Tuesday, 18 October 2011

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.

Few words have rung truer of late.

It's just one of those things in life. We love the people whose  sincerity forces us to abandon all pretence; with whom self-awareness gives way to unthinking ease of being. Those who encourage the best in us and for whose sake we strive to be better. 

The people we want to sit on the sofa with after a long day, munching on popcorn, aimlessly channel surfing. Delicious homemade dinners or boxes of Chinese takeaway over nostalgic reminiscences of holidays & beautiful summer days or snowy winter mornings. Impromptu boogie nights to appalling disco classics, totally lame moves and nil embarrassment, because it's fun to not care. And when we don't care, we are free to be ourselves, free to be perfectly content.

When you're that happy, what more could you need?






  1. Hanushka I love your blog. Your posts have helped through a particularly difficult time and although I do not know you that well i think you are a beautiful person both inside and out. Thank you.

  2. Comments like yours always fill me with pure happiness. thank you! I write this blog for myself, to share my thoughts/ ideas / anything really and i am really touched when other people find any sort of value in it :)

    I am sorry you have had a difficult time of late and I really do hope that whatever has been happening in your life resolves itself.
    Wishing you all the best



  3. something to ponder about... thank you!

  4. Petra, thank you for your comment- especially as it led me to your amazing blog - Indivisualism! I am now a follower :)