Originally posted by: 0-SD-0
More than that...when the drama of their fight was happening I was...WHERE IS THE DARKNESS THAT SHE IS SUPPOSED TO BE AFRAID OF and THAT HE IS SUPPOSED TO RESCUE HER FROM.
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When Madhu was looking at him hard, I was like...Thoda Andhera lao Bhai!!!! 😆
But as I said I am a hopeless shipper. I will watch all contrived episodes at romance without my thinking cap on.
Its like fairy dust has been thrown on you.
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Seeing you all so hapless about the drama shown to you...a drama of Ishq and romance...that never should have much rationale...and seeing myself so disconnected with you all...I just wanna tell you today...I will not press my like button to your posts. From hereonwards, pls be assured that I will be reading your posts and that I will press like only when I truly like it. Reason being, I never like taking home negativity. Sorry peeps. Making myself honest, a thing I have been wanting to tell you all from few days.
Real matters, practical matters do need our rationale and analytical mind.
Matters of heart, like with whom we connect is lot beyond our comprehension as many a times we are not the characters...we cannot be them, we don't think like them. That's the reason good story writers and dramatists add sub-plots of human interests which stimulates our mind.
At real, I have seen my classmate in college loving my senior for 1 whole year. Drama was off-sight when our senior passed out from the college. So this girl..everyday used to cry. Not one day was there when we did not see that spectacle. It was beyond our rationale. We were like "whatever!!!! 🤪" and used to walk away from her. No sympathy, no apathy, no empathy, total indifference. She too was like that to us. Normal on all other aspects except for the spectacle she used to make of herself. She didn't care people talking to her about it and yet in 2-3 minutes she used to send out a silent message as its off-limit topic for them.
Did they get married ever, get back together ? I don't know. May be not.
Then in post grad days, in the days of residential hostel with all kinds of loneliness rampant on campus 😆, I have seen couples behaving as if they are almost married...only to go their separate ways once college ended. I was like whatever !!!
I have not indulged myself with romances (books) when young as they never appealed to me. But I read a lot...a lot of fiction. Now when I feel old like this...I don't like to read anything but accidentally read and liked stories like "To kill a Mocking Bird" and "Such a Long Journey" and "Harry Potter" . They touched my heart. I recently read "The three Mistakes" by Chetan Bhagat and it did not touch my heart, though it was written good. I want to read "Midnight's Children" these days.
As for this MEIEJ...I think, I knew intuitively, it will have to be push and pull relationship and that too exerted by protagonists upon themselves. And that's why all drama related to them does not affect me much. Because in the end it is their love story and not mine. Why bother ?
Love unlike social ethics and decorum is not guided by any law. We just walk away from it or enjoy it. We cannot be voyeuristic about it and yet we are as long as the drama appeals to us. Friends play prank to get two friends patch up with each other, if they believe they deserve each other...if they believe they complete each other. Sometimes they don't deserve each other and yet love stories happen like "Qayamat se Qayamat Tak" and they die when people get involved in their story. And I played a prank on my friend along with my other friend to break her heart by making a mocking display of her affection for an undeserving person. Do I regret ? Nope. She was not fighting him for the hurt he gave her. She internalized all that pain and stubbornly stayed resolute and refused to do anything with it. But every personal moment of hers (not a responsible, familial or professional moment..she was still impeccable there) was hinged on that pain. I and my other friend decided we needed to break her. And we did. She went ballistic. But for us, that small victory was a miracle.