Pleasure is...
Pleasure is... turning on the radio and listening to your favorite tune wafting through.
Pleasure is... not being able to identify the number on your cell and being surprised at hearing a dear friend's endearing voice at the other end. From across the world.
Pleasure is... driving where all the lights are green at every junction.
Pleasure is... being the comforting shoulder to a friend. At any time.
Pleasure is... receiving an email from someone unexpected and then going to dinner with the same person...:) (just like that...)
Pleasure is... gifting people and seeing the unexpected surprise and pleasure (hopefully) light up their hearts.
Pleasure is... receiving a mobile bill less than 1k (yeah! I love that).
Pleasure is... having friends who care enough to get Bounty from their sojourns abroad. And Romance...oh Romance!
Pleasure is... having the man you crave for calling you unexpectedly and the happy chit chatting about matters inconsequential. (Oh D, I wish you'd do that more often).
Pleasure is... suddenly getting a call from a potential employer with a mouth watering offer.
Pleasure is... ticking off everything on your 'to-do' list.
Pleasure is... making an impudent or a stubborn child smile endearingly at you, telling you that you're special.
Pleasure is... paying off nagging loans.
Pleasure is... singing your favorite songs in your car, unmindful of the scornful (?), funny (what's with her?), mocking, indifferent stares. Yes!!
Pleasure is... reading a comment left on your blog by a stranger which waxes eloquent about the blog. (Well, not quite, but flattering all the same, and it's not this blog that I'm talking about).
Pleasure is... finding an unexpected book in the higgledy piggledy book stack and at an unbelievable price.
Pleasure is... thinking of so many such little things that make your life so much more livable and pleasurable.
Pleasure is... all those things that one dreams of and suddenly you find the dream in flesh and blood. Euphoric!
Pleasure is... being loved. For who you are. What you are. The way you are. Just pure, unadulterated, 'love you as you are' love. (Sigh! sigh! sigh!)
Pleasure is... loving (so what if it is unrequited?)
Pleasure is... focusing on life's pleasures ...:)
Pleasure is... pleasurable.
(Why is it that pleasure gives me so much pain?)
Pleasure is... not being able to identify the number on your cell and being surprised at hearing a dear friend's endearing voice at the other end. From across the world.
Pleasure is... driving where all the lights are green at every junction.
Pleasure is... being the comforting shoulder to a friend. At any time.
Pleasure is... receiving an email from someone unexpected and then going to dinner with the same person...:) (just like that...)
Pleasure is... gifting people and seeing the unexpected surprise and pleasure (hopefully) light up their hearts.
Pleasure is... receiving a mobile bill less than 1k (yeah! I love that).
Pleasure is... having friends who care enough to get Bounty from their sojourns abroad. And Romance...oh Romance!
Pleasure is... having the man you crave for calling you unexpectedly and the happy chit chatting about matters inconsequential. (Oh D, I wish you'd do that more often).
Pleasure is... suddenly getting a call from a potential employer with a mouth watering offer.
Pleasure is... ticking off everything on your 'to-do' list.
Pleasure is... making an impudent or a stubborn child smile endearingly at you, telling you that you're special.
Pleasure is... paying off nagging loans.
Pleasure is... singing your favorite songs in your car, unmindful of the scornful (?), funny (what's with her?), mocking, indifferent stares. Yes!!
Pleasure is... reading a comment left on your blog by a stranger which waxes eloquent about the blog. (Well, not quite, but flattering all the same, and it's not this blog that I'm talking about).
Pleasure is... finding an unexpected book in the higgledy piggledy book stack and at an unbelievable price.
Pleasure is... thinking of so many such little things that make your life so much more livable and pleasurable.
Pleasure is... all those things that one dreams of and suddenly you find the dream in flesh and blood. Euphoric!
Pleasure is... being loved. For who you are. What you are. The way you are. Just pure, unadulterated, 'love you as you are' love. (Sigh! sigh! sigh!)
Pleasure is... loving (so what if it is unrequited?)
Pleasure is... focusing on life's pleasures ...:)
Pleasure is... pleasurable.
(Why is it that pleasure gives me so much pain?)
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