“Fragrance won’t last long” he insisted. 

“But some scents touch the soul” she said looking into his eyes. 



She sat on her rocking chair randomly changing channels on the remote. Her mind was not at peace today. The expensive wristwatch that her roommate received for her birthday had triggered several racing thoughts in her head.

Receiving gifts was a concept nonexistent in her life. She was a giver. She always gave gifts to her family on their birthdays. But never received any from them. And as for friends, she had very few friends whom she gifted on occasions like weddings. The friends couldn’t return the favor as she was still unmarried! Though she never expected any from anyone, receiving one or two would ne nice she thought sadly.

“Perhaps this is how life is…..The giver keeps giving and the better keeps getting….so Unfair” she thought to herself.

With these thoughts in her head she looked around her home. She saw the comfortable queen size bed in the room, she saw the the large television set mounted on the wall, the refrigerator, the air conditioner and all the other amenities. Her home had most amenities that an average home in the country wouldn’t have.

Was life really unfair?! “No….” she said aloud.

Life is a gift!! Much larger than anyone ever could give!


The long line of patients waiting outside the clinic made him realize that it’s going to be a very long day. “Perhaps I should call home and inform that I would be late for lunch” he thought as he entered his cabin. His assistant greeted him with a warm smile. “Tara, send the first patient in a couple of minutes” he instructed her.

A couple of hours had passed since he examined the first patient. But there was still a long queue of patients waiting for their turn. He was writing the prescription for the patient seated across the table when his cellphone beeped. He absent mindedly picked up the phone to check the message. The message was from his former assistant. The message read “To you my love” and picture of his former assistant blowing a kiss. He stared at the screen in awe. He raked his brain to comprehend the message. He sent his patient packing in a hurry.

He then began thinking to himself if his former assistant loved him secretly. He remembered her to be a jovial girl with a permanent smile plastered on her face. He had known of young girls falling for older men but never in his wildest dreams thought a young girl half his age would fall for him. He walked towards the mirror at the far end of his cabin and started admiring himself. He was mightily pleased with himself. “You don’t look bad for a 45 year old” he told his reflection.

At the other part of the city, Taani was cursing herself when she realised her folly. She had just sent the message meant for her fiancee to her former boss. “I owe the man an apology” she told herself.

Key to happiness!

What is the key to happiness?  This is a question I keep asking myself quite often. At different times I come up with different answers. Sometimes I think being content is the key; some other time I think it is to count your blessings. While both are true, there is one more thing that could stand between you and your happiness….that is Expectation.

We have expectations from people close to us; our parents, siblings, partner, friends and even collegues. We have expectations from ourselves. Our expectations are sometimes realistic sometimes not so realistic.  There is a fine line between being realistic and unrealistic. Not many of us understand it.

All of us do expect something or the other from our loved ones. We believe we are entitled to expect from our dear ones. Parents expect their children to look after them in their old age, they expect their children to marry someone of their choice. Wife expects the husband to take her out every weekend, to take her out on exotic vacations and so on. Irrespective of either big or small relationships come with expectations.

If our loved ones live up to our expectations we are all happy. But what if they don’t? What if they are burdened by our expectations? Do we blame them for the fact that they are unable to live up to the expectations that we have set for them (or ourselves)? Should we be miserable about not meeting expectations or do we have a way out?

I think the ideal thing for us to do is remove expectations out of the equation. Let the people dear to us be loved for who they are and not for what they can give.

“There were two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations” ― Jodi PicoultNineteen Minutes