Originally posted by: indi52
okay, cynthia,
now i am going to go to gazebo and bawl my lungs out. 🤗 i am hyperventilating about that line in pink. thank you for saying that. i don't celebrate any of my festivals, but i did just play holi.
you know i agree with you, they were so convincing it was hard to believe they were not in love with each other. you can only say such nutty stuff when your feelings are really there... then it sounds divine. otherwise just plain er well.
which is why i go on and on about their talent... true actors both... and absolutely combustible together.
i have always been grateful to ipk for bringing romantic love back into the conversation... just a boy and a girl and a crazy feeling. i know this is undermined in our times. the stories we tell ourselves have become more righteous and loud and should and shouldn't and full of judgment, and what we seek seems to be only money... but i will never forget the boy i sat across from at a restaurant called "gay" (yes, once upon a time it was just a word for happiness and for me it even now is, all its meanings included) one early morning and deciding that's the face i want to see at breakfast every day. i decided i would marry him... poor chap.
28 years is a long time... and there were two years of hectic romancing prior to that along with this "thing" i had for him from the moment i set my eyes on his face... yes, i still remember what he wore that first day, and what i wore. we came from different worlds, he was still studying, i had a job that paid nothing, none of the things to tick when you marry a guy seemed to be there. okay, he was damn sexy... and i used to get all sorts of feelings when he looked at me and smiled... i am actually feeling tears back of my eyes as i write... ah the things you remember...
but tell me would you ever forget the young man you met in the lift, your colleague's son... the feeling of that moment?
no matter what happens in life, and you and i know how much can happen and does happen... some things are forever and they make us happy, make it all come together... most of those things are to do with love.
just that.
you don't love because... you just love. and i feel when you do that, you actually start to touch a realm not described merely by physics, at least the known part of physics... for i know there are spaces kept in all our physical sciences for things not yet known... the god particle a matter of serious enquiry.
a rabbi, of the long beard and gleamy eyes sort, told me a lovely word for the part with which we reach for our faith... extra rational.
not irrational... beyond rational.
isn't love like that too?
all of this somewhere was there in the story of asr and khushi. it was there in that gazebo, at the poolside, in the suv... everywhere.
which is why when they tried to "fix" things... make her "good" make him too "sweet" i cringed.
sorry i went on...
277