Love is a profound and caring affection towards someone and the feeling that makes us forget the world and do the chores that we never wanted to and many more. It is not exactly the love but we're over-obsessed with the fanciful idea of love which provides us an escape from reality. When we are in love, we try to do the things as our lover or beloved wishes to, and thus, our decision-making skills transfer temporarily to him or her. So, in an attempt to keep them happy, sometimes we become biased and consequently our decisions too. For instance, one of my classmates stood first in the class whom my beloved didn't like at all and she was very jealous. She asked me to help her in using unfair means in the test next time to beat him and I did that, even though i am one of the most diligent students of the class. That's how love is.
In the name of love, I ignored the manipulation I was put through. I was too biased to see what she was truly doing to me, thinking that she loved me as I loved her.
