What a love story

There is this man who watched “Life is beautiful” and cried profusely and trying vehemently not to be heard in the New Delhi auditorium with a dear friend who thought this man was a very tough guy with a demeanor to match this impression.

While sat in a dark rainy night in July perched by the window sill with a profusely emotional memory he thought why he cried so much and so hard …no answers, “as if someone had died he might have thought at that time , someone dearly close…snatched away with such brutality ..” no , no, many years later in London comes the inner voice, “he actually experienced true love”, such pure emotions move you, such tender emotions survive even the nadir.

That’s why they say I guess, Love is god, because it is so bold yet so tender, can be tested by anybody but never leaves the two in love I guess.

Guy meets a girl in the most unusual of circumstances thinks nothing of the girls dilated pupils at he first sight and shrugged it off , thinking “ it was what it was but it couldn’t be what I thought”, or oh really who are you trying to kid. The charm and the grace just washes over the existence of this man and the heart just gives way to be completely devoured by that kind heart and that most softest voice, as reassuring and as comforting as his mother.

What follows just flows like a poetry, the girl just melts in his arms when sat under a tree in pragati maidan or the old fort garden, and boy just gets his heaven more than once in a day , what a fortunate creature, so dear was this to both that they would travel distances to see the slightest glimpse of each other.
What can a man give to a woman; true love and what can a woman give to a man, just unmatched love. This was just so good that neither wanted it to end but it was to end. As true and pure just isn’t available to us mortals any more in these times of pure physical relations. They use to be though, when a certain Shahjahan actually must have experienced it the similar way and got to keep experiencing it for 14 years and lost it as a sudden torrent swept thru, but I guess that’s why he built the Taj Mahal, just to remember what his beloved was to him, the physical manifestation of his love, but there could only be one Taj, what does this man do? , I guess be like the Taj.

What happened that night was to remember etched in the memory till after 10 years. The train was due to depart at 21:30 hours, the coach was S2 where the light of this man’s life was sat to leave his life and enter a new life. A heart but, wanted to say a final goodbye to his sweetheart, in the most wonderful way. Had a chocolate tucked in his front pocket rushed thru the entire length of the train till he reached the front as he didn’t know which compartment she was in and only 2 mins left to departure? Boy leaps in but can’t stay there as people who knew her may suspect something, so he wanders off to the far end of the compartment to evade suspicion, and just when the train is about to depart leaps out by saying “bye..” , forgot to give her the chocolate that she loved so much. The meaning of his existence gone in a second, someone so dear will never be seen again, what does now life has for me, thinks the man.

What an end eeh…. Or what a love story. Love just doesn’t end it makes you blossom like a flower.