Sherlock Holmes

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If Sherlock Holmes was a gay?If one Googles one will get plenty of material on this topic.So basically google says that Sherlock was not gay.He was asexual,a genius,'married to my work', is what Sherlock himself says to Watson.But was it?No i am not going on by the Benedict and Freeman spirit.Because if we really think about it,then there are chances that maybe Sherlock was after all one.Sherlock is basically a product of the Victorian period,when these things were not kindly looked upon at all.It can be that Sherlock knew he had to hide it for which the best alternative would be to immerse himself completely in his work and then behave indifferently towards emotions.People say because Sherlock was a workaholic,the absence of work bored him so much that he rushed to consume morphine or cocaine.This can be otherwise.When he had nothing to do,he was reminded of his original identity which he could substantiate only through drugs.His liking for Irene Adler was because he got to see a woman who outwitted him.If one reads the original Conan Doyle series,then there is one particular reference where Sherlock compliments Watson as one gifted with silence by God,question yourself why?A vacant Watson chair bothers Sherlock,a married Watson sees Sherlock's frustrations on the fallen broken casettes on the ground which Sherlock says-'it just happened'.Mycroft sarcastically comments,'i told you,don't get involved '.There are just so many more if i bring out Moriarty now.And my opinion is that Sherlock was one and whatever he did to live by that identity or hide it,i respect him for that.I just wish you were real.

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