Ah UNRES 5eva!
Dearest J&S
Where do I even begin..
Who knew when it all began 7 weeks, 11 tales and 16 updates ago...we would never want it to end? The past few weeks have been complete madness, and I have been known to overuse the phrase "its like the show", this really was like the show was back on! What with all the scraps, posts, pms, trolls, spams, tweets, theories, cliffhangers, songs, youtube links, gifs, contests! From res-ing while roadtripping to res-ing while concerting, 175 posts and #NoLife should tell you how much I love these tales!
Here is a little compilation of some useful tips from these tales, that I will tell my daughter, in case she ever falls of that ramp into his arms:
*Spoiler Alert
**Heavy sarcasm not to be taken seriously
***Thanda pani hamesha!
Terraces are a place to collect achar bottles, run to your wife and confess to her why you "love her, dammit", and not to see your fiance confront HER brother!
Clumsiness is because of untied skates and not high-heels. Rich Millionaires dont really steal payals. Festive kissing is meant for Harvard Ice-Hockey rinks, as there is no scope of incompletion there.
Roadtrips are taken across the Napa Valley, with a stranger, whilst listening to Kishore Kumar, stopping at food-and-fuel stops and ordering everything sweet or just water (in case you are diabetic, sorry!), all while its raining. Also there is no better time to hug and make up then in the airport car park when a car almost runs you over because you are too busy eye bleeping your life up.
Getting two people together who you think aren't together already, will probably be a pretence on those two people's parts to bring you two together, capiche? Ok ok well getting two people together is done in a cafe, where two professors meet (one of them has to be ASR teaching romantic poetry), discuss cliched IPK ways of getting two people together. Or it can be done in bed while...
Rabba-vey wala love is when he drops you of his office cabin to save you from getting shot by a sniper!
You aren't under any sort of charm (read love potion) to be attracted to your very smart, funny, helpful herbology tutor who happens to be an ace quidditch sneeker. And chances are he isn't under it either..its rabba-vey wala love so hug and make up! (hogwarts fandom refer to ipk fandom and vice versa).
The beautiful poolside floor may be your harsh reality, but the handsome prince cometh and sweepeth you off your feet! Dont let the world tell you, you aren't worth his mother's bangle. And please dont disturb her when she is fiddling with the mud, 100% chance of it going in your eyes, oh unless ofcourse you are keen for (cue) rabba-vey!
Make an imaginary girlfriend to coverup the real reason you cant date her, hence making her chase you around the gym and the pool until you do. Please do not suggest going to a cheap hotel, after night out, to do the deed! To make up: a proper, complete hug in a hospital corridor is recommended between a fully-recovered you (the fireman) and the aforementioned girl (your doctor), brownie points for murmuring sweet nothings through it all.
Your hot, seemingly perfect boss can fall in love with the number crunching, big on the behind, real YOU! All you have to do is flash your brilliant smile, get insulted by chauvinist co-worker in a meeting, work till late, get a lift with him while cracking math jokes, late night report drop-offs, wear a rich black saree...and then go to marine drive and count those prime numbers in your head = #JustBeRealDammit!
He knows the lyrics to the song you are dancing on because you guys are shooting for a movie, not because he is in a boyband or that he is a cheesy indian male taylor swift. Also recipe for a non-PG rated, non-item number to burn all screens: been in showbiz forever actor, brilliant dancer even if daily soap actress, sizzling chemistry thanks to real life drama, get permission to shoot on grand canyon skywalk and also on the bank of Colorado river, get payal (not to be confused with chameli tel user) to choreograph it and NK (not to be confused by one who didnt capture the entire terrace scene on his camera) to direct it!
To do justice to the aloof, angry, young man you are..have a real dark past one where you kill your gold-digging first wife, albiet mistakenly. Then fall in love with the innocent young thing working as an unqualified florist who screwed up your order, chances are she would rather redecorate your palatial home than go to the police about your ancient history.
All in all thank you for writing them, but more importantly sharing with me how many of them came about..!
Now all I can think of is, don't be sad its (getting) over, be happy it happened!
Luna/Chanda/Hitashi/Lulu
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