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Tender Love

Innocent love is best when you leave it and let it grow provided you care, nurture and work on it every day, every moment. But what about love in tender age, like in school going students, children's, who must rather concentrate on studies, have fun in life and of course enjoy. Contrary to their parents believes students are in love in a premature manner. Who would make them understand, love is not finding someone than fond by someone. 
Love, the trending school days word has hampered more with encouragement from peers and social media. Necessarily you ought to fall in love in your school days to relish the trend, failed to follow; you are old fashioned.  
What message has we as social beings, has imbibed in them to savour the school days, moments of Masti in school, friendship, concentrate on studies, set a goal early, learn new things or simply fall in love; that would perish with each passing hour. Infatuation, we better call it, an attraction at best. 
Television, social media, cinema has done his big part in distracting them towards not so important aspects in school or even college lives. 
Remember, if CEO of Google: Sundar Pichai would have wasted his time than he wouldn't be as successful as he is now.
Mitchell Obama fondly wrote, " Girls, if I would have chased boys than today I wouldn't have married to Barack Obama". Chase books than boys.
What parents can do?
Talk with them in a positive manner, give examples, let them know the consequences. Practice some spirituality, it helps to focus on the important stuff.  Importantly, let them know about what matters in life.

A note about love, it will come to be as you are don't force. Tender love is a mirage, fine to hook you and trap you.
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