Nonsensical on love

What am i trying to do? Am i trying to stitch imagination and reality together? I may tell you things about love, but you won’t be able to get it unless you yourself have been in love. The whole world just disappears and the one whom you love becomes the world. It is so fascinating, this process. In a world of so many people, a person becomes so important to you that it becomes difficult to breathe without their presence. You want to hold them so tight that they get into your skin and bones. Each and every thing about that person looks and feels so special. Being a physiologist, i can give scientific reasons for all this but why to ruin things?

Man wants to find out reasons for everything. I want to find out the reasons for everything. Knowing reasons as a race helps us in our development, and as an individual gives us an edge over others.
But in case of love, even if you know the reason, it is not going to help much. To love one must be able to feel. And most of us are capable of feeling. Some of us are so good at feeling that constant disappointments render us incapable of feeling.

We all want our paradise. But in hurry to reach there we board the train to hell. There is no one out there in the world made just for you, saying this will be a cruel and wrong thing to say. There may be someone just like you out there. But what are the chances they will meet you? Till then you will have to be with people, whom you decide to love, and do your best, and most of the times fail. Constant failures in love lead to a reluctant approach. And sometimes it’s not even love. It is just two people trying to act like they do in movies.

Love i think is a luxury, which is available to all in some form but to a very chosen few in all forms. The problem is the devastation which happens after withdrawal of this luxury.