Ringing in the heart

What makes our lives beautiful?

Is it just the academic achievements and the accolades that one collects?

Is it the fancy car you drive or the numerous presents you receive?

I believe it's the love that we receive.

The ability to find someone,

who loves you, despite being hurt countless times,

despite being taunted by endless memories,

despite being the giver for the upteenth times,

the ability to be loved by this someone.

Watched Marley and Me,

and an apt phrase kept resounding in my head...

"How many of us can find someone who love you,

despite you being rich or poor,

despite you owning a big or small house,

despite you ranting at him/her...

And loves you everyday,

despite everything you do?"

Indeed, who can?