Different aspect to life..

Respect others skills and their virtues. Their flaws too. Respect their thoughts. Let them finish what they are saying, don’t interrupt, don’t be dismissive. Try to understand what they’re getting at. Let them be who they are. I am convinced that people are exactly as judgmental about themselves as they are about others. Find the value in others, or you will never see it in yourself. Forget the ways in which you would like other people to be different. Forgive them, and forgive yourself. Forgive yourself every time you wake up, and every time you go to bed. Forgive yourself every time you screw up.

Respect the world around you. The spectacles, the scenes, the details. Respect buildings and the people who built them. Respect businesses and the people who run them. Respect the trees. Respect the tiny, yellow-flowered weed that vehemently persists in thrusting itself up through the cracks in the sidewalk. It invests all its energy in growing, and it absolutely insists on being itself.

Love is picking up the dumbells the moment you start making excuses. Love is doing your scariest task first thing in the morning.

It’s not quitting early and treating yourself to a beer.  It’s not telling yourself it’s okay for your apartment to be a pigsty.

There is a choice in every moment, between acting out of love, or out of fear.  At any instant, you can stop and look at the moment, and it is clear which action is which.  You will make a habit out of choosing one or the other.

You won’t be able to have respect if you do not make a habit of recognizing value.  There is value in every person, object, place and moment, but you may miss it if you hold faults to be more important.

Find the endless value in the world around you, and it will be easy to find the endless value in yourself. Eventually you will no longer see a difference between the two.

Just a different aspect to life.

Until next time….

Imperfectly perfect…

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True love doesn’t come by finding the perfect person, But by learning to see imperfect person perfectly.

I have one such imperfect person in my life who loves me, cares for me, adores me, brings out the child in me, irritates me, drives me crazy, makes me angry sometimes even makes me feel like kicking him . But I cant imagine a single day waking up in the morning without him by my side.

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Somehow in all the imperfections I feel LIFE is just perfect.

So how’s your imperfectly perfect life.

Until next time…..

LOVE…..

Love- a widely misunderstood yet highly desirable malfunction of heart which weaken the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and lips to pucker.

I don’t pretend to know wht love is for everyone; I can only tell you what’s it’s for me. Love is knowing all about someone and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them to tell them everything about you ( even your darkest secrets) without feeling ashamed, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they enter the room and smile and you.

Everyone says you only fall in love once for me everything I look at him and I fall in love with him all over again and that’s my friend is love.

My favourite quote for love— I love you for not what you are but for what I am when I am with u