wHaT iS lOvE? Answered Here...

Weekend, It’s really boring in Mysore… to kill the boredom I was looking through some blogs, I found one post that most of the bloggers posted about is “WHAT IS LOVE ?”. I found Sheetal’s attempt on the topic is really interesting, even the comment for the post by “PRT” (usually I use this acronym for my name… n donno know who’s this guy, but sounds interesting).

With no further delay, let’s check what’s cooking in mY mAD MInd …
Love, sounds heavy? Quite natural. For a change, why not dig into the more mushy affairs of the heart. Ever tried to define love? Not that it matters, since love is one of the most incomprehensive of emotions. Yet it’s probably worth a try to come up with some of the cliched definitions of love. The collection of definitions is certainly not original; on the contrary it is a collective expression of many experiences of multiple people across a timescape.

Love is daring to dream the impossible dream and believing that it will come true. (Time to go to bed)
Love is the act of giving unconditionally without expecting anything in return.
Love is knowing when to speak and when to keep silent
Love is when silence speaks louder than words
Love is letting go of someone, but never giving up on him/her
Love is having the courage to say you are sorry
Love is never having to say Sorry but meaning it nevertheless
Love is about forgiving even before hearing the word sorry
Love is about accepting someone for whom he/she is and not what you want him/her to be
Love is about changing yourself not because someone asks you to, but because you want to
Love is about daring to trust someone with your darkest fears and deepest secrets
Love is overcoming the fear of loss ( Aaj Pooja kal koi dooja ! )
Love is an act of faith (I remember that one of my friend’s GF had seven affairs apart with him that really act of faith ;-). )
Love is the only war that one can lose and yet be as happy the winner

Wow! enough of mushiness let the posts begin :)
When you fall in love, it is temporary madness. It blows your top like an earthquake and then collapses. And when it collapses you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so knotted together that is inconceivable that you should ever part. ’Coz this is what love is, love is not breathlessness, it’s not the excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day .It is not lying awake in the night, imagining that he/she is kissing every part of your body. Noooo… don’t blush.
Do I sound like a 60 year old granny giving advice to teenagers? Naaaaaaa…………