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December Happiness Now
Is more meaningful
In cold Decembers,
A decade back,
We would often go,
To SeaWorld, San Diego,
On a gloomy, cloudy day,
Paying for the privilege —
Of front row seats,
To be splashed by
The poor, captive orcas,
Buying overpriced popcorn.
Now,
Two kids at home,
Sick with fever
And nagging bronchitis.
Serving them soup,
Warm and soothing,
Comforting them to nap —
Feels just glorious.
We don’t have to
Join the rat race.
Happiness comes
When we do things
Needed for
Well-being of the family.
Consumerism is encouraged by business-driven world.
We chase it, but we don’t find fulfillment, because it’s not our purpose.
When…









