The Diarygame || Enjoying the Calm of a Sunday with My Loved Ones by My Side
Hello everyone,

Today was a different day, because Sunday was. Like the rest of the days, there was no hurry to get up early this morning. There was a different relaxation in the mind, as if everything has slowed down a bit. First of all, I made tea and thought that breakfast should be done comfortably today.
In the rest of the week of the week, as time is not available, sometimes the day starts in two pieces of bread, sometimes the tea remains incomplete. But today there was nothing like this. Today I sat in leisurely and had breakfast with hot tea. The peace that was found at that time is difficult to say in words.

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After having breakfast, I thought that the plants should also be seen, it was a long time, I could not give time in the manner. Went to his small garden and watering flowers. In some plants, a new bud also came out, it was very nice to see. Although this is a small task, but I do not know why, every time it seems as if I am connecting with myself. Sitting there for some time. After that, as soon as I came inside the house, my son Uves came running. Seeing his laughter, he felt very light. Then for a while, both of us exploded, also played a catch-catching, and laughed a lot. Those moments were very real, without any appearance. This fun is not available every day, so today seemed a bit more special.

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After this, some friends spoke on the phone. The call was averted for several days, but today was the time. I remembered the words of the old days. College days, hostel fun, that debate without reason. Everything was refreshed again. After that, I saw some funny memes on the mobile for a while, some laughed so much that tears came from the eyes. There are only small things that make a day special.

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In the afternoon, there was also hunger and there was a desire to eat something good. So why not bring Biryani from the market today. The market went to the market, packed a hot biryani and also brought a raw carry. When he came home and sat with his wife, when Biryani ate, every morsel looked special. Not just the taste of food, the peace of that time and together made it even more tasty. That sour-sweet raw mango was filled with a freshness in the whole food.

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It took some time in the evening to write on the steemit. There were many things in the mind which were like to share, and today there was time. Opened the laptop, and sat down to write. Then my wife brought me hot tea and a little breakfast. On one side I was writing and on the other side eating salty with tea sips. Doing these two things together was giving feeling like acorner of a coffee house. The only difference was that it was not a coffee house, I had my own house.

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By night, the desire to eat something delicious in the mind again woke up. The wife made a casserole and cut off the paved mangoes together. The food of that watch was very special. Everything was felt more due to the lack of rushing of the day. Food was more tasty, conversation more deep, and the warmth of relationships was very much felt.
Today was also special in the sense that there was no hurry in it. No meeting, no report, no hospital round - nothing. Just a simple day with a fragrance of belonging. Every moment spent with the family was filling the heart like every moment. Many times we get so busy that we forget the importance of such day. But there was a small reminder like today that real happiness is hidden in these small moments.
It is now night, everyone is preparing to sleep. I am living this day again by writing these words. The peace that was found today is not easy to tie it into words, but I am trying that whenever I read again, the same smile returns to his face.

THANK YOU
