Random Rattling

~I was in 7th grade, studying in Delhi Public School, Bhopal. We went to Bandavgarh Tiger Reserve Sanctuary on a school tour. We were told not to use flash guns in wildlife sanctuary as it damages the eye-sight of wild animals. I learned it then and there.
I was in Bandipur Tiger Reserve today. I saw "literate" people using flash guns. I fail to understand that if a 12 year old adolescent can understand such a simple thing then why can't people elder than him can. (10th August, 2014)

~Yesterday marked the 100th anniversary of outbreak of World War I. ‪#‎WW1‬ is considered to be one of the darkest period in human history. 7 million civilians and 10 million military personnel lost their lives in a span of 4 years, which historians consider a genocide, because of human greed and hatred.
If we call the death of 17 million humans (which includes a majority of person who were ready to kill and get killed) in a span of 4 years to be a genocide and one of the darkest period in human history, what will we call the merciless killing of over 60 billion land animals and over 70 billion aquatic animals annually, just to give a treat to our taste buds? (29th July, 2014)

~I was in a train, sitting on the corridor seat next to the door. A group of transgenders boarded the train. As the compartment seats next to me were empty, they made themselves comfortable there. We all have been conditioned by the society to fear what is different. I remember well that 12 years back, I used to be very afraid of them. Being an activist for quite a while, I fear them less, but there was still some fear left in the heart of my heart. As all the seats in the compartment were occupied, the last one to board the train was searching for a seat. My bag was on the seat in front of me. I lifted my bag and offered her the seat. She thanked me. We had a little conversation. The train reached the next station. They were deboarding the train. She got up and gave me a smile. I smiled back. Before leaving the train, she told me that I am a nice person.
If a transgender find a rude person such as myself to be nice, just for talking with them nicely, offering a free seat to them and giving them a smile, one can only imagine what they have to go through in their respective daily life. (26th July, 2014)

~I was at a railway station. There was a mid-aged couple. The husband went to buy the tickets and the lady was trying to carry their luggage up the stairs all by herself, but with great difficulties. Seeing her struggle with her luggage, I went down the stairs and offered her my help. At first, she didn't accept my help but as I was turning back to return to my friends, she asked me whether I can help her carry her luggage up the stairs. I said yes and went forward to lift the luggage. She tried to lift the luggage from one side in order to help me. I said I will manage it all by myself. She insisted that she will help. I bluntly replied that I won't runaway with her luggage. Stunned by what I just said, she replied that she didn't meant that. Seeing her feel bad that I don't think that she trusts me, I said her not to worry as I myself don't trust others and do not expect others to trust me. She didn't agree to what I said.
In a world where no one can trust anyone, there are some people who takes pride in trusting others. (24th July, 2014)

~A child, who was chained for six long months, from the very day he was born until now, got separated from his mother, unaware of where to go, how to feed himself, whom to look for when he feel scared, closely escaping the grips of men who were looking forward to slaughter him for veal/soft leather.
Why? Because you wanted your "filthy" glass of milk (White Blood).
The whole scene was so sickening and horrifying, yet people who consume animal products (dairy/meat/leather) have the guts to say that they are compassionate towards other creatures and that their glass of milk is "cruelty-free."
I am happy that I disassociated myself from all these, three and the half years back and became Vegan. (5th November, 2013)

~I was wondering why madam #MarieCurie was so successful in her life and then I read one of her quote that, "Be less curious about people and more curious about ideas" and realised that the secret behind her success was that she was "CURIE"ous. (4th November, 2013)

~This morning I was wondering what to wear as today is Halloween and I haven't prepared any mask/costume for it, but then I thought why wear any costume/mask in order to appear as a devil/monster when my facial anatomy resembles that of a homo-sapiens, who by its very nature, is devilish, and who has left no stone unturned in order to bestow hell upon Earth. (31st October, 2013)

