life sometimes gets to be so much complicated that we adults forget how to be happy. This reminds me of my childhood when school was the only demanding thing in my life. I used to love maths class it used to make me happy, history was like a fantasy novel. Between other subjects these subjects were my happy zone. Play time, candy time was the other happy zones for me.
Throw anything at me but no matter what, my happy zones were like a pole star for me that always came to my rescue. Always keeping me cheered-up and ready to take on the world.
Now my happy zone is limited to weekends and odd movies that I watch.
Does it sound depressing, hum !!! you may say that but its very important we find our happy zone. Such that we can rejuvenate and learn to live happy.