Beautiful..

Beautiful .Nature.Sight. Scene. Flower.Words. Life. Concept. Song.Music. Colour. Shade. Texture. Light.Weather. We can talk about a million things that are beautiful. But, the one that is the most beautiful and spectacular. The most powerful creation - Person/People.

I am really grateful for the kind of people I have in my life. There are a zillion things I have learned. A million I have unlearned. They all taught me so much. No advices. No suggestions. Just by being themselves. I'd say the first learning was from home. Being born to a dynamic strong young lady who never let me settle for anything less than what I deserved. Who held my hand. Made me sit on her lap and patiently listened to all my confusions. She just shared her side of view. I'd look at both the sides. I was given the freedom to choose. Always. A person who signifies strength. Immense strength and patience.  How much she endures but how beautifully she glows. How lively she is. How much happiness she has added to my little life. The courage and strength she melted on to my personality. The way she says.. you are a amazing kid. The effort she takes to actually make me believe that. Love her. Love being around her. But. what I love the most is understanding and learning from her.

Family is a small world. And there are people all around us. In the ocean called life. Time waves bring different shells on our path. Some shimmer like gold. Some just miss our eye. Some we pick up and then they become a part of our life. Like when you hold a shell against your ear. You hear all sounds of the magic beneath the ocean. You can get the essence of the whole world and the essence of life from these few dynamic gems. Being surrounded by good people is the luckiest thing that could happen to you. Trust me. That's true. If you don't believe me. Take your time. I'll wait and there will be a day when you will realize. I am particularly surrounded by these awesome women. Each one who defines her life uniquely. One finds divinity in dance. For one life is fun. For another its love. For one its ambition. For one it's pride of parents. For some its love for siblings. For all its respect for family and friends. How well they mark their boundaries. How quickly they break them to express their joy for something good that happened to me. How soft their heart.. that they shed tears on unrelated pain. How strong their values that they can discipline the scroungiest crooks. How they keep their head held high. The way they appreciate self reliance. In the little fights. Silly gossips. Discussions over food. Fun. It always shows. Beautiful souls. Beautiful souls.

G.R.A.T.E.F.U.L