HAPPY HOURS

Anytime given a thought tht wat it takes to b happy,may b a long vacation,hmm wat say abt 30 gb ipod,a pair of nike and blah blah blah ,the list is endless.But it just takes a moment to feel happy,we just need to realize it though realization is a kind of tricky task.The other day as always just to buzz off my tensions n depressions n halucinations and many more 'tions' i was sauntering on road at dusk time,frm some far end heard a kind crap loud hindi music frm a most monotonous sound box,then walked some more distance the music cud b heard bit more loud,the source of sound was from some dingiest looking small shack kinda shop at blindest corner ,hanging some silvery strips of pan masala,mouth freshner n all such stuffand an elderly man of may b 40-50(cudnt guess his age) was dancing and around him were six kids,(half clad,stomach n waist cannot b diffrentiated) extremely jovial were dancing as if found alladin's jennie who ll take their all miseries(atleast wat i percieved),but as my nature better say it a habbit ,i was bit curious to know what making them dance like this (arey u need a dj,woofers n definately some ocassion to dance man,atleast i do),just as a curious spectator i asked y r they dancing,i mean wat is there tht they can dance on such a yakk song,the younget boy dint know,the tallest one dint know,the girl dint know(u aint priety zinta)and tht elderly man also dint know(huh!!!! definately some problem then).but then ultimately the reason was they were happy so they were dancing(happiness=dancing,who told u and tht too on such montonic sounds),but wat i cud see a twinkle in tht man's eye may b he was making his children busy to skip dinner.
but whatever happiness is just around the corner