Love is a mysterious thing. The kind of love I suppose I’m talking about is that deep satisfaction one has with simple things. Joy, not just with one person, like romantic love, but the kind of love one feels after doing a deep meditation, when your body feels heavy and the mind is quiet. Then all the things around become more clear and I feel alive. But usually I’m rushing around and my mind is busy.and i think all this came after marrid do u agree with me