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 “How do you expect to ever find someone with such sub-standard table manners !” says the mother to the teenager after the poor kid burped his soda, launching a salvo of offended looks. Does that ring a bell? I danced my whole childhood to that tune. [All 30 years of it. In particular the later years. When I didn't even need the soda.] I never had to ask what she meant with “finding someone”, though it doesn't really go without saying : “Find someone? Whacha mean? There's always someone on the street?

Everyone wonders: "What is love?". So much that many don't even believe it exists. That it was invented by a Valentine-day shop-owner syndicate. This question will be answered below, along with "why is love", "why are we attracted to each other", "why we marry and live in monogamous relationships", "why the husband is always older than the wife" and "who bombed the world trade center". So you see, it's very much worth reading.