Ordinarily, when the word love is mentioned an instant smile comes to the lips, thoughts of roses and butterflies

fill our imaginations. Visions of kisses and h ugs in beautiful parks and picnics on lush lawns beside pretty lakes cloud our i maginations. We tend to interpret love in a positive light. we paint a perfect p icture of paradise! Love is complex. Hard to define or describe. It is a feeling, a language More like a strange feeling of helplessness, a foreign language we find hard understand. W ell, love is more like a commitment based on an attraction tide we cannot contro l. The real question here, is love the magnetic pull and emotional thrills or the a ffection and attention that comes with the attraction? Is it the romantic activi ties, the promises or the constant confession and profession of affection? Is it the kisses and touches or the smiles and giggles? Is it in the calls and visits or in the sex? Is love in the mutual passion or the endless desire for intimacy ? Love is basically hinged on understanding the differences, and savoring the simi larities. Love only works when you are able to blend the mutual emotional attrac tion with the behavioral peculiarities. At the point of intersection of mutual passions and tolerance enters ecstasy. Sm iles are like sunshine, kisses are electric, looks have deeper messages than ora l conversations! Everything is shared, that is the key that unlocks intimacy. Qu arrels are bound to happen but they are swiftly settled. The truth however is th at challenges will come; stress of work, pressure of dealing with friends and re latives, mood swings and also more of differences would be discovered. The abili ty to manage these external forces is the major decider of the sustainability of love. When feelings and affection run parallel to behavioral tolerance,there comes pai n and heartbreaks! The emotional fire runs out of fuel with time because boundar ies are crossed. This leads to some serious mental evaluation of the situation. Logic and intelligence step in the place of emotion, selfishness pushes aside th e initial oneness. Lingering grudges pile like heaps of debris on a construction site, soon the rot explodes and the effect can t be contained anymore. Pain comes a s regrets and lonely tears flow without control. Love has no formula. It is a responsibility, more like an addiction- you enjoy t he mood and endure or accept the side effects! The issue of experience matters l ittle because every situation is peculiar; the difference in time and personalit y means a new relationship requires a different approach. Love is like getting l ost in a fog, you head in blind and keep walking by instinct hoping the fog will clear .