~I know many who loves to flirt with the Grim Reaper, but with all due respect, I don't understand why they make those, who share physical time and space with them and who do not loves to flirt with the grim reaper, to passively and unintentionally flirt with him. Flirting, as I believe, should be a private affair and hence should be banned in public until and unless all those who are sharing physical time and space, are all flirting with the grim reaper. (12th October, 2013)

~I am of the conviction that a teacher/professor is less fortunate than a coach in terms of the amount of respect they earn from their pupil. (21st September , 2013)

~I completely support all the fatwas that makes wearing burqa mandatory, but with some little amendments. Firstly, no part of ones face, including ones eyes, should be visible, and secondly, it should be mandatory for all women and men to wear it, because how else are we to protect them from chronic respiratory diseases, skin diseases and eye diseases, that are caused by amount of pollution and dirt particles in air. On a more serious note, one should be free to decide what to and what not to wear, and should not be threatened/pressurised physically, mentally or spiritually/religiously/socially to wear or not to wear anything. (19th September, 2013)

~While returning from University this evening, cruising over speed breakers, my wallet slipped out of my pocket while I bumped over one such speed breaker. After driving some 200-300 meters from that point, I realised that my wallet is missing from my pocket. I drove back to search for my wallet, but it was all in vain. Realising that I won't be able to find back my wallet, I thought that I will put a note in my new wallet reading, "Honest homo-sapient who found this lost wallet kindly contact the given no. so that I (the owner) can recieve it from you." But couple of hours laters, my uncle called me saying that someone had called him and that they told him that they have my wallet with them. I called them back, and they told me to pick my wallet from them. I asked them whether it would be convinient for them if come and pick up my wallet from them at that time or should I come in morning as it was already 9:30 and it would take atlest 20 minutes to reach their hostel. They said it would be fine with them. Now, who on Earth takes the pain of searching for a contact number in a wallet, contacting that person, asking about the real owner of the wallet, and returning it to it's rightful owner? Faith in humanity slightly restored. (13th September, 2013)

~I rather like going to an activism event than going to a party. One can attend an activism event wearing jeans, kurta, and sandal but in order to attend a party one has to wear all kinds of scandal. (20th August, 2013)

~[For the illiterate people like me who experience problem in dealing with Hindi, the board reads: Fortunate women are prohibited from worshiping in the temple of GODESS Dhomawati] For years I used to think that religion has been/is been used to subjugate women, but after seeing this board I realised that I was so wrong. In reality, religion has been liberating women ever since it's interception. Religion thinks that women are so independent that they don't have to be dependent on any "SKY DADDY/MOMMY" and their bollock rules or to bow in front of them out of fear or to follow their baseless orders, and that they are well capable of doing things on their own without the help of "SKY DADDIES/MOMMIES" (as if they really help earthlings) and so they have to be prohibited from worshiping, otherwise they would become slaves like their male counterparts following bollock rules out of fear of being send to hell and hence will loose their independence. I really hope that men too will be prohibited from entering temple so that they too can be liberated soon. P.S.: This is what happens when I am asked to give a visit to a HOLY place, because the negevity that surrounds the whole place infuriates me, and to lessen my fury, I start to dig into religion and find all such filth that sum up to become religion and documents them so that others can also know what they are following. (2oth June, 2013)

~On this day two years back, I stopped believing in Sky Daddies (Gods), "hypothetically", whose sole purpose for existence is to keep Homo Sapient out of hell and to show them the way to heaven. On that day, I realized that fact that the above mentioned hypothetical sole purpose for existence of Sky Daddies is all bollocks as there isn't any hell but the place we are living at, as it is surrounded by places called Slaughterhouses, which are no less than hell in any manner, where innocents beings are cold-heartedly murdered for apparently no reason whatsoever. Seeing the grievous scene of slaughterhouses and being petrified by it, I decided that day that I don't have to continue pleasing an imaginary friend, whose very existence is in question, who although called all merciful and omnipotent, holds apathy towards agony of others, and start doing things simply on the merit of those things without thinking whether it will appease God or not. (7th June, 2013)

