blinding eh

i have loved egypt dearly, or.. cairo specifically for those short period of 4years that i lived there. but learning middle east now academically..  i realise that ive loved egypt without knowing much about it. i guess, thats a proof love is blind? haha

i have always loved brunei dearly for it is home. for many other things. but as i grow up, as i see the world, as i learn things academically.. i begin to question my claim of loving her.. because i now realise how little i know about her..

is it possible to love something without knowing much about it? maybe. but if i truly truly love something, wont i go miles deep digging story about it.. learn about it.. and.. do something, everything for it..

(mcm minat artis, tau tu smua2nya psal dorang. berabut2 lagi kn jadi 'yg paling tau' psal dorang. bangga lagi jadi urg yg paling si tau)

i might have loved brunei (and cairo) for different reasons, mainly for the feelings they made me feel, for the comfort, for the joy they gave... for the pride that i feel being a Bruneian.. but perhaps not enough love for me to learn to the deepest depth about them and.. thats something i should ponder upon. if i love them, why havent i known them very well? 

am i just taking without giving? enjoying the selfish feelings i get? just.. taking pride of what they are (things we love)?

love isnt supposed to be always blind until the end, is it?

love is supposed to make us see things? to make us want to see, to understand more? and no matter what we see, we still love them, will always love them and thats where "blindness" supposed to fit in?

what?