In the midst of books, I have decided to blog.

Let's talk about love. What is love? (And no, it's not a song by Haddaway...)

Love is a force governed not by ourselves. We may fall easily in and out of love and we may give a host of reasons to explain for that phenomenon but in the end, if you really ask yourself "why", you may not be able to answer it. Physical qualities (such as "I like his hair" or "I like her because she is kind-hearted") explain only part of the phenomenon. I guess the other part is based on feelings.

Feelings. What an ambiguous word.

You feel sad when the person you love leaves you; you feel happy when your lover gives you a call in the middle of the night and says that you are the most important thing in his/her life. Love is never stagnant; it is akin to a flowing river. Both of you start at a source, where the water is still pure and fresh and clear. The love you all started flows; it flows through obstacles; sometimes the river gets narrower, sometimes when there's rain, the river expands. It will get dirtied along the way; muddy shoes trudging through your river will try to contaminate the water. But still you flow. And with time, the river purges itself of all impurities once again. The river may flow through rapids, waterfalls but eventually, like all other rivers in the world, it aims to reach the sea, where there are rumours of unlimited space and freedom. The sea is a vast body of bountiful love; it is supposed to be wild, untamed and passionate. But can your river reach such a stage of nirvana?

Yes it could. But like attaining enlightenment, it is not easy. Love should never be allowed to wane, in the same way a river should never allow it's water to fall below a certain level. Such a situation is dangerous, and the river might just break into two distributaries upon an obstacle and never be reunited again.

Let the river of love flood its bank. Let it bring hope and relief to the fields along the river. Let it fertilise the soils around it. Let it provide not just for the two of you, but also for people around you. Only then will people point you in the right direction. Only then will your river reach the sea.

Mr Black is a current undergraduate who resides in Singapore. This blog is a non-whimsical reflection of his life and the society in which he lives in at large.

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