What makes you beautiful

A Chapter by Maanya Arora

What made me love him, what made me drown. The melody of our love , is a peaceful sound. Parts of him showcase something , Which made him my everything.

CHAPTER 1
WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL-ONE DIRECTION
DEAR READERS, CLOSE YOUR EYES. UGH! STUPID ME. I HOPE THEY ARE OPEN BY NOW. SO, CLOSE THEM AFTER YOU GO THROUGH THIS PARAGRAPH. WHAT DO YOU SEE? DARKNESS. OPEN THEM. WHAT DO YOU SEE NOW? LIGHT.
SURPRISINGLY WHEN I REPEAT THE SAME I HAPPEN TO SEE THE IMAGE OF THE GUY I ADORE. IT TOOK ME ALMOST A YEAR TO INTERPRET THE REAL MEANING OF IT BUT NOW THAT I HAVE, I WOULD WANT TO SHARE IT. I SEE HIM IN THE LIGHT BECAUSE HE HAS BEEN STANDING RIGHT BY MY SIDE IN THE TIMES OF MY VICTORIES, I SEE HIM IN THE LIGHT BECAUSE I LIKE HIS BRIGHT SIDE. I SEE HIM IN THE DARKNESS BECAUSE HE HAS STOOD STRONG AND SUPPORTED ME IN MY STARLESS NIGHTS, I SEE HIM IN THE DARK BECAUSE I LIKE HIS DULL SIDE AS WELL. ISN’T IT WAY OFF THE REALITY TO ACTUALLY LIKE SOMEONE’S FLAWS TOO? HONESTLY PEOPLE RUN TO HAVE A CLAIM UPON ANYONE WHO IS NEAR PERFECT BY APPEARANCE BUT, DIGGING INTO ONES SOUL AND THEN ADDRESSING THEM AS ‘PERFECT’ IS SIGNIFICANTLY A BETTER WAY OF JUDGING SOMEONE.
SOMETIMES PEOPLE TAKE TIME IN OPENING UP, BUT WHEN THEY DO, A TREASURE TROVE REVEALS. ALTHOUGH I HAVE MYOPIA MY NEARSIGHTED EYES HAVE DONE A WONDER I REALLY AM PROUD OF. MY EYES HAVE SUCCESSFULLY EXAMINED THE SOUL OF THAT GUY BY GAPING INTO EACH PART OF HIS BODY. WITH EYESIGHT OF FAR MORE MEGAPIXELS (HYPOTHETICALLY SAYING) OF AN IPHONE’S CAMERA, I FOUND THE REALITY OF HIM.
IN THE VERY BEGINNING HE WASN’T AN OPEN BOOK TO ME AND IT WAS HARD TO KNOW WHAT HE WAS UP TO OR WHAT HE TRULY FELT ABOUT ME. SOON AS WE MOVED ON WITH LIFE TOGETHER HIS ENDEAVOURS OUT OF LOVE AND THE WAY HIS BODY SPOKE TO ME REVEALED IT ALL WITH TIME. WITH A WEIRD PERCEPTION IN MIND OF HIM BEING ROUGH AND TOUGH I STARTED, BUT NOW IT SEEMS LIKE MY SILLY MISTAKE OF CONSIDERING HIM LIKE THAT.
WHEN I SCAN AT HIM TOP TO BOTTOM, I SEE SOMETHING NO ONE ELSE SEES. PERHAPS I AM THE SECOND WOMAN AFTER HIS MOTHER TO KNOW HIM LIKE NO OTHER.
I SHOULD PROBABLY GIVE A TOUR OF HIM TO GIVE A VISUAL OF WHAT HE IS.
HIS HEAD, WHERE RESIDES HIS BRAIN DOES MARVELLOUS WORK DAY AND NIGHT. IT PROVIDES HIM TONS OF WAYS OF THINKING AND FINDING NEW IDEAS. HE IS A MASTER AT WEAVING REVERIES. HIS OPINIONS ARE UNIQUE AND OUT OF THE BOX. HIS BRAIN IS AS SHARP AS BLUNT KNIFE. I DON’T LIKE HIS BRAIN MUCH AS WHEN IT OVERPOWERS HIS HEART, HE MOVES AWAY FROM ME AS IF IT HAS CHARACTERISED ME AS A DREADFUL FUTURE SNATCHING DISTRACTION KIND OF MONSTER. HIS INSIGHT PACKED AN INTELLECTUAL GREY MATTER OFTEN TURNS ME INTO A SAPIOSEXUAL PERSON. I DON’T KNOW HOW HE DOES THIS, HE DOES THINGS DIFFERENTLY AND HE IS UNLIKE OTHER GUYS OF HIS AGE. WHILE OTHERS BE INDULGING INTO COMMON STUFF, HE TROD UPON THE ROAD THAT IS USED BY FEW.
