My Small Bunch of Happiness
Sometimes when we feel down or bored, the people around us with whom we feel comfortable make our life better. Even their presence will sometimes give us a kind of solace. My roommates are such a bunch of good friends. When the five of us are together, we actually make a different world of our own. If any of us has some problem, we stand together and try to sort it out. My favorite time with them is the time we sit and talk to each other after coming back from college and explain the things that happened. One among them is very energetic while talking about those things. She is the one who is very much concerned about her aura. Most of the days she tries to preserve and protect her aura, but unfortunately, she comes back after losing her aura. The way she narrates things is really interesting. Sometimes she even re-enacts those things for us. Today also we had such a moment where all of us laughed a lot. Two of my roommates are juniors, and they are the kids who entertain us with something every day. During the exams only, this place becomes silent as all of us are engaged in studies; also, we used to help each other during that time. These people have also become the happiness pills in moments of tension. Whenever any of us feels down or loiters around, these girls come and ask, “Entha chechi, depression aano…?” and make us laugh by saying some jokes or something. They are known as the “Neelakkuyil Media” of our room, as both of them capture every moment of us, including some funny clips, and make reels out of them. When we went for birdwatching, these juniors also came with us, and they helped us capture photos of birds and insects. Actually, we feel like we are meant for each other, and all of us get attached to each other so fast. I was very glad I got these people here in Chennai; otherwise, I would definitely have gone back home. When we have people around us who know us well, who encourage us, who stand with us, that is the greatest blessing according to me.

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