Day 3: Write to yourself about one non-living thing you find beautiful and why. (The ocean, love, etc.)

So I was looking for the “Inspire Me” button again, but sadly, there isn’t any. I don’t know why.

I realise that I like having the room to myself. Its fine when my sister is here, but when my aunt is here sometimes its too noisy and I don’t really like it. Suyash said that I write well – silly boy. I write average, at best. But anyway, what I want to write about today would be the prompt above.

Dear Me,

There are so many things beautiful in life, both living, as well as non-living. I believe you already know that/

Its beautiful, walking in the cold night, with chilly wind tugging your hair and the skies so dark and deep that you could lose yourself in them. When the stars are but twinkling eyes from above, distant specks of brightness but you know that they’re something magnificent and beautiful, things that people spend hours trying to portray and capture and describe. That feeling of happiness, its not really happiness per se, but its a simple joy of life. Its quiet- not bursting at the seams like celebration, but rather a gently gurgling brook. It brings a sense of calm and peace and at times like that, you believe that everything will be alright. At times like that, you wish that you could capture it to show the world, that your loved ones could see it too because such beautiful things deserve, and should be shared. There’s something beautiful about the cold, when its not too cold that you’re totally shivering, and neither when you’re sick. The cold that I am talking about is not the one from the air-conditioner, rather its the natural cold of the seasons. Its fresh and sharp and it nips at you.. And it makes you feel so alive and everything is beautiful and everything, everything will be alright because.. why not? If plants can sprout in spring; if baby infant seedlings can last the chill and burst anew in the young spring, why can’t we, as humans do too? We can, and so we will.

What else is beautiful?.. The feeling of curling up against someone you love, the act alone of being near them, next to them, it makes you feel like home and its comforting and simple and you know that we were made for this. You know then, that humans were made to socialise, that the physcial touch can indeed be miraculous and it can be healing. Its beautiful, feeling so at home at someone’s side.. Someplace where you know, that at least for those moments, that you’re completely safe and surrounded and its a warm sense of belonging. Its warm and cozy and its covers you like a duvet, it keeps you dozy and its like soft and like rubbing the fur of an animal, its like the warmth inside you when you drink a cup of hot chocolate at the exact right temperature. Its rich and perfect and you know that you don’t want to lose this feeling. That,.. that is indeed beautiful. Its something that hugging an inanimate object cannot replicate, because no matter how warm or how cuddly it is, or how well it molds to your shape, the love that you can feel.. cannot be replaced.

So many things are beautiful. The playing of birds, their chirping and singing as they flit about in the air. The gentle moving of clouds in the sky, when they fill up your window and they’re all you can see. The sharp crispness of leaves against the wet air as the rain finally stops. The laughter of people, as they see something which truly touches them. Its funny, really, how sometimes when people see something shocking they laugh. What an amusing form of coping with the shock. You see it in weddings sometimes, when the groom sees his bride for the first time. Never seen that before in reality, but in pictures online, sometimes I imagine the bubble of laughter that comes out of nowhere. You can see it on their faces. The feeling of playing in the rain- the coolness of raindrops on your skin, soaking you, running down your skin. The amused yet curious looks that people give you, as they see you laughing without a single care in the world.. Water is beautiful, and so is letting yourself go. The feeling of doing so, being able to do things without caring what others may think, the feeling of being free and to forget everything for that while, to only concentrate on the going ons of the moment.. That is simply amazing. Rejuvenating. Captivating. That feeling.. It is beautiful. The look in someone’s eyes when you know that they love you, the way they look at you.. It makes everything feel so good, it makes everything worth it.

To me, in many ways, beauty is letting go. It is nature, it is the gentle happiness and the flow of emotions that we experience in our everyday lives. It can be made, of course, through architecture and through colours and curves and words and actions and thoughts and feelings.. But it is something that we have to remember to recognise ourselves, we have to see the beauty in the things, and in the people around us. Everything can be beautiful, really. Blow me away.


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