MY THOUGHTS: MY DIARY: AM I BEAUTIFUL.....?

MY THOUGHTS: MY DIARY: AM I BEAUTIFUL.....?: This phrase we come across many times...but its always asked a question? Why does this question arise...? Don't you know yourself...

MY DIARY: AM I BEAUTIFUL.....?

This phrase we come across many times...but its always asked a question?
Why does this question arise...?
Don't you know yourself..why aren't you beautiful or why are you beautiful..?
I haven't read any definition as of yet as to what being beautiful is like.
According to me God made us all beautiful or ugly ..and all of the same kind,
Why would he make a difference in his  own creation.
I believe its we who have drawn these lines of beautiful and ugly.
I am not beautiful if I am not the one who believes the nature and always think that man is above the nature.
No I am not ugly because God has bestowed upon me the best qualities of being humble, of being, humane, of being caring and loving.
If I wasn't beautiful then how could I bend down to pick up someone who has just fallen down , and how could  I have made the best friends I have made If I wasn't beautiful.
They love me for what I am , they love me for the way I am and hence I am beautiful in my own way.

Beauty isn't mind, beauty isn't mind , and beauty isn't talent or wealth .Beauty is of the soul and of the heart you have .
I have beautiful heart and soul if  I help others , if I make someone laugh, if I love someone, if I I care for others...need not this be the definition of being beautiful.
All is better if  I have love to be myself and not the one who I customized as per your wish.Then I will not be that beautiful as essentially as I should have been.
Beauty is the word associated with my soul and with your soul.
Now if I make you happy am I beautiful...? ....certainly not because if I am not happy to make you happy then I am not being beautiful.
To be beautiful is to smile with a smiling heart ...your heart and my heart smiling at the sunrise and at the sunset.
Beautiful things are made by God not humans. And If I don't smile seeing his beautiful creation when a small flower blooms ,the sky when the drop of rain touches my face I am certainly not seeing beautiful things around me..
Carry on the life being grumbling about heaven ...and not touching the wet sand on the blue sea to know what heavens feel like...
to be continued.....surely because its not yet over...