LOVE- the mostly bragged and exaggerated word in literature, I guess. Even though this word is listened and used in our daily life in numerous frequencies, the word still carries power to stir up. The word is vulnerable to all kinds and ages of people and is mostly virulent to teenagers, (and in these modern days, it has even infected children). I respect the word in a sense that, the word has not discriminated humans into -gender; caste; race; religion; professions; country.
But, what is love? Oh, I will not describe it. Why? To tell you the truth I can't and even if I try it very hard to describe, people will always find fault in it. And why is that so? Its because love is a subjective matter and different people will have different opinions regarding it. It is intangible thing, a form less matter, perceived by individuals in its own way with its own properties. Well, that is not the reason I don't describe it; it is because it doesn't exist and how can one describe of a thing that doesn't exist.
The word which has been used since centuries doesn't exist. Many of us wont agree with my opinion. I don't want to persuade people to believe my view; believing in love has definitely some advantages. It gives you reason to be happy and what on earth would be more valuable than things , which though not exist , makes you delight.
I have my own reasons that make me to think that the love doesn't exist.
To begin with, I guess all the people would agree with me that- it is intangible thing; it is a subjective matter; and perceived by individuals differently. If these are true, then it must be true that love is the thing that we think we do. Now, thinking process is the one that is the most fickle thing in the world, that can transform and metamorphize within no times. i.e. the person whom you think you hate could have been the same person that you have loved or vice- versa. So, it is nothing more than your imagination.
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