The beautiful creatures frequently experience people `falling after them' as if they are black-marketing tickets at a house-full show. While the extraordinarily beautiful ones declare that there are people `falling in line after them'. The curious sort complicate matters innocently by asking awkward questions like, if there is something known as falling in love then why have they never know a term like `falling out of love?'

A little bird whispered that `falling in love' is originally a Maori term from New Zealand, where bungee jumping finds its origin. The bird further explains that people in that crude form of the now-modified sport were often seriously injured while the unlucky ones died on the spot. More or less, the same can happen to people in love, states the theory. Hence the word falling is conspicuous by its presence in matters involving Cupid.

The unsuccessful bird abruptly chirps in, however, that those who died in the Great Maori Sport were unlucky while in the Cupid affairs those who die dare the lucky ones. (We're trying to figure that out!).

In any case it is pertinent to conduct research on why the word `falling' appears repeatedly in the noble pursuits of love and affection. Cause for concern is that the present knowledge on the whole affair - pardon the word - seems woefully short of requirement. So if anyone plans to work on an `Encylopaedia of Love' or something like `1,000 Important Words For Those In Love' or something similar, then here is where you can start. Alphabetically, you will have to go through affair, beau, Cupid, damsel before you come to falling in the F section.

We enquired around and bagged a variety of answers. Here is a sample which censors allow us to print. Everyone answered on conditions of anonymity. Answers varied between a plain, ``When you fall in love you faint and fall, so the word falling''... to the philosophical, ``At times, in such affairs you can see your good life falling apart everywhere around you and hence the term falling.''

Well, here is an idea which we get confirmed from the experienced ones. No one falls in love as part of a Voluntary Plan or a Magnanimous Strategy. It happens abruptly. You-didn't-know-what-hit-you kind. So it is basically like taking a lazy stroll down a familiar road but unbeknownst to you the telephone guys have dug a huge ditch in the middle of it and you fall into it, inadvertently! Hence the word `falling' in love instead of `administering' into love (it's not a poison, or is it?!) or `planning' for love (five year-walla?) or `getting' in love (come on, it's not a trouser you can get into or get out of).