An Ineffable Sensation

Dear reader, if you are here for enjoyment and laughter then you should close this blog and pick another one to read which is more suitable for the light-hearted. What I would be discussing here is all about love and its aspects. Many would think that it is "old school" to talk about love but it isn't. Also, if you could spare you minutest time to comment about these matters, feel free to do so. I am in desperate need for one. Thank you in advance.

Love, when defined etymologically, means a strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties; attraction based on sexual desire : affection and tenderness felt by lovers; or affection based on admiration, benevolence, or common interests. It simply means, having an affection towards a person, may it be homo, hetero or narcissistic. Usually, it is "hetero-love" or opposite-sex love. It is an affection between a male and a female. For some, love is indescribable and enigmatic. For some, love is never bought or sold, it is given freely to someone worthy of. Some even think that there is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved. These are some of the descriptions of love by both men and women. It seems that love is a feeling that only a feeling can understanding. Puzzling though, yet, once a person experiences "love", every little puzzle piece in a confusing conundrum can be understood and be put in the right place.

As I have experienced, love is a terrible sensation that leaves your knees weak, as if I had been walking for days without stopping. Once in love, there are these electric shocks running through my veins like racing horses. I can never understand why, yet it is because of this simple word called "love". Simple may be the appropriate adjective yet, love is never simple: it is very complex. It's as if I am solving a dreadful 150-points Calculus test. I could even consider saying that love can really knock me off my feet! I've experienced that a lot of times and until now, it does. I would say that I am in love right now because there is this feeling which I really couldn't understand and it bewilders me until today.

Even though, love is a wonderful sensation, some curse "love" for making them dumb and stupid. The reason might be that they were to dumb to notice that their partners have been cheating on them under their very noses or they broke with their partners, simply that. Outrageous right? Anyway, some wouldn't believe that "love" exists because of the mere reason that they never experienced it. May it be that they are too shy to let go of their emotions or they are just desperate that they come to a point that they looked like voracious vultures eyeing on weak animals or fresh carcasses but enough with those so-called "vultures", we have to accept that there are still a lot of people that doesn't have the privilege to experience the magical effects of love and so, they have different interpretations on what love is but for me, love is a strange feeling that not even my friend, Captain Nemo, the captain who fathomed the depths of the abyss, could understand and apprehend. Thank you. Monsieur Aronnax.