Most of us love others and not ourselves, and I was one of them. I always tried to find love with others --- friends, foes, folks, everyone. But one bitter experience made me realise that I cannot find love outside until the time I don't have it inside. I realised how important it is too love oneself, which most of us don't do.
It's a simple and easy logic, if you can't love yourself, how can you reciprocate. I believe falling in love with oneself is the most beautiful and craziest feeling. It's plain and simple: Can't we love our eyes, which are so beautifully made and provides us vision; can't we love our smile because of which we can win over the world? Can't we love our legs that give us the freedom to walk?
It was rightly said by Mother Teresa, "When you can't love the person you see in the mirror every day, how can you love the Lord whom you have never seen?" Love is everywhere, nature provides it in abundance. When it rains, it's like tree tapping on the tune of the rain, and rain reaching the ground as if quenching the thirst of mother earth. It's like the mother earth feeling peaceful and embracing each drop of water falling on it and gives us a rich perfume of rain. It's like snow melting and god offering a moment of astir to every living being. It is enchanting and thrilling.
The beauty of butterflies leaves us wonderstruck, the dance of peacock is so magical and full of love, the song of nightingale is so delightful and pleasant to the ears, and the kiss of pigeons is full of love and indeed is the symbol of love. The moonlight has so much love and brightens us in the dark. The love of God is endless and has no parameter through which we can measure it. Love is everywhere; it is just a simple way to say, "Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder". If you have love within, you can see it everywhere; otherwise everything is ordinary.