~Disclaimer: This post may appear to be insensitive to many, but with all due respect, it is not meant to offend/hurt anyones feeling but to help make a connection with whats happening around us and how it is adversely effecting others. How proper would it be to mourn the death of terrorists who died while attacking WTC? Simmilarly, how proper whould it be to mourn the death of 200 chinese poultry farm worker who died during the recent fire outburst in the slaughterhouse in northern china? Still, our condolence are with the families of the dead ones as all life are precious and irrespective of what they did to the innocents, what happend was tragic. (4th June, 2013)

~Dear Theists, We humbly request you to find some good to do that will earn you a place in heaven as we seriously do not want you to "suffer" with us in hell. Much love, Your Atheist friends. (30th May, 2013)

~In early morning, the birds sing songs to make people know that it's time for them to meet the day and for me to meet the day's end.(24th May, 2013)

~Do you know what love is? Love is when the wheels gains RPM, when the power of wind is felt on your face, when you cut trough the traffic to conquer the ever diverging miles, when the speed of your bike encompasses you and consequently liberates you from the clutches of the world. Yes my dear, that is exactly what love is. (8th May, 2013)

~Earth ka kuch kar, warna unearth ho jaega. (22nd April, 2013)

~God's hatred for atheists overpowers his/her love for theists. The rapture that was supposed to happen on this day two years back was cancelled only because "the all knowing God" started to forsee that if rapture happens and theists are send to "the heaven", leaving all the atheists behind on Earth, which will make all the atheists eternally jubliant as an Earth free from theists will be next only to heaven in all matters of concern. Thus, in order to condemn atheist from eternal joy, s/he condemned not only atheist but theist also by not sending theists to heaven. God surely does work in a mysterious way. Lets stand in solidarity with all the theist as they have been subjected to an eternal condemnation by not been raptured and forced to share Earth (atheist's heaven) with atheists. "#Amen" P.S. Atheists are so selfish, if they would'nt have been happy on the possibility of a rapture, theist would have been enjoying in heaven by now. (22nd April, 2013)

~Had to drop someone to the station. The person said that he will drive my bike and i was like, "yeah, why not?" After driving half the way, he asked that how am i able to drive my bike as it neither have horn nor the brakes in working condition. I humbly replied that i am an environmentalist to which he asked that what do my being an environmentalist have to do with no horn and brakes in working condition. Well, blowing horn causes sound pollution and applying brakes reduces the efficiency of the bike, causing more intake of gas causing more air pollution. The other person tendered speachless and once again an environmentalist won.(17th April, 2013)

प्रमाण

जिंदा हो तुम तो कुछ हरकत तो करो,
अपने जीवित होने के प्रमाण पत्र पर ज़रा दस्तखत तो करो,
समझ कर मृत दफ़न कर दिया था तुम्हे इस शरीरनुमा ताबूत में,
अगर जीवित हो बंद इसमें, तो इस ताबूत पर ज़रा दस्तक तो करो।

दौड़ते हुए मीलों, ज़िन्दगी की इस अंधी दौड़ में,
चढ़ते हुए सीढीयाँ, तरक्की की इस झूठी होड़ में,
आ गिर पड़े होकर क्लांत इस वीरान महलनुमा खंडहर में,
अगर कुछ जान हो बाकी इस शरीर-ए-खाक में,
तो कुछ पल सुकून भरी निद्रा हेतु उस खाट के तरफ, ज़रा दो कदम तो बढाओ।

देख कर खुद पर सितम, अपनी आँख मींच लिए,
पा कर खुद को असमर्थ, अपने हाथ खींच लिए,
समझ कर तुमको मूक, वह ढ़हाते गए तुम पर कहर,
अगर बचे हो कुछ अलफ़ाज इस सूखे कंठ में, तो ज़रा यह दास्ताँ-ए-जुर्म बयाँ तो करो।

समझ के गैर, छोड़ दिया तुमको बीच मझधार में,
समझ के दोषी, बंद कर दिया इस समाजनुमा कारागार में,
अगर हो दोषमुक्त तुम इस नापाक समाज में,
तो इस व्यथा के विरोध में ज़रा आवाज़ तो उठाओ।