HIS HAIR, DARK AND SOFT. AS I SWAY MY HANDS LIKE A COMB THROUGH HIS HAIR, THE STRANDS SING A SONG OF SERENITY TO THE PALM. THE BLACK AND ASH BROWN HAIR HANG IN THERE LIKE AN INKY WATERFALL. WHEN THE BREEZE BLOWS AND HIS FRONT HAIR FORM A FRINGE, HE LOOKS MORE AND MORE YOUNG. THE SCENT DRIVES ME CALM AND SOOTHES MY BUSY MIND.
HIS FOREHEAD FORMS THREE ROWS AS HE RAISES HIS EYEBROWS. EACH SIGNIFIES ONE PRISTINE AND VALUABLE THING OF HIS. THE TOPMOST ROW IS THE LONGEST AND DEPICTS THE IMPORTANCE OF FAMILY IN HIS LIFE. THE OTHER TWO OVER HIS BROWS DEPICT HIS CAREER GRAVITY AND ETHICAL VALUES RESPECTIVELY.
THE BUSHY BROWS AND BIG LASHES MAKE ME ENVIOUS. THE WAY HE BLINKS AT ME SHOOTS A CUPID ARROW PIERCING RIGHT THROUGH MY HEART. HIS DARK BROWN EYES GLISTER LIKE THE BRIGHTEST STARS. HIS EYES HIDE HIS DEEPEST SECRETS AND THE UPS AND DOWNS HE HAS SEEN. HIS EYES ARE LIKE TWO RIVERS OF DREAMS I WANT TO DIVE IN. HIS PUPILS TURN BIGGER WHEN HE GRAZES AT ME. THEY GIVE AWAY A HYPNOTISING EFFECT ON MINE AND ALL I WANT TO DO IS DROWN IN THOSE EYES FULL OF LOVE. HE IS DEEP AND I HAVE SUNKEN IN HIS LOVE SO MUCH WITH A HEART AS HEAVY AS THE ANCHOR OF A SHIP LEAVING ME TOO WEIGHTED TO ESCAPE THE ABUNDANCE OF THE LOVE. EVERYTHING THAT COMES IN THE SIGHT OF HIS EYES IS ILLUMINATED BY THE MOONLIGHT HIS RETINA PROPAGATES. HIS EYES ARE A REPLICA OF NATURE CONSISTING SUNSETS, HURRICANES, DRIZZLE AND WHAT NOT TO ME. HE DOESN’T LOOK DOWN ON PEOPLE AND HIS GLEEFUL EYES LOOK UP TO OTHERS WITH GRACE. THE TEARS THAT RARELY FALL DOWN HIS CHEEKS ARE HOLY WATERS I WANT TO TAKE BATH IN WASHING AWAY MY SINS.
NOW COMES THE MOUNTAIN SEPARATING THE TWO DREAMY RIVERS, HIS NOSE THAT I LOVE RUBBING AGAINST MINE.
HIS EARS HAVE AN UNUSUAL WAY OF LISTENING. THEY LISTEN TO THINGS NORMAL PEOPLE USUALLY SKIP. THEY DELVE INTO THE SOUND AND UNDERSTAND IT. HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHEN I AM DOWN OR WHEN I AM ELATED JUST BY MY SOUND.
HIS DRY PEACH COLORED LIPS ARE MY POSSESSION. I AM THE OWNER AND ONLY PERSON WHO HAS COLLIDED WITH HIS LIPS. HIS LIPS KEEP ME MESMERISED AND THE KISSES FANTASIZED. HE DOESN’T JUST KISS THE LIPS BUT POUR INTO THE SKIN AND TOUCHES MY SPIRIT. HIS LIPS TASTE LIKE A FRESHLY RIPPED BERRY FIELD.
HIS MILLION DOLLAR SMILE LIFTS UP MY MOOD INSTANTLY. IT SOMEHOW BECAME MY RESPONSIBILITY INTO KEEPING THAT RADIANT SMILE ALWAYS ALIVE AND INTACT. WHEN THIS SMILE TURNS UPSIDE DOWN I KNOW AN EMOTIONAL EARTHQUAKE IS APPROACHING AND THAT IT’S THE MARK OF MY FAILURE.
HIS TONGUE IS A MUSCLE CAPABLE OF WONDERS. IT DOES THINGS IN PLACES NO ONE ELSE CAN. IT HAS TASTED THINGS NO ONE CAN DREAM OF.
