Love. Life. And this wonderful creation.

You are beautiful.

In Beauty on November 20, 2009 at 8:02 am

Yup, believe me, you are! Often we forget the beautiful aspect of our lives. We mess up things. Play shit with loved ones. Fight hell out of others. And do all things possible to make ourselves ugly. UGLY in all caps. We do everything in our capacity to present ourselves as the most wretched things on the earth. Our sore faces, spiteful tongues and above all, our merciless behavior (to ourselves) – we are done for months of pain, grudge and guilt. And guess what, we replay our ugliness again and again and again, to register it in our gray matter.

But, and thank God, life intervenes. Stops us. Polices us and gives us a break from the rut. It showers us with little moments of love. Moments of sunshine and honey. Moments that stay on forever and forever, affixed to happiness.

Yesterday, was one such day. I was beautiful than ever. The light chatter, lunchtime banter, and after-work bye-byes – everything was simply remarkable. I felt like the whole world loved me and there was freedom in the air. I had nothing to worry about or no one to fight with. Wished I could dance on the streets in front of dropping jaws and weird-whos-this-nut-looks… I loved every bit of the day though I had to plod through midnight to complete my work. The crescendo happened at midnight. I love late nights and yesterday was fabulous as there were fireworks in the neighboring area and I was the only witness to all of it…only late-night witness…looking with awe at the beauty of golden light splitting and dancing and going crazy in the silent, midnight sky.

P.S. I tracked back my happiness to a small incident that happened in the morning. A short chat I had with an acquaintance. That event triggered of all the my happy hormones and there I was, firing on all cylinders, throughout the day.

We do everything in our capacity to present ourselves as the most wretched things on the earth. Our sore faces, spiteful tongues and above all, our merciless behavior (to ourselves) – we are done for months of pain, grudge and guilt. And guess what, we replay our ugliness again and again and again, to register it in our gray matter.

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