Love is hard to define. From poets to psychologists to everyday people, there has been an endless effort to explain what love is. ‘You need to feel it, to understand it’, is what my grandmother says. Making things even trickier is the concept of unconditional love, which some say is the only true kind of love, while others call it impossible. Even I felt that in today’s generation ‘unconditional love’ is just myth, until I came across this story. Where the father disowned his kids and their mother and another man loves them all unconditionally. I really think it’s worth a read. Trust me, you need to read it to believe it and actually maybe feel it in a way. I did. See if you could relate to it.