Beef pickle.

The thing about this year is it has been a happy one. Which isn't saying much, considering we're just a little over a month into it, and there's always room for disaster.

But every day, every ordinary day, reminds me what a good place I'm in. (Touchwood - I have a fear of being fey.)

But I believe in the occasional happiness rocket. You find one, you recognise it for what it is, you tie yourself to it. And off you go. Whirling and spinning to a place that only allows you to visit now and then. It's a place that looks like five beers down - but more. Much more.

It turns you into a blithering idiot. It impairs your ability to function. And it makes you want to scream. To turn cartwheels. (Metaphorically in my case.) To run around telling everyone that their lives suck compared to yours.

I just got my first happiness rocket of the year.

Because Mawii's coming to Bangalore next month.

Mawii. Is. Coming. To. Bangalore. Next. Month.

MAWII IS COMING TO BANGALORE NEXT MONTH. I'LL BE SEEING MY BEST FRIEND AFTER TWO YEARS.

What is a Mawii? It's difficult to define, but here's an example.

She posted the (confirmed) news on FB. One of my comments was going to be, BRING ME BEEF PICKLE.

But I didn't end up posting it.

Later, while we were FB chatting (in caps), she said: I'M GOING TO BRING YOU BEEF PICKLE.

That is what a Mawii is.

I hope you have a Mawii in your life. Because good beef pickle is pretty hard to find.