Whats your definition

I was asked the strangest question . “Introduce yourself and give us your definition of connection and happiness” I’m assuming I was asked because people take me as an emotional fool, but who knows…  Anyways. I could have given them the most simple answer… My friends are the definition of connection and happiness in my life.  An inevitable chord that holds me together.. The picture-play of memories that reel in over and again,making me smile and cry at the same time..But, they wouldn’t have understood that. So, along with everyone else who stated that true connection, obviously, was unconditional, I spouted off the best thing that I could come up with. Blissful connection is this feeling you get when you look at someone and you just know that you can go beyond your limits just to see them smile. you just can hear them even before they could call out your name. You stretch out your hand even before they could stumble.Dignity,ego, pride nothing matters when that person is in picture.There are many different kinds of loves, from loving your dog, to your family, to your best friends, to your special friend. But, there’s something distinctively different about few people, it’s like the world stops for a minute when you look at them. Its like you count minutes to seconds just to hear their voice.No matter how MAD they make you, you want to kick and hold them all at the same time. No matter how long you go without seeing them, it’s obvious that it’s there. Last week was the time other than those awkward run of a mill kinda situation,  in that I got to see my definition of connection… We haven’t been in touch lately.. amidst chaotic life where everyone is busy proving his/her metal we were drifting apart, well! apparently. But There was just something there.. deep down. I walked into that area, I saw my friend  and my heart went into my throat. How I stopped myself, I have no idea. I managed to keep most my feelings to minimal, Lemme tell you, that is hard. We laughed and had fun. But, some things never change. I still got worried about the smallest things that were apparently bothering my friend. I still tried acting as a shield .They told me that I am having anxiety issues and may be I think a lot hence my array of impulsive acts... But I just wanted to wrap myself around my friend's  worries and peel them off..just wanted to say that look everything would be okay. Just know, no matter where we are, how we are, I am there for you.and in that spur of a moment I got even more convinced, my definition of connection and happiness always will be my friends, even though we may not be together... Or even though things might not be same anymore.....

So in nutshell i can say that i have realized it yet again that....

 My definition of connections is when I feel that urge to reach out even though i might be limping...  

And my definition of happiness is what I feel, that flutter...that rush... when I see my friends smile.....

Whats your definition ???