Those pieces of happiness...

Life is always good when you have happy hours. There is a proverb also "Happy hours flies fast" Still we always cherish for those fast happy hours. Because it's only happiness that increases your confidence, nourishes your desire and makes you hungry to be happy. And yes, happiness or happy hour comes without notification and so suddenly that sometimes we really get puzzled about that real happenings. We celebrated Nikita's birthday today. Nikita- my lovey dovey friend , my best buddy. Me, Nikita and Zinia. Friendship is us, I believe. We are different as existence but so much alike. Responsible, trustworthy and of course reliable. So what happened was, it was our exam day and  fortunately (for us obviously ) and we were all tensed how would it go but in between that we were wishing her happy birthday and hugging her and remembering the previous one. Well, we all nailed it and was making fun, emotionally blackmailing her like "Dosto, won't you give us a treat? Dear, it's your birthday." And she was like,"Okay let's go." And we were like, "What? Really? yeppieee" And then it happened. Happiness came without notifying and so suddenly. We went for celebrating, we clicked lots of selfies and shared it on social networking site. I really love social networking for this purpose. It's quite like "Spread Happiness". And then three of us prayed for our togetherness for the lifetime and came back home. Ahh!! It was a good day. A memorable day. Amazing, ain't it??

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