To love or not to love, this is a question. The word love is now associated with many things. One can never be sure if he is the one until the end of his life. I have long been trying but failed to find out what I should do while waiting for the one. Some advise to read and gym. When you get a body of Mr. World and a brain to match it, you will magnet men of the same kind with the one among them. Others suggest to work and earn, for in the end one can only rely on himself. Both points stand. Looks arouse interest and produce hormones. They form the first impression usually decides if you can get the train ticket to his heart. Even if you have got on board you could still be thrown out at the first stop if you are too far from what is expected with clothes off. If you are lucky enough to continue the journey you should also be careful for you can still be pushed out when it comes to the second stop if you are too boring to keep the conversation going on. Now the train roars ahead through ups and downs of life. If neither of you can afford to have it repaired or maintained when it breaks down, the train will stop half way. If you survive the breakdown you will face further problems like who should ride the train to where, what if either of you want to slow down when you are driving pass an attractive young man, what if either of you get ill, what if… You need to get to know, understand and stick with each other to get to the destination of love right through all these ifs. Since I had no looks or anything, to love is out of the question.