FOR THE LOVE OF"LOVE"

to all those people who were idle and prodigal enough to have gone through my previous posts; and quite unnaturally; expected a barrage of new posts from me; i am sorry!! it was an unintended extended hiatus- unintended i say, because i wanted to write lot of crap but somehow was not being able to do so(thank god for small mercies!!). lets move on,then...
of late i have been thinking...yeah, you read it right.. thinking!! the month is February and all i see is red all around me. they say it is the season of a virulent, contagious disease colloquially called 'love'. and the red does signify the sickness all around us. shops all around were and in some case still flooded with red medicines-heart shaped candy boxes, teddy bears with red ribbons, red wrapping paper, red boxes and red what not; and yes all this makes me see red, literally!! i mean , i have nothing against red; it happens to be my favourite colour; yet for this entire month i abhor anything that is red!
my general angst against red or for that matter against this market of love is purely personal. i am not going to lecture upon the commercialisation of love or for that matter the negative influence of western culture and other such redundant theories.it is purely what i feel( and most importantly this per chance happens to be my blog, so i am at liberty to write whatever i feel like). i do not believe that love comes wrapped in a box of candies or a teddy bear or candles!! it is not something which can be quantised into red packets and disposed and dedicated to anyone at will.i simply detest the fact people who have the faintest idea of what love is all about go gung ho about it.they believe that by uttering three words to someone they think is their beloved and roaming about uselessly and purposelessly and spending sleepless nights on the phone asking how the dinner tasted tonight makes them eligible to be preachers and professors of 'love'. blast them and their already blasted world!!
if i were to be asked what is my definition of love, i think I'll be stumped!! love,i believe,can never be defined. it is beyond the realms of explanation. it is an exalting feeling; it is that state of mind; i believe; that you wake up with every morning believing that things are possible, a ray of hope, an all pervading optimism. the object of your affection is not at all important, it is inconsequential. only the realisation that yes; this is perhaps what love might be is of consequence.this feeling is like a shadow; playing hide and seek with your mind; eluding at times then suddenly swinging in front of your mind. love the feeling; for it is akin to chocolate melting in your mouth,swirling with your tongue; giving you consummate pleasures!! love the feeling; for it is an intoxicant with an unmatched concoction to give you a perfect high.