When I was growing up this poem by Pablo Neruda was one of my favorite one. Imlie's love and devotion towards Agastya made me realize her love is exactly like how the poem describes love.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tries to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
This poem was from the point of a lover who lost his love(either they broke up or she died - it is open to interpretation) and for a very long time represented undying and unrequited love for me in literary works and today I saw that in Imlie too. All these years of my ITV experience I have been thankful that the jodis never got separated and it was always happy ending for the jodi. This is the first time I am seeing the love still surviving even when the lover died.
Imlie is truly Agastya's Joganiyaan and I am afraid she will never be able to love anyone that deeply as Agastya. Surya will do all sorts of manipulation and might eventually marry Imlie but then he will regret it seeing the love, pain and anguish Imlie has for Agastya and then he can't do anything. He will see her suffer and yet he can not make her pain go away.
After a long time I felt I had to go back to reread this poem. Sigh - Today's episode made me so tearful.
Edited by PSharada - 1 years ago