समझ के उसको अनाथ, वह करते गए उसका शोषण,
समझ के उसको असहाय, वह करते गए उसका दोहन,
अगर कुछ संबंध हो बाकी उस जीव-ए-लाचार से,
तो उस आलौकिक रिश्ते के खातिर, ज़रा विद्रोह तो करो।

पूरी करते गए इस दिल की सारी व्यर्थ हसरत,
और प्रदर्शित करते गए अपनी झूठी शान ओ शौकत,
अगर बची हो इस व्यस्त जीवन में थोड़ी सी फुर्सत,
तो दो क्षण खुद से वार्तालाप तो करो।

~स्नेह, ज्ञान और सत्य;
हर्षद गुप्ता

ज़िद है

ज़िद है खुश रहने की,
दर्द में मुस्कराने की,
खोए हुए को पाने की,
बंदिश से उसको छुड़ाने की|

ज़िद है स्नेह प्रकट करने की,
टूटे हुए दिल में प्यार भरने की,
खुद पे सितम सहने की,
और बदले में कुछ न कहने की|

ज़िद है भूख मिटाने की,
रोते हुए को हँसाने की,
बुराई को पराजित करने की,
शांति  का परचम लहराने की|

ज़िद है ऊंची छलांग लगाने की,
गिर के भी संभल जाने की,
चोट को भुलाने की,
मंज़िल को पा जाने की|

ज़िद है खुद की राह चुनने की,
और उन राहों पर निरंतर आगे बढ़ने की,
दिन में भी सपने देखने की,
और उन सपनो को पूरा करने की|

ज़िद है जीत जाने की,
और हार में जीतने वाले को सराहने की,
पर फिर से प्रयास करने की,
और कभी न हार मानने की|

ज़िद है खुद के फेसले लेने की,
और उन्हें अंत तक निभाने की,
उनके लिए कोई भी कीमत चुकाने की,
और कभी ना अफ़सोस जताने की|

ज़िद है तुम्हारी रक्षा करने की,
और इस प्रण के लिए प्राण गवाने की,
तुम्हे खुश रखने की,
और तुम्हारा साथ निभाने की|

ज़िद है सत्य मार्ग पर चलने की,
और मिथ्या को उजागर करने की,
सबका हित चाहने की,
सिद्धांततः जीवन बिताने की|

ज़िद, बस ज़िद ही तो है जीवन में,
कुछ कर गुजरने की,
ज़िद को ही हासिल कर जाने की,
असंभव को पा लेने की,
हार को मुह की खिलाने की|

~स्नेह, ज्ञान और सत्य;
हर्षद गुप्ता

Upon My Death

The day when I will be dead,

I will want you to remember what I said,

that I would much more like,

if you will celebrate what I did in my life,

than you being sad,

and mourning my being dead.

The day when I will be forever gone,
that day should not be your life's dusk, but be its dawn,
that day when my body will be nothing but a brawn,
in your heart I will want a picture of mine to be drawn,
not to remind you of my decease,
but to forever tell you that I always desired for your peace.

The day when the distance between me and the world will trine,
I will want you to know that your heart will always reside close to mine,
that day I may end up either in heaven or in hell,
but where ever I be, I will want that in happiness may you dwell,
and as when alive, I had always worked for your state of weal,
even after my demise, your welfare will persist to be my zeal.

The day when I will be dead, and you bereaved,
you won't have anyone with whom you can share you fervour,
that day I will want you adopt a being, who in this world full of people stays lonely,
and with whom your life will be once again forever be lovely,
in the form of him, with me you can share your love,
and you will be my agent of peace, my lovely dove.

The day when I will be dead,
every part of my body will became useless except my head,
but still I wont want it to go waste,
so I will ask you to cut it into pieces and to use it to enhance some non-veggies's taste,
or to put it in front of some natural beast,
so that on my body, he can feast,
because it will be useless for my body to be buried or be burned,
and by being someone food, some goodness for me, my body will earn.

