HAPPINESS ON LEAVE

It all started when I started attending computer coaching where I met her… God shez so cute, so friendly, her smile is addictive and her eyes are what I used to die for… First it was just hie, bye  which slowly progressed in to friendly talks, chats, coffee’s and lunch. Nights just melted away as if they were just seconds while talking with her and it seemed ages when I waited for her messages. Bunking college and chatting in lectures was a very common thing. One fine day, she asked me out for a bike ride, for which I was overwhelmed and gladly took her on ride. Very soon she proposed and I said yes.  And there came an end to the happy going story, once our friendship transformed in to love, it started demanding more from us, and all what seemed to be fun then seemed torture now, possessiveness griped her, and she wanted me to abide to her rules. And it continued for some good 3 months after which we decided to break up. And kept away from each other for the last 6 months. Until recently, when I met her, she asked if I were happy all these six months without her. All I could say was I couldn’t judge whether I was happy or unhappy because I forgot the meaning of happiness ever since we broke up.

      Her question raised a doubt in my mind, what exactly was happiness?