friendship, love , beauty
Beauty is a characteristic of an animal, idea, object, person or place that provides a perceptual experience of pleasure or satisfaction. Beauty is studied as part of aesthetics, culture, social psychology and sociology. An "ideal beauty" is an entity which is admired, or possesses features widely attributed to beauty in a particular culture, for perfection.
Friendship is a relationship of mutual affection between two or more people.[1] Friendship is a stronger form of interpersonal bond than an association. Friendship has been studied in academic fields such as sociology, social psychology, anthropology, and philosophy. Various academic theories of friendship have been proposed, including social exchange theory, equity theory, relational dialectics, and attachment styles. A World Happiness Database study found that people with close friendships are happier.
Love ;: The English expression, “Falling in love,” is significant because no one rises in love or climbs in love. You fall in love, because something of who you are has to go. If not the whole of you, at least a part of you should collapse. Only then there is a love affair. You are willing to destroy a bit of yourself for the sake of the other. It essentially means someone else has become far more important than yourself.
Love is not a mutual benefit scheme
One day, a man named Shankaran Pillai went
to a park. There was a pretty woman sitting on a stone bench there. He
went and settled down on the same bench. After a few minutes, he moved a
little closer to her. She moved away. Again, he waited for a few
minutes and inched a little closer to her. She moved away. He waited
again, and then inched even closer. By then she had moved to the very
end of the bench. He reached out and put his hand on her. She shrugged
him off. He sat there for a while, then went down on his knees, plucked a
flower, gave it to her and said, “I love you. I love you like I have
never loved anybody in my life.”
She melted. Nature took over and they had
their way with each other. It was getting late in the evening; Shankaran
Pillai got up and he said, “I need to leave. It’s eight o’clock. My
wife will be waiting.”
She said, “What? You’re leaving? You just said you loved me!”
“Yes, but it’s time. I need to go
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