The day when I will be dead,
I will ask you to donate the leftover parts of my head,
so the things that will become useless for me, like my eyes and ear,
will come into use of some unfortunate being, to see and hear,
and with those, he will be once again be happy and pleased,
seeing which, my soul will rest in peace.

~Love, Light and Truth;
Harshad Gupta

You May Forget

You may forget my name,
or the field, which was my game,
you may forget who i am,
or what was my life's aim,
you may forget my face,
or the city which was my birth place,
you may forget the things that was for me to claim,
or all those things that brought me to fame,
but never forget the things for which I stood,
even though you may or may not consider it good,
as being a man I should always be known for my ideals,
as these ideals are the one which take me to my state of weal.

You may forget what I said,
or whether I am alive or dead,
you may forget that we were ally,
or whether you considered me a wise guy,
you may forget whether we had ever talked,
or whether we have on a fine morning ever walked,
you may forget that I am your abettor,
or how I wanted your life to be more brighter,
but never forget that I will be always on your side,
and if ever you need me, with you on dangerous path I will ride,
but difficulties in your course is not what I aspire,
as your euphoria is all I desire.

You may forget what you spoke,
and how those words made my heart broke,
you may forget how wildly have you acted,
and how by those act, I have been adversely effected,
you may forget how you tried to got rid,
and how you left me in the mid,
you may forget when in my need, you said good-bye,
and how those actions made me cry,
but never forget that towards you, I don't hold spite,
and even in my low consciousness, I don't intend to smite,
and never forget that, for your deeds, you have been purged,
and all I want for you is that, may you be blessed.

~Caritas, Lux et Varitas;
The Unknown Poet.

When the words lost its meaning.

In the midst of the storm, stood I,
and tears came flowing down my eyes,
by knowing that it is useless speaking,
now, since the words has lost its meaning.

Trying hard to look into the past,
wondering what my memory will cast,
I saw myself doing a morning walk,
with a person with whom i had to talk.

There were lots of thing I was suppose to say,
before the very death of the day,
being uncertain that before the next day will dawn,
that person will be here or else be gone.

Despite feeling very meek,
I opened my mouth to speak,
there were lots of words which I uttered,
but out of them, was there any word which really mattered?

A lots of word were still left unspoken,
as if they would have had broken,
the heart of person whom I care,
and ultimately laying them bare.

On a contrary it would have made his day,
but still those were the word which i was unable to say,
as if I was surrounded by some fear,
as he was the one whom I hold dear.

Next dawn, I suddenly got out of my snooze,
with a very terrible and heart shaking news,
he was forever gone, never to return,
giving me sensation of a heart burn.

There were a lots of things I wanted to tell,
which now can only be done by a knell,
that I wanted him to be awesome,
and to make him blossom.

And to be merry,
so that his nights would be bright and starry.
That I only wanted to conciliate,
and never to repudiate.

But those are the words that will now remain unspoken,
making my spirit even more sunken,
and my nights much more dark,
filling it with a sound similar to hound's bark.

In the midst of the storm, standing I,
and still the tears flowing down my eyes,
knowing that I am still so meek,
that I won't be able to speak.

But I have to gather some dare,
to show how much I care,
and how much I appreciate,
so as to make him rejuvenate.

This time I had to tell,
as I don't want to knell,
and to make it useless speaking,
and to make the words loose its meaning.

Speak before it becomes useless speaking,
speak before the words loose its meaning,
speak before the very end,
speak before you will condemn.

~ Love, Light and Truth;

Harshad Gupta

Forgiveness, The virtue of the brave

"Forgiveness is a funny thing. It warms the heart and cools the sting." ~ William Arthur Ward

In our life, we often come around people who do us some good and quite often around some who do us the opposite. We are grateful to the first but hold resentment against the later. I have seen many a times that people feels it hard to forgive others. I tried to find what people thinks about forgiveness. It was astonishing to see that people believes that one should forgive the wrong doer only because nothing can offend him more than the act of forgiveness. I was not quite convinced with it so I thought of discussing the matter with two of my great friends, physics and philosophy. I ranged them up and made up a plan to meet them one good sunny afternoon.

