Love is whatever but we must have it.
Bees with stings can not keep us off a honeycomb.
Our long distant relation bit off a chunk of the Apple.
And the lust has passed on to us through ages.

Animals, inferior or superior, must love
to figure out that they are nothing but animals.
Love is must to prove that we are better than objects.
Not much is known about the love of trees and insects.

Love is whatever but we must have it.
Our brain has a ready software for this.
Our heart has a ready microchip in it.
And our physique has ready hardware.

PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

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