Fallen Standard of Love

Upon request by my pen has ejaculated, once again! About the commodification of love....

I have witnessed the commercialisation of lust and infatuating commensurate desires. That explains the interminability of the flourishing business of hookers (prostitutes). Yes! People who can't afford the priciness of love, and the overpriced conditions attached to it tend to turn to chronic costumers to hookers.

Love is a feeling of completeness and having uncditional attachment to someone, but modern alterations have been used to mar the sanctity of what used to be termed true love. 
When I say modern alterations, I mean influences such as poverty, peer pressure, overambitious expectations, jealousy and envy, and sometimes pride; and all these defines what love in this era is.

For instance, some people absorb an inexperienced feeling of the love portrayed in movies especially telenovelas, and the ramification of expecting similar simulations, hallucinating ambitions and expectations is created and nurtured in others through socialisation, and acculturation.

To be in love is a detrimental injury for the financially handicapped dudes because love is now driven by showers of gifts and payments. Ranging from Independence Day gift, I'm-not-feeling-well gifts, Travelling gifts, My-friend-died gifts, surprise gift, even sometimes to I-missed-KumkumBagya gift... It's very pathetic.

Some of these materialistic mademoiselle have outstanding prowess in playing the innocent card by pretending not to be moved by money. It's appalling when women trade love for conditionalities and materials and be expecting true unconditional love in return..

credit to Ibn Do Gud
(The Wood That Sharpens Iron)

My pen shall ejaculate, once again!!!