Anshuman had once decided that I was quite a frustrated little imp. In order to prove it, he decided to draw up a nice long list of 101 things that frustrate me. He managed to get 30 before work and other obligations called us away from that particular enterprise I clearly remember them including not having aCisco/Ubuntu Tee; Not enough hard disk space; Male chauvinism and so on. That list was safely tucked into his wallet for future perusal/completion/reference; unfortunately the wallet was subsequently lost. (That fact could get added to the list as well). I’m feeling rather light today, though, and since my blog has been crying for attention, I’ve decided to honour our insanity and make another list, only this time, of things that make me happy, just to prove you wrong. I’ve always claimed that its very easy to make me happy, now I’ll set out to prove it. So here we are, 101 things that make me happy:

1. Family. The very thought is enough.
2. Friends. ’nuff said.
3. Being alive and healthy, mentally (well, at least I’m not legally insane) and physically.
4. Hugs. Simple, effective and comfortable.
5. Stationery. Pens, pencils, brushes, paper, books, paints… name it, I’ll go crazy over it.
6. My cat, asleep and purring on my lap.
7. Sleep. Pure bliss.
8. Cuddles. ^_^
9. Food. Home cooked food. (mom’s cooking. unbeatable.)
10. Bananas!!!!
11. Ice creams, milk shakes, milk, milk products.
12. Animals in general.
13. Letting huge dogs take me for a walk. (I miss that one)
14. The smell of the air preceding a storm. Feels like nature’s high.
15. The smell of oil of olay, shower to shower, juniper, sandalwood;
16. Basking in sunshine
17. Thunderstorms, just the idea of wind and water playing with your senses. (contradictory? They both have their own charm)
18. Music… my language. I’d like to elaborate, so forgive the next few being separate items on this list
19. Singing. Half a day with me should give you an idea; I really cannot stop myself. To those that actually put up with this, I love you just as much.
20. The sound of an instrument being played like it controls the person playing it. Violins, Pianos, Guitars, the list is endless.
21. Playing Fur Elise on a piano. (I’d like to thank Rukmini for this one, I’d only played keyboards before that.)
22. Old songs, new songs, meaningful songs, abstract tunes that don’t need lyrics to convey their emotion, classical songs, listening to them, singing them, singing along with them…
23. Singing in the car!
24. Art, my religion… further elaboration.
25. Sight. The ability to enjoy this.
26. The smell of oil on canvas when I paint
27. Every stroke of the bold pencil upon art paper, each smudge that softens the strokes.
28. Colour, wherever.
29. Digital Graphics.
30. Animation. aaaah.
31. Getting that twinkle in the eyes when I draw
32. That twinkle in your eyes when you laugh
33. Laughter.
34. Having people who care and people to care about.
35. Snaps with good composition
36. Taking the above mentioned snap.
37. A certain Video that can always lift my spirits
38. An optimistic nature, for most part. I really wouldn’t be happy if I didn’t look at the bright side.
39. Constantly having something to do, even if its just lazing around.
40. Being able to laze around.
41. Good poetry. (subjective, yes, go along the lines of Tagore and Wordsworth to know my taste).
    
42. Good books with happy endings.
43. Cold showers in Kolkata heat.
    
44. Swimming. Exhileration after the exercise.
    
45. Love. Loving. Being loved. People in love. Collecting quotes on love. Despite my complaining, it actually makes me high.
46. Pictures by Anne Geddes.
47. Babies that don’t mind me carrying them.
48. Feeling the keyboard beneath my fingers as I type; hearing them click in the night’s silence.
49. Comments on blog posts.
50. Technology. Software that supports my laziness.
51. Long conversations where there’s always something left unsaid for the next one.
52. Finding imperfections, weirdities and the para-normal.
53. Arguing. Yes, it’s only fools that do, but it just makes me so damn happy.
54. Soft clothes, the kind that feel nice.
55. Feeling squeaky clean after a bath.
56. Playful fights.
57. Thumbfights!
58. Carving quills, putting them to ink.
59. Buzz of nonsense on the hostel lan
60. Corny movies. (Yes, yes, softie)
61. Figments of my imagination running wild across the mind’s stage.
62. Perusing blog posts of friends and family.
63. Autorikshaws without mirrors.
64. Reminiscing. I’ve had quite an amusing life. Done amusing things.
65. The fact that I look back and smile at what was, and smile at what is.
66. My determination seeing me through.
67. Anything anti-Microsoft.
68. Walking in Kolkata.
69. New glasses. So clear. pristine.
70. Star gazing. Clear skies.
71. Skipping stones.
72. Letters.
73. Watching good dances.
74. Writing, the feeling of an inspiration hitting me.
75. Mythology.
76. The feeling of understanding and being understood.
77. Holding someone’s hand. Interlocked fingers.
78. Puns.
79. Running barefoot on wet grass.
80. Computer games.
81. Compliments. Duh.
82. Thinking. Dreaming. Same difference.
83. Being trusted.
84. Listening to interesting stories.
85. Competition. Playing.
86. Raising my hand in class. It’s almost a reflex.
87. Knowing.
88. Acceptance.
89. Good comebacks.
90. People that restore my faith in people.
91. The sound of birds at 5 in the morning
92. Sunrises, Sunsets, Moonrises (never witnessed a moonset…)
93. Doing.
94. Feeling the texture of leaves.
95. Smart kids that get the better of me.
96. Quenching thirst.
97. Sitting down on a cold floor.
98. My own ego.
99. Cyberspace
100. Jumping fences, climbing walls. When they’re small enough, of course.
101. Life!!!!!