Elegance

Elegance
By: Gagandeep Singh Vaid

"Believe in goodness and make it your very nature" 

Elegance is a taste. It's a well defined spirit that tells a person's imaginative brilliance. It can vary from person to person but its effects are royal and very poetical.

You can touch a person merely with your looks. A mood can move, it can swing. For love and affection can be attributed with the mannerism you carry yourself in. From your clothing to your simple walks and your expression of thoughts. All together showcase the person that is entirely you.

You may be in a state to define what you like on impulse. Similarly, you can yourself become an icon for many others who get to meet you. This can happen so, only when you are pure from within devoid of any ill-will or being very ambitious. You can't turn elegant in a day. You can, only if you like being that. If you like inspiring yourself with the beauty and colours the world is blessed with.

It's up to your inner tendency. Your call that you want to be distinguished by just being you. It's a wish to dress the best way, while putting the same clothes that you carry. It's an art of living. It's a creative energy.

At last you are at peace, in merriment. And you wear no clothes, you wear comfort in the clothes you wear. However, the clothes don't matter. Like it's pointed out earlier. It's your very pride, your own likeness about what you attire. Simplicity is what you can be said to be abound by, even if you apparel the most expensive gown. The thing is that it makes you feel good, it may be a temptation. Be it, at least it became a reason for you to be jocund.

If you are able to carry yourself comfortably then it means you are happy with life. It's a combination of dressing your thoughts and having faith in goodness while wearing your dreams in your moves. For that makes the person in you.

Just go with your dreams. And it's the act of peace, it's simplicity.

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