HIS HAIRY CHEEKBONES ARE A PIECE OF ART WHEN THE SUN CASTS LIGHT UPON THEM. THE UNDENIABLE SYMMETRY OF HIS FACE HAS KEPT ME CAPTIVATED. HIS EXPRESSIONS ARE EXQUISITE AND HAVE HELD ME A PRISONER. HOW WEIRD IT IS, I FIND DELIGHT IN TOUCHING HIS BLACKHEADS AND PUFFY EYES.
HIS NECK AND COLLAR BONES ARE AT PERFECT ANGLES. HIS BROAD SHOULDERS APPEAR LIKE BIG ARMOUR. THEY ARE ALSO MY FAVOURITE PLACE TO KEEP MY HEAD ON AND CRY. HIS CHEST ENCLOSES HIS HEART THAT IS THE SUPREME PART OF HIS BODY. HIS HEART BEATS FASTER WHEN I AM NEAR. EVERY TIME I KEEP MY HEAD CLOSE TO HIS CHEST I HEAR THE RHYTHM OF HIS HEARTBEAT AND ALL I WANT TO DO IS TO DANCE ON THE BEATS. HIS HARD BODY DOESN’T REMAIN SO HARD WHEN IT COMES TO HIS AMAZING HEART. WITH EACH PULSE CREATED, A NEW QUALITY GETS IMBIBED IN HIM. HIS HEART HAS ABOUT TRIZILION SQUARE METRES OF SPACE AND I FEEL ON THE TOP OF THE WORLD WHEN I REALISE I GATHER HALF OF THAT AREA IN HIS HEART. MOST OF THE ADVICES ARE PROVIDED TO HIM BY HIS HEART, HE IS A PERSON KEEN ON LISTENING TO HIS HEART BECAUSE THE HEART KNOWS WHAT WOULD HURT AND WHAT IS RIGHT IN TERMS OF FEELINGS. HIS BLOOD IS A PURE FLUID THAT RUNS THROUGH HIS BODY. HIS SINGLE TOUCH ON MY SKIN DETOXIFIES ME. HIS HEARTBEAT IS MY METRONOME. HIS HEART IS READY TO HELP ANYONE IN NEED. HE IS A PERSON WHO CAN’T SEE EVEN A STRANGER IN GLOOM. HE DOESN’T LET PEOPLE ENTER HIS HEART EASILY BUT WHEN SOMEONE DOES, IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO MOVE OUT. I AM LUCKY I LIVE IN HIS HEART AS IT IS A PLACE THAT MAKES ME FEEL SAFE, SECURE AND VERY OWN. I DO NOT WANT TO MOVE OUT NOW OR EVER IN MY LIFE. HIS HEART HAS SHOWERED LOVE AND CARE MORE THAN ANYONE APART FROM MY FAMILY COULD. I AM GRATEFUL TO HAVE A GUY WHO HAS THE CALIBRE TO BE WITH A GIRL LIKE ME WHO PEOPLE DON’T USUALLY THINK OF AS GIRLFRIEND MATERIAL. HE IS PORTRAYED AS A VIOLENT PERSON BUT WHEN I ENTERED HIS HEART AND SAW WHAT REALLY GOES AROUND, MY THINKING ALTERED. HE IS A SOFT-HEARTED PERSON WHO IS AFRAID OF THE HARSHNESS AND THE CRUELTY OF THE WORLD OUTSIDE, HE PRETENDS TO BE STRONG ENOUGH TO OVERCOME THESE OBSTACLES. HIS TENDER HEART HAS MADE HIM GROW INTO A PERSON WHO RESPECTS ALL. IT IS MATTER OF TIME WHEN HE WILL RECEIVE ALL THE HONOUR THAT HE GIVES OUT BACK TO HIM AS WELL. HIS RAVISHING HEART IS A MAGNET TO MIRACLES. HE DESERVES MORE THAN HE IS GETTING CURRENTLY. HIS HEART HAS A SWITCH. HE TURNS ON THE COLD SWITCH WHENEVER HE IS HURT. HE HAS STOOD TOO STRONG AND HE TURNS INTO A COLD PERSON WHEN SOMEONE TRIES TO TEST HIS PATIENCE. HE HAS A GREAT CAPACITY TO BUT CONTINUOUS PROBLEMS AND WHIRLWIND OF DISAPPOINTMENT MAKES HIM MAD.
