but right now with nothing to do on a lazy summerish afternoon listening to Hemant Kumar and, I lie in a vacant mood and actually my heart seems filled of pleasure and while i haven't danced with daffodils..i can relate to the feeling..For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
So Mr William W. Wordsworth..I apologise