Love has never happened to me…surprising but true! I still believe
that love would make me weak in my knees…would overwhelm me…would give me a
sense of fulfillment. But this has never happened…So if you think I am not good enough
to write about LOVE, guess you are right. But I think I could definitely share
my perspective of love or rather what my idea day of love would be for me…so
here I go!
To be able to understand without being expressed, to feel
beautiful in the eyes of your lover even if you are in your shorts and T-shirt,
to able to feel the pain without experiencing it, to be able to have a conversation
without talking, to be able to enjoy each other’s company even without saying a
single word, to be able to love the mischief even though it is annoying and
last but not the least to ACCEPT despite all the flaws is LOVE for me.
Having said this, a perfect day of love for me would begin
with lazing next to my LOVE in bed and saying good morning with a peck without
bothering about the plaque or bad breadth. This could follow with seeing a big
bouquet of red roses on the bed with a post it (meet me at the balcony) when I come out of the shower. Then sharing a
big break-fast from one plate feeding each other, preferably on a balcony
facing the sea! When I finish and go for a change (a beautiful dress in my
wardrobe with I want to see you in this in the evening tag – and of course I
love you written). Later, indulge in some good couple activities which gives
both adventure and fun, although I would rather love to go on a yacht alone in
the sea just the two of us, but since I don’t know to swim, I’d rather keep it
on land ;)
An evening would be going for a good ride on a bike to a destination
unknown..like riding forever letting the breeze sink into my hair. But hey, it
would be to a place where I love, a place where there are flowers around, a
beautiful garden with a water fall or a pond with happy faces everywhere. We
walk hand in hand on the paths in this garden laughing away and looking at
happy faces. Sit on a bench snuggled in each other’s arms. Leave when it is night fall. Slip in to the
beautiful dress he gifted and go on a long drive to a place where we can see
the clear sky and the moon light. Sit on the bonnet of the car and watch it
with awe. We get into a conversation of how beautiful this is and he pops the
QUESTION, I smile and say YES.
In a nutshell, my ideal day of love would be when I find
SOMEONE’s hand that FIT’S MINE.
