The Bengali Chic

How often do we undergo self-realization? For you, I don't know but for me, I try to self analyze myself every day as to how kind or evil I have been. And to my utmost truthfulness, it turns out that I'm a sensitive person.  I reckon how I've listened to numerous stories of other's success and heartbreaks. But very rarely I see people express themselves in words when they're in love. I find it rather foolish to define pain with such sincerity and just hide away the happiness and butterflies of being in love.  I remember asking my late grandma whether she loved grandpa (nana ji). And I was waiting for an extraordinary reply but to my surprise, her answer was rather very satisfying. She told me that she didn't find the reason to label the feelings she had for grandpa as Love, for it felt very restricting. She said, what she felt for grandpa was affection, care, concern, trust, respect, anger and whatnot. But despite a mixture of such feelings she was very well ass...