And a thought struck me. How many other things do we tend to love simply based on a variety of ingenious conditions? How many people do we have in life whom we love simply because they do us favours? And how many people do we truly love unconditionally?
The favours might be big or small. A patient ear or maybe an ocassional monetary loan or maybe fierce loyalty?
And the ones we love unconditionally, the minority, what do they expect from us in return of their love?
That was when I decided to get back to the book.