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I am so proud of myself. Not because i am talented or because i am smart. Not because i am pretty or because i am right. I am proud of myself because of what i am becoming. Because of how my thoughts are going. I am proud of myself because i can now be totally allright if even my bestfriend starts bitching about me. I can be totally happy even my day went bad. I am proud of me because today i have accepted to appreciate life whatever it is , whatever it was because if you think about it we have no right to complaint. We have no right to complaint about anything wrong that is happening in this beautiful beautiful world. Because today if you aren't able to appreciate its wonders, its only a consequence of what you caused to the nature. You have made her how she is. And she is ready to forgive you. Yes. She is ready to forgive you. And do you  even know what she is asking in return? Love.
All she is asking from us is a little love. Oh yes she has the power to change a Little love to a lot of love. But do understand this, all she is asking for is a little love, a little respect for what she is and what she was. And is this really what you are hesitating to give. The very emotion that you were gifted from her, are you really fearing to give it back? Then i am ashamed of you. And that is why i am proud of myself. To tell you that i am ashamed of you if you cant even show a little mercy to the world where you live.
Shreeraksha Naik

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