Love in France

I had written this article last evening on my way home but I wasn’t able to post it due to no access to net.

It’s 7.50 pm, I am on my way home but as I cross Place Wilson I decide to sit on one of the benches there. I take a seat under a pink cherry blossom tree. There in the distance behind the building the sun is getting ready to pack up for the day. On my left, leaving a few benches, sits a couple discussing something from a sheet of paper. On my right, sit another couple, too engrossed in their kissing to even notice that I am putting them on my sheet of paper. Across the fountain an elder couple walks home, hand in hand. Seems like the whole city of Dijon is in love. As I write this 2 pigeons appear out of nowhere and land in front of me. Don’t tell me these 2 are also in love....

The weather around, the calm chilly breeze, the setting sun, the trees with their new, bright green leaves, the cherry blossom trees all seem to blend with the environment as everything seems to be giving vibes of love.

In the next 15 minutes that I sit there, loads of love filled couple cross my existence. Some just hold hands and walk along. This guy keeps troubling his girl who just seems to love it. Some just cycle away into time.

Man y am I the only one not in love? I also wanna love somebody and spend time with someone? And then out of nowhere it dawn cracks, lightning strikes and my eyes open to a completely different world. I too was in love. YES guys I am in love too. Love all around me had finally gripped me.

Now the next valid question would be. In love with whom?

Thats simple. Love with the beauty of life, with this love filled country, love with beauty of nature, with the setting sun, with the miracle of life, with every creation that God so beautifully designed, with the breeze that races thru my hair, with everyone else who is also in Love.

Finally I found love too......

People say “ Live n let live”.

I say, “ LOVE n Let LOVE”