Love Actually...

Love, n. That disposition or state of feeling with regard to a person which (arising from recognition of attractive qualities, from instincts of natural relationship, or from sympathy) manifests itself in solicitude for the welfare of the object, and usually also in delight in his or her presence and desire for his or her approval; warm affection, attachment. —Oxford English Dictionary

Yet even that larger conception of love is too constricted to cover enough, because Love is a kind of suitcase-like word, which includes other kinds of attachments like these:

The love of a parent for a child.A child's affection for parents and friends.The bonds that make lifelong companionships.The connections of members to groups or their leaders.

We also apply that same word ‘love’ to our fondness for objects, events, and beliefs.

A convert's adherence to doctrine or scripture.A patriot's allegiance to country or nation.A scientist's passion for finding new truths.A mathematician's devotion to proofs.

We thus apply 'love' to our likings for things that we treasure, desire, or fill us with pleasure. We apply it to bonds that are sudden and brief, but also to those that increase through the years. Some occupy just small parts of our minds, while others pervade our entire lives.

But why do we pack such dissimilar things into a single suitcase-like word?

When we fall in love, it's almost as though someone new has emerged—a person who thinks in other ways, with altered goals and priorities. It's almost as though a switch had been thrown, and a different program has started to run. No one finds it surprising these days when we make machines that do logical things, because logic is based on clear, simple rules of the sorts that computers can easily use. But Love by its nature, some people would say, cannot and ought not be explained in such ways!
" ...love has to be so,involving and general,particular and terrifying,honoured and yet in mourning,flowering like the stars,and measureless as a kiss.”
What is Love, and how does it work? Is this something we want to understand, or should we see such poems as hints that we don’t really care to probe into it?

“I’ve just fallen in love with a wonderful person. I scarcely can think about anything else. My sweetheart is unbelievably perfect—of indescribable beauty, flawless character, and incredible intelligence. There is nothing I would not do for her.”

On the surface such statements seem positive; they’re all composed of superlatives. But note that there’s something strange about this: most of those phrases of positive praise use syllables like ‘un’, ‘less’ and ‘in’ —which show that they really are negative statements describing the person who’s saying them!
Wonderful. Indescribable,------ (I can't figure out what attracts me to her.)I scarcely can think of anything else.------ (Most of my mind has stopped working.)Unbelievably Perfect. Incredible.------ (No sensible person believes such things.) She has a Flawless Character.------(I've abandoned my critical faculties.)There is nothing I would not do for her.------ (I've forsaken most of my usual goals.)

When we fall in luv we see only d positives. Suppressing our real thoughts n wandering in a dream world. We are equally apt to deceive ourselves, not only in our personal lives but also when dealing with abstract ideas. There, too, we often close our eyes to conflicts and clashes between our beliefs.
What does a lover actually love? That should be the person to whom you’re attached—but if your pleasure mainly results from suppressing your other questions and doubts, then you’re only in love with Love itself. But the thrill ends when u propose to her….it doesn’t matter whether she/he accepts or rejects…d moment its done all d excitement is over.

Actually a woman needs certain things. She needs to be loved, wanted, cherished, sought after, wooed, flattered, cosseted, pampered. She needs sympathy, affection, devotion, understanding, tenderness, infatuation, adulation, idolatry….now I feel exhausted. Is there anyone out there who don’t bother even if I don’t remember her b’day, even if I don’t pick her calls, even if I don’t take her to d movies……………..fill up d list
I hate clichés n last but not d least who luv me for what I am...
Actually I want to fall in luv again no matter how long I hav to wait for it!

The lighter side of life

‘Happiness’ – like sand on d shore is made up of many little things. In this fast n furious world, do we ever find time to observe ourselves or d world around us?Everyone wants to be happy….Now tell me what makes u happy?Does ur happiness comes within u or it depends on d subjects/objects surrounding u?A date with dat gorgeous gal, a movie, late nyt party, a chilled beer…………fill up d list goes endlessDoes money make u happy?Money rules – “I’m immensely rich beyond ur reach” (This seems to be d new mantra everyone wants to chant) Friendship, Luv, trust become immaterial b4 money. Money can buy u anything – dats simply d message every new generation banks n everyone holding that most deadly weapon dat kills u slowly – Credit cards, swipe it n forget or compensate it with a bunch of other cards.Borrow more than what u earn, spend it, n become a debtor – dats simply their motto. Now u may argue like its convenient, but u cant run away frm d truth…Happiness nowadays comes with pricetags…But jus think again do they make u happy? Or @ d end of d day u feel exhausted?Now let me draw ur attention to sumthin else okei?Hav u ever watched kids on a merry-go-round? Or listened to d rain slapping on d ground? Ever followed a butterflys erratic flight? Or gazed @ d Sun into d fadin nyt. You better slow down. D world is so fast n time is short…Everyone seems to be rushing….Whn u ask, how r u? Do u hear d reply? Well I’m fine(read it I’m not)Whn d day is done do u lie in ur bed with d nxt hundred chores running thru ur head?Ever told ur child, we’ll do it tmrw? And then in ur haste not see his sorrow?Whn we all run so fast we all miss sthg….Whn u worry n hurry thru ur day…Its like an unopened gift…thrown away….So all u hav to do is find happiness frm within ur inner self.In an age whn television screams for attention n films n reality shows mean more to people than anything else, can we still find simple wonderment n delight frm lifes little joys?The answer is yes we can…All u hav to do is spend sum time with kids. Tell them a story, don’t back off apologizing about incompetence or lack of time. Dig n delve into ur life, d family or even d neighbourhood n get set to spin a yarn! Rest assured its more worth while than speaking to an audience that quite often has cell phones eternally on d ring, incompletely stifled yawns, anxious glances @ d watch n ecstatic applause whn its over! Not always doubtless, but in situations like these u’ll sure yearn for a tete-a-tete with the young!