I am a big fan of LOVE and always look for wherever is needed or wherever it is distributed. I do not hesitate to call myself a flirt because as a male I do flirt with females; but doesn’t that make others feel good?
And if someone says that being loved is disliked by him or her then either that person doesn’t know the value of LOVE or he/she hasn’t seen the true form of LOVE. To me, LOVE is like the season of monsoon. Yes! Staying in Bombay / Mumbai gives me pleasure as for every resident of every place. I love this city due to its sheer nearness to the seashore. My school was just close to a beach, popularly known as the Juhu Beach and I often went there on the beach.
It has always amazed me, the waves which reach the shore but never cross on to the roads opposite it. They do but on certain occasions only in the monsoon season or maybe sometimes during any special high tide anger mood of the sea. SO coming on to my LOVE for the city; I have travelled the city but like it very much during monsoons. From school times till my mother breathed her last; I have always come home drenched in monsoon rains. I never used any umbrella, I liked to get wet in the rains.
Rains anywhere, clear up the entire ecosystem. It clear the air and washes away all the dust settled on the plants and trees, making it look more greener and colourful. Monsoon rains give life to all of us, it wets the earth below and cools the heart of the burning soil. It works as LOVE, it mellows you down. LOVE and rains both, when wet you; it seeps into your system and reaches every cell of your blood stream.
I know that it works like LOVE and want all of you to also experience the same emotion within you. I see everything green and colourful as LOVE cleanses and washes away all the impurities of me. It will do the same with you, just get wet with LOVE and rains. More on LOVE next time; more on many more things to see the positivity around us. Till then… Bye..