People have lived for years without making love. Love is not that much of a necessity. It is a luxury, and it should be used as a luxury. It should be a rare thing, a feast. It should not be made routine; it should not be everyday food. One should preserve it for some rare occasions when you are really flowing, when there is a different space. One should keep it as a present for rare moments, otherwise life becomes very boring. Just as you eat every day and you drink your tea and you take your bath, you make love also. Then one finds it boring—everything is the same.
