She Loves Me? She Loves Me NOT!

this old stale story. what happens girl feels love for girl or boy to boy. We need that type stuff as we ot know. Other is too old stuff

Nice articile tough~Nice ideas~Well done dude~

You`re so right about how much the word ``hope`` actually exists in our lives. Hope is what many of us survive on, but I must say it may not be true that to fall out of love, one needs to fall in love again. If falling out of love is what we need to do, there`s a very simple solution... ``Accepting`` it is the key and the day we accept the fact that it`s over..we might not use the word ``hope`` too many times.

Momin:

you raised some questions that at some point or another - all of us think about. or so i believe. love is a strange bird. i liked the way you talked about the self-perception of love through various stages. as a child i too remember those amitabh movies and the ideas of `love` they planted in our heads.

what is love? we should ask the people who were in love and got married. i imagine the ones who are still happy have learnt to be patient and to compromise, and the ones who aren`t -- wanted `love` to carry them through. if so, is `love` really important for two people?

i think not, at this stage in my life, i believe `love` is all about `I, me and myself`.

a note about the article: you should have linked the feelings of love to hope, otherwise talking about hope is a digression.

as far as hope is concerned, my friend India is no different, it is only on hope that the world goes on.

I think you are just confused!
neways,
i like the way u write.

Too good!

``I wonder if you have ever had to wait. I wonder if you have ever gone through a time in your life when all you want to do is to lie down on the bed and stare at the fan rotating above your head; when you constantly feel nagged by the feeling of something soft and feathery stuck in your throat, and then very slowly and almost perceptibly, it slides down your throat into your stomach; when you wake up at nights to weird dreams; you look at things but you’re not watching; you hear words but you’re not listening; when you feel obsessed with thoughts of somebody; when you can’t bear the company of even your loved ones yet you do not want to be left alone, scared of the thoughts that would come crowding into your head; when you wish that you would lose your senses and your mind would go blank so that you would not be able to think; but when, of all the things in the world, you actually just want to lie back and think! Think, think, think_ over and over and over again, because that might be the only thing you can do. A single day seems like a lifetime; a whole week, eternity. This whole week is so terribly agonizing, that at the end of it, you are only too happy to take the blow and drop dead.``

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Everybody talks about love, yet nobody has a clear grasp of what it is.