My first love was identified when I was studying in class V. At that age, I didn’t know the meaning of love. It was one fine morning that I had a stage presentation in my school and I had a lead role in it. So, that morning, I stood before the mirror and started preparing for it. Suddenly I saw a beautiful image in the mirror. I started admiring it. And I realized that it was my own reflection. And I started to love myself. It was my first love. From that day I never felt alone. Whenever I feel lonely, I will stand in front of the mirror and I will talk with myself. No one can understand me better than my own self.
One day, after school, I went home and I was upset.So, I went before the mirror and I started talkingto myself. My aunt asked me if I was mad. I didn’t reply. I kept quiet. She spread this to all my relatives and they too thought that I was mad, they started avoiding me. But I didn’t take this matter as a big issue, because I know about myself. My love had given me only smiles in my face. I share everything with my love.Even if the world looks down upon me. I won’t stop loving myself. My love had given me only joy and pleasure.
Days went on, my love became stronger than any other love in the world. This matter had somehow gone to my friends ears. They too thought that I was mad and they started avoiding me. I felt very lonely in school. So I thought of taking a small mirror to the school and during interval time I would go to the washroom and talk with myself. That was my stress reliever. And we have been in love for the past 6 years and this is my 7th year. The world can condemn me but I will remain true to myself. I feel that I am the most gifted child in this world. My love has given me enough happiness in my life.
Learn to love yourself, admire your potential and believe in yourself.
Nithya Priya. V
XII B