Love is like a wind which nobody has seen or touched. It does not depend on any desires for fulfillment of one's wishes. It can come in any form but one can not see it physically.. Like the way, we cannot touch, smell or portrait the picture of God, it’s the same love can only be felt, its divine line the truth “God”. God is a word, a faith which carries with itself the faith, the trust, the purity which will never vanish, will never become empty, it will never die even if the world gets destroyed on the fragrance of which shall never fade. Without love life is dead, even if you are alive but have no smile on your face, no body to share your sorrows and wipe your tears, if you do not have somebody who can walk along with you on the stairs of life with equal responsibility and care for you, precisely if nobody is there to love you, to care for you then life is broadly – “Nothing”.