I first discussed the matter with Physics to which she said that, "We should always forgive people and love them for who they are, no matter how wrong they do to us because sometimes we can't understand the motive behinds ones deed, whether it is for our good or not."

Physics is difficult to understand and so is the thing she says. I was not quite able to understand what she said as I was of the mindset that the motive behind anyone doing someone wrong is always wrong, to which she contradicted and said, "We always abuse friction for slowing us down and eating up our energy but have we ever wonder that if there weren't any friction, then how would we have been able to start up our motion in the first place."

To this I asked her that this might be the reason but why don't friction changes its form so the next time we interact with it while we being in our motion, it do not slow us down. She said that, "Every thing in the world has its limitation, and so do friction. Friction knows its limitation and also knows that after playing a role in starting our motion, it also have to play a role in stopping us when we need to stop. As friction knows that it cannot change itself spontaneously from a non-opposing force to an opposing force, it remains constant and oppose our motion, so that we don't exceed our limit in addition to getting stopped safely at the point where we need to stop. As we have discussed earlier that every thing has an element of good in it, its just that we are unable to see that good in it, likewise, friction also interact with us, with best of the interest of us from the bottom of its heart and so do other, its just that we are not unable to understand them." This statement of her was quite convincing but i was not fully satisfied so i started discussing it with philosophy.

Philosophy said that there are only two kinds of people in this world, the one whom you care for and the one whom you don't. If anyone hurts you then he must be belonging to one of the above mentioned categories. If the one who hurt you is the one you care for, then you should forgive him as you want him to be happy and his action should not offend you as much as his happiness should please you. But if the one who hurt you is the one you don't care about, then there are many consideration that we should think about before making a mind of not forgiving him. These are, why should the actions of the that person effect you as they hold no importance in your life, why should the wrong doing on anyone make you do the same by hating him and why should you not forgive that person, change him for the good as you are the one who will be on the loosing side if that person don't change.

Further, we should also consider forgiving people because no one is perfect in this world and the action of that person might be the outcome of the miseries that the person might be undergoing. By holding resentment against that person, you might increase the pain inside him which might make him hurt you more in the future and forgiving him might help him clam down. And after all, its you who is good and not the other one so you should always do good. Further, Plato has once said, "Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle."

In the end, i would like to recall what Thomas Fuller has said, "He that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself; for every man has need to be forgiven."

Always forgive others as it is no one other than you who deserve the peace and harmony and try not to hurt others.


~Love, Light and Truth;
Harshad Gupta

Delia apologizing to V in the movie "V For Vendetta"

Happening, for a good!

Sometime in our life, we ask "why me?" In our lifetime, some events go exactly the same way how we wanted it to go, but there are also some events which go completely the other way we wanted it to go and these events completely scatter us and we start wondering what wrong have we done to deserve it. We might have done something wrong to deserve that, but sometimes it happens to us even if we didn't do any thing wrong. So the million dollars question is why did it happen to us?

I am a lover, a lover of Physics. Physics is a great subject yet not easy to understand. So sometimes i take help of Philosophy, a beautiful sister of Physics, to understand Physics better. Being in contact with Philosophy not only helped me in understanding Physics but also helped me in understanding events, that take place everyday, in a better way. See how my difficulties with physics not only helped in learning about physics but also helped me in learning philosophy. (A proof that everything happens for a Good and every happening has a reason and a time.)

