This question has haunted me for years now. what is love ? Everyone tells us that it is being happy in someone else's happiness, it is accepting someone as they are. Love is imperfect, it's imbecile , It's sane and insane and could be counted on fingers. No, It can't be counted though but it can be measured as in the depth of your heart.
Everyone told me how to find love, With this advice , seek love as it is seeking you. okay ! I agreed and did as adviced, Seems like it is seeking me in some parallel universe.
So I stopped.
But after giving it no serious thought for past few years , Today out of a halo I learnt what love is.
Love is breath. Before you assume what's new in my argument ! Let me tell you this theory I came up today at 4.30pm.
Love means the air in your lungs which can't be expelled. It doesn't matter if you do/don't pay attention to it. It will remain there.
Few years back In biology class I learnt about the residual air that remains in the lungs and that's what I say is love. That air is present even though you slowly inhale or quickly exhale. The momentum of your breathing has no impact on it. There is no if or but about its existence . It remains unchanged irrespective of the lungs volume . It just is. Until one day you realise that it is at the verge of leaving your organs. That day is the day when you truly understand that with it gone, you will stop existing.