Why do we always categorise things into good and bad, right and wrong and pretty and ugly? Why do we always feel the need to put a label on relationships? Why do we constantly feel the need to be reassured by the people we claim to be in love with ? Why can't we ever be just accepting ? Love is not about forgetting the world for that one person. It is about making the whole new world with them. But even before that, you should learn to love yourself in order to freely love someone else. Because when a person doesn't know how to accept his flaws graciously, how will he be able to kiss his beloved's scars ? We fall in love with so many people in our lives, we fall in love everyday. We fall in love with that stranger's smile on the way to the cafe. We fall in love with that kid's crooked smile who we will never see again. We fall in love with our best friend's silly jokes and our family's never ending banter. We fall in love with love itself, with moments of bliss and pain. The art of selflessly loving is to love, accept and complete yourself first. To carry your broken wings with pride and determination in your eyes. To make, break and complete the promises you make to yourself. To move, stumble, rest and make it to the destination. It is to love yourself fearlessly and to spread love and kindness. When you love yourself, you selflessly love others. Because, then you don't feel the need of someone else to complete you, rather you celebrate your existence with them.

Love is my mother packing my lunchbox just in case, even on days when I have team lunch in office. Love is when oldies walking together and holding each other's hands while crossing the road. Love is when my father's harmless bickering with my mother over who makes chicken tastier. Love is my mother's selfless way of loving and giving all that she has to put a smile on others faces

Love is my doggu barking at the top of his lungs at my father when he scolds my brother. Love is when looking at someone who holds her chin high after coming out of a toxic relationship. Love is dancing in rain. Love is when people irrespective of their religion, caste, sex, colour coming together and celebrating each other's existence.