Love looks good on me
It’s enthralling. Isn’t it? How much people can disparage, go on about how someone isn’t perfect. Little to their realization, people are talking in the same manner about them as well.
This never struck me until today when a friend of mine had jokes to make about a passerby. “Look at what a disaster she is dressed as”, she alleged. “She looks fine to me, in fact I love her shoes”, I mumbled. With this see ran into a fury of indignation and replied “You fall in love too effortlessly and let me counsel you with this- you shouldn’t wear your heart upon your sleeve….”
True that. I fall in love at least 20 times a day.
I fall in love with the morning beam when I first open my eyes to start a day. I fall in love with smiles, the laughter and the music on the radio I listen to on my way to college.
Then I plunge my adoration to the sky and the sun and the rain.
Fluently I fall in love with open arms of my friends who stand grinning, graciously looking further on to another momentous day.
Then I turn my relevance to some coy and other wicked children running, playing, swinging around the child’s park.
Sometimes I fall in love with complete strangers, especially the ones gleaming, holding hands, not terrified to be in love or the very idea of being in love.
I do not mind if I fall in love too easily. So what if I wear my heart upon my sleeves? Isn’t life about adoring around and beyond?
I do not mind the pain of relinquished love so much, because LOVE LOOKS GOOD ON ME…..
By- Tanya agarwal