So, on one good sunny afternoon, i sat down with "Philosophy" and had a little chat with her. I asked her why do bad things happens with us. Her answer was short and simple. Her reply to my question was that nothing ever happens for bad, every happening have an element of good in it, its just that we don't have enough power/courage to see the good in it. I was astonished by her answer and out of surprise i asked her how can that be possible. Inspite of answering, she asked me a question. She asked me whether i know about CMS or not and if i do then what is it. Being a lover of Physics, i actually did knew about CMS so i told her that CMS is Compact Muon Solenoid which is one of the very large particle physics detector which detect extremely small particles like protons which has immense energy stored in it. She was impressed with my knowledge and said," we can't see protons but it exist and to see them we need extremely large instruments with great energy, as according to the law given by my sister "Physics", that to see the smallest of all things, one need to have the largest and most powerful of all thing. So every thing that happens, happens for the good, its just that we lack the power to see it". She continued," I will explain you with examples. Take case of Beatles, if they wouldn't had been turned down by a recording company to record their music, Beatles wouldn't had set up their own band, if Walt Disney wasn't been fired from a newspaper agency, he would't had started his own animation work, and the list goes on for ever. So the problem is not in the events that takes place, the problem is with us that we are unable to understand the good behind them".

So from that day, i have stopped wasting my time being sad about the things that didn't went my way, but started finding out the element of good in it by using which, i can benefit.

Love, Light And Truth;

Harshad Gupta

Love, essence of care!

Love is the most common word we hear. Many a times, we must have heard someone using the word "Love" for someone living (or in some case, that someone who is dead) like a mom saying to her child,"I love you", a child to his parents,"I love you", one friend to another,"I love you", a grandson exclaiming,"I loved my grand parents" and even a boy to his dog,"I love you". But sometime, we can also hear someone using the word "Love" for some non-living entity, like a student saying,"I love books", a footballer saying,"I love football", a painter saying, "I love painting" and even sometimes you can find me saying,"I love Physics".

As I have always been a dumb boy, I was unable to understand the meaning of love. So, I went out and asked the new age kids (not the "Indigo" ones, but the guys of my generation) about the meaning of love, to which they answered, "Love is spending time with 'Beautiful faces' that attracts us". But unfortunately, I was not quite convinced with the answer so I thought it would be better if I myself will try to answer this question.

So, I started my pursuit of finding what exactly love is. I googled love and the first thing I found about love was that love is an emotion. But this much knowledge was not enough, so I tried to find what is the effect of love on emotion. For this, I took help of Mathematics, one of the beautiful sister of Physics, and partially differentiate love to get what exactly love is.

So, what love comes out to be is like this:

Love is the beauty of your face. (from new age kid's frame of reference)

= Love is that we care for your smile which make your face beautiful (partially differentiating beauty with respect to smile)

= Love is that we care for your happiness which brings a smile on your face (partially differentiating smile with respect to happiness)

= Love is that we care for all those good times that makes you happy (partially differentiating happiness with respect to good times)

= Love is that we care for all those achievements of yours that makes up good time (partially differentiating good time with respect to achievements)

= Love is that we care for all those efforts put-in by you that makes you successful (partially differentiating achievement with respect to effort)

= Love is that we care for all that those requirement you need to put-in an effort (partially differentiating effort with respect to facilities)

= Love is that we care to work so as to fulfill all of your requirement (partially differentiating requirement with respect to work done by us)

= Love is that we care to love you which make us work for you (partially differentiating work done by us with respect to love)

= Love is that we care for all those people who loves you (partially differentiating love with respect to people who loves you)

= Love is that we care for all those care that makes people love you (partially differentiating love with respect to care)

So, love is that care that makes us care about everything that should be cared about to make you feel that you are being cared.

Now, this definition of love can hold good for someone living, but what about those time when we use the word "love" for non-living entity. For those time, we love something means we respect, care and appreciate the greatness of that thing because being with it makes us feel that we are being loved. Like when I say, "I love Mother Nature", I mean that I respect and care about Mother Nature because when I am close to her, I feel I am being loved and cared.

So, finally I got to know what love is and hopes that the "new age kids" can see the meaning of love from my frame of reference and understand that love is a very beautiful thing that can make us respect and care for every other thing in the world and which can make our world the best place to live where everybody lives in peace and harmony, being happy about other's success rather than fighting uselessly out of jealousy.

In the end, I would like to tell Holy Truth, Mother Nature, my parents, family, friends, Teachers, you, all living being and every other thing in this world that I respect you, I care for you and above all, I Love You.

~Caritas, Lux et Varitas;
The Unknown Poet.