Yes I am fond of the sweet romantic English movies where unlike Bollywood movies Love is not portrayed as a sudden twist which destroys the overall peace of humanity, but, rather as a sweet affection which is borne out of nothing but enraptures the entire universe with its simplicity and pureness.
In the journey of my so called “boring” life I happened to meet many couples who claim to be madly and deeply in love with each other. Some were ready to climb the mountains and swim through the ocean to demonstrate the power of their love while few others would be the less vocal couples who would only come out in the open when you see the “Relationship” status update on their facebook wall post. There were few who remained limited to the college “khopchas” in the hope of never meeting each other beyond the 4 years of college life, while others who happily tied the knot thereafter. So, I was quite accustomed to this “Love Happens” theory but never did I feel a slight tinge of the Hollywood romance in there.
It happened however that I met 2 people who changed the way I perceived Love. So there was this guy, tall, thin, wheatish complexion, supporting a thin beard with short kempt hair. He had small, rather drooping eyes which never seemed to see the light of the day. Overall he wasn’t whom you would call “handsome” but yes was decent enough to strike a conversation with and be friendly. Then there was this girl, tall, thin and dusky white. She was what we call an Indian beauty with perfect features bestowed upon her. She would often sport specs and wear a lanky salwar suit with unmatched heels, almost all of which would be the sport shoes. So, overall she was the “beautiful” but the unmannered one whom you would very often notice caching people’s attention. Only God knows how did both of them struck a chord, but I am glad that they did.
Even before they were in a formal relationship it would often occur to me, “Why aren’t they together”? Such was the chemistry between them. I would often sit and observe both of them; no, not that I was a stalker, I somehow happened to be their best friend. So I was kind of rooted to them and thus carried both the advantages and disadvantages with me. Advantage for myself, as I could see and admire the beauty of their being togetherness and disadvantage for them as I was kind of always stealing their privacy. Nevertheless they still love me. So yes I was talking about Love that brought me talking about both of them on my blog. I would first begin with the stealing glances sessions wherein I would spot them talking silently with each other. Often the stare would be something which would make me feel that no other existed for them, except themselves. Then the longing to meet each other every time, to be together, with each other: Yes there were sessions in which I wasn’t a part of but I was more or less aware of them, infact always aware of them. Both of them made me realize how lucky do they feel being together. Every moment spent with them would bring new instants to cherish for. Every day which they spent was like a precious moment which they wanted to never end. And yet even after all these I never felt the cheesiness which could often be spotted in young couples. They were together and open about it.
Oh yes, life was not all happy go lucky for them. And like all Hindi movies drama they too faced turbulence all over, family, job, education, long distance etc. There would be times when one of them would act mature and talk about the future which was far off and kind of didn’t seem to exist for them. Then there would be phases wherein they couldn’t talk or meet for like weeks even months. Virtual breakups and emotional atyachaar always accompanied them. But even after all these, there would be one day in the month, the only day when no matter what they would cherish their being togetherness. The perks for me?? I would get a nice treat on this very day every month.
I have seen them in all phases, the “happiness” one when they were together, the “troubled” one when things were not working out, the “sad” ones when life seemed to go nowhere and the “difficult” ones when nobody could decide what should be the next step. Yet they seemed to hold on and coexist.
I could write a book on them and yet I wouldn’t be able to express the deep desire they felt for each other and the hassle they have gone through to keep this alive. So, when she was finally flying off the coast, and he had travelled 1000 miles just to spent those last 2-3 hours with her with the knowledge that this might even be their last time together, I knew that this is something which is the “Hollywood Love” I had always dreamt of!!!