First of all, video calls with my bestie are my personal comedy shows. We live in different states, but distance has only made our gossiping game stronger. We talk about everything under the sun, sometimes meaningful, often complete nonsense, and always ridiculously funny. From analyzing someone’s cryptic Instagram story like it’s a Sherlock Holmes mystery, to coming up with imaginary scenarios that would make a K-drama writer jealous, we somehow manage to turn even the most mundane things into laugh riots. By the end, we’re both wheezing like we just ran a marathon… of nonsense.
Then there’s my comfort zone: comedy K-dramas. There’s just something so oddly satisfying about the dramatic expressions, the over-the-top sound effects, and that one chaotic friend every lead character seems to have. It’s like emotional gym, crying one moment, laughing the next, falling in love with a fictional character five seconds later. Add to that a sprinkle of cartoons like Shinchan (yes, I still watch him and no, I’m not ashamed), and I’m a giggling mess wrapped in a blanket burrito.
But if we’re talking about what makes me truly happy, it’s the quieter joys. Writing, for one. Whether it’s poems, blogs, or my soon-to-be-published book (yes, it’s happening, and yes, I’ve already imagined my name in shiny gold letters), writing gives me the kind of joy that’s hard to put into words, ironically. It’s like having a deep conversation with my soul, minus the social awkwardness.
Then there’s my morning walks. I love stepping out when the world is still half asleep, the air feels like a soft whisper, the wind is cool, and everything just pauses. It’s peaceful, like nature’s way of giving you a warm hug without being clingy. Pair that with calming spiritual songs, reading the Hanuman Chalisa, or quietly writing Shri Rama’s name, it feels like my version of inner therapy. It brings a sense of grounding in this whirlwind of a world.
And honestly, as an introvert, I find my own company to be incredibly underrated. No drama, no energy drain, just me, my thoughts, and occasionally a cookie (or three). I don’t need fancy parties or loud crowds to feel alive, give me a quiet corner, a notebook, some chai, and a view of the sky, and I’m good.
So yeah, laughter comes from the madness, and happiness comes from the stillness. And somewhere in between, I’ve made a pretty cozy little universe for myself.
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