An Attempt
It defined love. yes, the very simplest of things defined it. Love is the transition from the scared eyed baby when whirled to the unforgettable giggle he slips. Love is the transition from anticipating someone's next words to buffering their next words. Love is the transition from asking somebody's food choice to pre-ordering their meal. Love is the transition from trying to change someone for our comfort to accepting them as they are. Love is the transition from getting conscious when he is around to breaking down in front of him in your worst. Yes, simple, isn't it? Stirred in the inherited stupid version of bollywood or hollywood, we all go find our prince charming, or the beautiful princess we always have dreamt of. We all set up standards for all the normal humans to perform very un-human (if you know what i mean), which the other party assumes to be their expectations. And when one doesn't come up to that mind set because of their own personal standards...