Love is......

Sitting through a (entire!) match of cricket just to give him company in spite of not being a fan of the game.

Changing the baby’s (yuxtremely dirty) diaper, thus allowing your partner to catch up on some much needed rest (and beauty sleep, of course).

Surprising her with flowers on reaching home from work even if you don’t give a damn about flowery stuff.

Staying back home to cook his favorites when you could have danced attendance at a kitty party.

Coming home to find dinner ready with all the after-work done......no dirty dishes in the sink, no mess to clean up, and most importantly no immediate-after-work-at-home responsibilities.

Switching off TV when you need to talk something important.

Massaging sore feet in the middle of night just because she’s too far gone to reach her toes, or too tired to care about herself.

Nodding your head sagely at every pause in the (one-way?) conversation even if you don’t understand a word of the prattle.

Finding yourself covered by a warm blanket when you had fallen asleep on the couch during one of those winter nights.

Offering a shoulder to cry when you feel like throwing up your hands in despair yourself.

To feel protective (and possessive) towards that special someone.

A bit of care, a bit of chemistry.

A dash of romance, a measure of practicality.

Some meaningful gestures, some more meaningful silences.

Perhaps..... love is not about one single day, or saying the right words after all......