Selfish Happiness

There are some times, some moments when you are happy that something happened to you. I remember examples not really worth quoting. In tenth class, we had a story in our English curriculum, by Anita Desai, called 'Games at Twilight'. The language, the imagery, the flow of the story can very well be described only by one word - shady. I shall not discuss about that much. The plot is something like this - a young boy among many other kids, plays hide and seek. In his desire to win, he hides in a rather obscure place, and in course of time, is practically forgotten by the rest of the crowd. There's a small amount of time for which the boy thinks he has won, defeated everyone. He then remembers such times of "private happiness" or "selfish happiness", like one when he ate a whole huge bar of chocolate(think like a kid, and you know what that means!). That's the moment I'm writing about here - the private happiness. My nomenclature is poor, but I can't find a better word, at least for the time being. So, there are times, some moments of private happiness. And the nice thing is, you won't find any of those on this blog! Am I selfish as ever.