HIS NOT SO MUSCULAR BUT STIFF HANDS HAVE ASSISTED ME AND MADE ME STAND UP WHENEVER I WAS ON THE BRINK OF A TERRIBLE FALL. I LOVE HOLDING HIS ARM IN PUBLIC AS IT MAKES ME FEEL GUARDED. HIS LONG FINGERS WHEN CLUTCH WITH MINE, A NO FRICTION ZONE FORMS. HIS HANDS HAVE BEEN ON MY SHOULDER, WAIST AND WHERE NOT, HIS HANDS MAKE ME FEEL DEFENDED. FIRM AND BIGGER THAN MINE BUT STILL SEEMS LIKE THEY ARE MADE JUST TO FIT IN MINE. SOMETIMES BY THE EXCUSE OF PALMISTRY I WISH TO HOLD HIS HAND AND STARE AT THEM FOR HOURS.
HIS STOMACH, SOMETHING HE IS INSECURE OF. ABS ARE SO OVERRATED, MY FONDNESS IS FOR HIS FAT TIRES. SO WHAT IF HE IS CHUBBY, SO WHAT IF HIS BELLY IS BIG. HIS CURVES ARE SOMETHING I FELL FOR. IT’S OKAY IF HE IS NOT MAINTAINED, I LOVE HIM BECAUSE INSTEAD OF HIS BODY, HE MAINTAINED OUR RELATIONSHIP. WHAT FUN I GET IN HOLDING HIS TIRES. MAYBE ITS BREAKING STEREOTYPES, FAT GUYS ARE HANDSOME AS WELL. HIS LAUGH MAKES ME CRY TEARS OF HAPPINESS WHEN I TICKLE HIM. SOMETIMES HE LOOKS LIKE A BABY BOY. HE DOES THINGS A CHILD WOULD DO WITH ME. HE IS NEVER TOO MATURE NEVER TOO KIDDISH WITH ME. HE IS A PERFECT BALANCE OF BOTH.
COMING DOWN TO THE PARTS OF HIM I WOULDN’T WANT TO SHARE WITH ANYONE. SOMETHING THAT BELONG ONLY TO ME.
HIS LEGS AREN’T AFRAID, HIS LEGS DON’T SHIVER WITH FRIGHT. HE STANDS UPRIGHT AND ENCOURAGES ME TO STAND TALL AS WELL. HE CAN WALK MILES AND RUN JUST TO BE IN TIME TO MEET ME OR TALK. HIS BRUISED KNEES AND ANKLES SHOWCASE THE DIFFERENT PHASES OF HIS LIFE. HIS BODY HAIR SEEMS TO TELL DIFFERENT STORIES OF HIM FROM CHILDHOOD TILL TEENAGE. HIS TOES THAT I HARDLY GET TO SEE ARE PALE BUT A WANDERER. HIS FEET WANT HIM TO TOUCH NEW HORIZONS AND DISCOVER NEW PLACES.
FROM HEAD TO TOE HE IS THE DEFINITION OF BEAUTY. HIS HEAVENLY FACADE AND CHARMING BODY IS ONE THING I CONSIDER IMPERIAL TO ME.I KNOW HE IS NOT PERFECT IN OPINIONS OF OTHERS. HOWEVER, TO ME HE IS MY DEAR. PEOPLE MIGHT JUDGE HIM OR EVEN MOCK AT HIM, WHAT NEVER CHANGES IS THE WAY I THINK ABOUT HIM AS A PERSON. IT TOOK ME A YEAR TO COMPLETELY KNOW AND UNDERSTAND HIM BY ALL PARTS OF HIM. I WISH I COULD TELL HIM WHAT A BREATHTAKING CREATION HE IS. THERE MUST BE TIMES WHEN HE MIGHT BE THINKING OF WHAT KIND OF A PERSON HE IS IN THE EYES OF OTHER PEOPLE. ALL I WANT TO CONVEY TO HIM IS THAT HE IS NONE LESS THAN AN ALMIGHTY SUPERNATURAL BEING TO ME. HIS EYES REMIND ME OF RUBIES, HIS TEETH ARE DIAMONDS, HIS HAIR ARE BRONZE LOCKS, HIS HEART IS A BIG SAPPHIRE AND OTHER PARTS ARE SIMPLY ONE OR THE OTHER PRECIOUS STONES. HE IS A BODY NOT JUST OF FLESH AND BLOOD. HIS BODY IS FULL OF GOODLINESS. I PONDER HOW ASTONISHING IT IS. IT TOOK HIM JUST ONE YEAR TO SET THE IMAGE OF HIM AS A CHIVALROUS MAN IN MY HEART, PSYCHE AND BRAIN . I DO NOT MIND TOUCHING HIS TOES, FOR I REGARD HIM AS MY OWN GOD. I WISH TO RENDER MY GRATITUDE IN HIS FEET AND SHOWER HIM ALL THE LOVE AND CARE IN THE WORLD.
-MAANYA ARORA