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The quality of happiness The quality of happiness must be that possessed by a seed of a peanut:
a soft case to retreat to after an impossible day, only to sulk, to be still, a parking lot of silence. A beauty without symmetry, because life is this – to fall in love, for one, over an anomalous habit, with a suddenness that makes one lunges. The tactility of happiness is the feel of one's skin on which clings the hours and air of days past that never quite leave, tarrying with the stubbornness of the scent of a soap - so that a hazy hint of it lingers on the bed sheet when one wakes in the small hours of the morning, remembering. By Nirmala Iswari QLRS Vol. 8 No. 4 Oct 2009_____
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