It has been a long long time since I last wrote anything about love. But now that i feel overwhelmed I need to get it off my chest. I have been through pain and joy, some excruciating indeed, and some sweeping you off your feet. It is also true that I have built a foundation about love theory so firmly established through my own personal experience and through other people's experiences. And each time the topic of love is in the air, I never fail to take an unswerving stance upon that foundation before I make any judgements or give romantic advice. According to many, love is blind. Others say love means sacrifice, while the most daring of all claim that love is madness. At this point, I realize that people tend to paint either a very grim or a very rosy picture of love as a result of the experiences they have undergone, the experiences that shape and mold and, sometimes cloud, their judgements related to love. However, there has always been this nagging doubt inside my head about