One said: It changes your outlook of life.
Alters your lifestyle somewhat.

Other said: It’s your choice. You can either do it or don’t.
I choose to be trustworthy.

I am indeed happy right now with what we have,
and what we don’t have.
I choose to be simply happy.

I shun negativities. I neglect those who are unhappy for me.
Even if they say that they are, I can feel evil and jealousy.
That is not happiness.
I choose to stay away.

I have tons of people around me who share the smiles,
the blissful mood and they too share back their warm hearts.

I am enlightened now. Elucidated.

I am not scared of choosing the right actions and feelings.

Letting things be keeps me up; Keeps me not analysing more.
Retains my sanity.

I choose you.
I choose to enjoy love.
I have you in my life now and it becomes fuller.
Makes me grow.

I choose to grow happier.

Leave your slippers at the counter
said the watchman at the gate
an empty sack I put them in
entered temple on bare feet.

The walls were carved in fine granite
idols beamed in marbled shine
incense filled the ethereal light
breathing the air was purely divine.

After about a charmingly spelled hour
in lithe spirit I came out of temple door
presented the token at the shoes counter
poured the sack's content on the floor.

A strange pair mockingly looked back
not mine I shouted at the top of my voice
rows of sacks stared back from the rack
home barefoot wasn't a prospect to rejoice.

Obviously a wrong token was issued to me
the slippers therein belonged to someone else
and there I was arguing awkwardly
cursing high pitch over temple bells.

It took five minute's terror to find them out
so my feet could kiss the familiar smell
though not much something to write home about
those were the moments paradise felt hell.

Where's your lady?
asked the chimpanzee
the bear looked askance

the tiger growled
zebras rolled
macaws looked in trance.

Where's she
your lady pretty
queried the lone rhino

it's not good
this solitude
roared the lion with raised eyebrow.

Did you lose your way
this November day
when the sky's blazing blue

this fair weather
you aren't together
how come asked the shrew.

Your face it shows
shouted hippos
this fine day of November

boars did grunt
scowled elephant
you're lost without her.

They were so true
alone at the zoo
emptiness surrounded me

daylight though gold
sky blue bold
I roamed unhappily.