Acharya Prashant explains that sex is one of the strongest drives and energies in our lives, and therefore, it represents our values all the more. The person you choose to bare your body to is the person that best reflects what you value in life. He questions the longevity of sexual pleasure, stating that it leaves you with the need to get a shower and a stained bed sheet. In contrast, spending a day and a night with the right person can leave you with something that might last a lifetime. True love, the speaker clarifies, always involves three: "You, me, and the sky." He critiques the transactional nature of some relationships, where one might use their degree, pomp, or money almost to buy sex for a night. This is described as using a human being's body, a woman's body, to satiate lust. When the questioner notes that love sounds like fun while this sounds like work, the speaker delves into the concept of marriage. If marriage is another name for long-term commitment, Acharya Prashant asks what exactly one has seen in the other person that is worth committing to. He suggests that the saying "marriages are made in heaven" is often used so that we may not be ashamed of what we have done. He explains that the experience of losing interest after sex is not unique but a shared experience because people are following common, shared scripts. This is a drama being played out over and over again. Acharya Prashant states that human beings are defined by their ability to choose, a burden animals do not have. The kind of person you choose for sexual union is a reflection of your entire life and all your choices, because the center of choice is the same. He asserts that one is not lowering their standards but rather displaying them. The truth is exposing itself in every sexual encounter, yet we close our eyes to it. The body disappoints because what one really seeks is something the body is not designed to give. He concludes that life according to Prakriti (physical nature) can be pointless, but life for a human must be purposeful. You have to choose to rise, not to fall.
