Happiness is in small things…


I asked her to cross numbers for me in lotto.

We sat in my living room. Wind chimes sang and swayed gently with summer breeze. She doesn’t know that I love her.

She could have done the whole thing in a minute. But she didn’t. She took her time; put her thoughts and heart into it.

A lotto paper, some random numbers and us trying to connect those numbers to small events from our life, I experienced heavenly pleasure that moment.

No money could ever buy the smile on her face, her happiness and that moment!

I’m more than a billionaire already! All I wish now is to roll back in time!

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