Love is blind

   

        Love is one such topic that is endless. While eating at a restaurant on a weekend trip, we were talking about different kinds of people in love. Just then we saw a couple entering the restaurant. Hands held tight and the love reflecting on their face. Everything seemed so positive around them. Like flowers blossomed, angels flying around, fresh aromatic air that brightened up the entire place. They were lost in each others worlds and we were lost in theirs.
      Everyone around them stared with a smile on their face. He wispered into her ear and she laughed. He smiled too hearing her giggle. What was so special about this couple?
      Just then it was time to pay the bill. The waiter guided them to the door as  they opened their white sticks and walked, hand in hand, blinded in love.