Our relationship had vaporous beginnings; always ending in some blind alley. Perhaps, I liked it the way it was. It always had a halo around it which we both cherished. The excitement of meeting in secret, spending long hours in each other’s arms, and taking long siestas. The evening breeze flowing in would wake us up. You would leave then, leaving me on the edge of an emotional outpouring of love for you.
The night came on. A thousand stars have lit up the sky. You are not with me, yet I can feel your breath on my skin. Now, the stirring of unknown longings scorches my soul. I dream of you. Then, you are an indistinct lamp in my life, pouring out your light and making me iridescent.
After waiting for the rains for months on end, it had started to pour again. The dust that had settled on the trees, leaves, buildings, and roads has been washed away and they glisten now in their newfound cleanliness. People are scurrying about under umbrellas of different hues. The parched earth, dry from the continuous onslaught of the unmerciful sun, gets wet with the onset of the rains. The wells which contained little water now well up with the much needed fresh water. The atmosphere cools down and brings in the much needed relief to the people around and is a balm to their burning bodies.
The rains always boost me up like a melodious song that floats in from somewhere and lifts up my spirits. I am imbued to take up a book and start reading accompanied by a cup of hot tea. The peter pater of the raindrops against the window panes creates a musical sonata that heals my soul and establishes me in a happy place once again.
An idea sprouts in the writer’s mind. It takes form and shape. The writer is ready to deliver it into the world. He starts writing. Sometimes the words flow like water, unhindered and effortlessly. Sometimes, it takes an effort to write the next sentence. The words are stuck up and refuse to grace the writer’s mind. At such times he feels restless. Sometimes the writer leads and the storyline proceeds. At other times, the characters dictate the terms and conditions of the story. Then the writer obeys and allows to be led by the characters in his story. Sometimes the story is a pure figment of the writer’s imagination. At another time, it is a reflection of the writer’s own life and times. Taking on the inspiration and setting aside the hurdles, the writer writes on.
She chose to love him, despite knowing that he lives in a land far away. The distance between them is great. She does not care; she loves him so much. Then there are times in which she longs to be in his arms. At such times, she looks into the distance and recalls their meetings. She remembers the warmth of his embrace, his intense gaze as he looked into her eyes. At such a moment, she felt her heart melt and she dreamed a thousand dreams. She is on the verge of tears but stops her tears from falling as she envisages a future sweet and full of togetherness with him. She is reconciled with the fact that he would for the most time be away from her. For she knows she would love him under any circumstance.
Most of us like to watch the beautiful on-screen couples depict love in various forms in films . Form of love which is subtle, passionate, unhindered, uninhibited, intense, sad, secure and insecure. These movies mesmerize and exhilarate. They most of the time imbue me with a sense of love. I would like to share with you some of my favourite movies not necessarily on the subject of love but with a flavour of love in them.
ROMAN HOLIDAY
This film portrays the love that develops between a crown princess Ann( Audrey Hepburn) and a reporter Joe Bradley( Gregory Peck) when they are thrown together by unusual circumstances and both of them together explore the city of Rome. Princess Ann has to leave to once again resume her royal duties and responsibilities. The ending of the movie where the couple kisses and separates is heart touching and sad. Love here is subtle, intense and sad.
YOUNG VICTORIA
This film showcases the early turbulent years of Queen Victoria as she accedes to the British throne at the age of eighteen years. The political upheavals and palace intrigues find an important place in the film. But it is the romance between a young Victoria( Emily Blunt) and her husband, Prince Albert(Rupert Friend) which interested me. A saga of enduring love and devotion between the Queen and the Prince.
ORIGINAL SIN
The film depicts the obsessive love of Luis Vargas( Antonio Banderas) for his wife, Julia( Angelina Jolie). Julia alias Bonny along with her lover, Walter had plotted to rob Luis of his money. As per their plan, Julia marries Luis and runs away from her husband taking along with her all of his money. Luis frantically searches for her and when he finds her, he starts to live a life of deception and lie along with his wife. The movie shows a love which is passionate but at the same time destructive.
CAPTAIN CORELLI”S MANDOLIN
This movie shows the growing love between an Italian army captain, Antonio Corelli( Nicholas Cage) and a Greek woman, Pelagia( Penelope Cruz) during the second World War. The time when they get separated due to the choice they have to make between their allegiances and the love they feel for each other is sombre and poignant. The couple eventually reunites which gives the movie a happy ending. Love in the time of war heightens the excitement and the sensuality of that love.
She comes out and stands on the balcony of her house. The evening has commenced. Daylight has faded and the silent night is about to strike. She witnesses the grey sky with a hint of the last rays of the dying sun. A sinking feeling in her heart consumes her. At this hour, this feeling is her constant companion. Then, she is uncertain about the future. Then, she is unsure as to the way she needs to follow. She remembers her loved one. She longs for his company. She becomes restless. It is the day that shows her a clear path to tread into tomorrow and thereafter. The evening gives her endless pessimistic thoughts. She goes inside her house. She puts on some music; gets dressed and goes out into the dreary evening. Her spirits light up the moment she sees the lights in the shops and the people wandering about. Everything about her is bright and gay. She heads home with a light in her eyes and a smile on her face. She reaches inside her house, puts on some music, and is ready to spend the night on a high.
Devotion; we find myriad forms of devotion in this world. A mother suckling her child is a scene of the mother’s devotion to her child. The husband caring for his feeble wife is a sign of his devotion to his wife. The lingering sensations of the feeling of love that creates devotion for one lover for the other. The devotion that a good teacher inspires in his pupil. A masterpiece made through the sheer devotion of the artist toward his work. A dog’s love for his keeper is another form of angelic devotion. A beautiful garden is the work of such devotion by the gardener. A man’s sense of immense joy that he feels in his devotion towards his creator.
Moments pass by. Memories linger on. The two days spent in the company of my beloved still bewitch me. Those days, I was floating about as in a dream; passing each moment wrapped in a magic web. Once in his arms, I did not know when the realms of the unreal merged into a more real existence. Reality too was beautiful then. We talked about the future and of making this meeting into a series of happy, unending events in the years to come. We decided to concretize our plans and so envisioned a delightful future together.
Parting is always difficult. But this parting was with hope in our eyes for we visualized good days ahead in our lives. My heart skipped a beat as I parted from my beloved. I was not sad for I knew in my heart that we would meet soon. I know that this time we are together both hurtling towards a more certain future.
She coaxes herself to wait a while. Success will surely be on the way to her. She has chased the thing called “success” all her life. She has exhausted all the avenues searching for that elusive success but it has not embraced her so far. The more she searches for it, the more it slips beyond her grasp. All this waiting has left her in sheer agony. She evaluates her life. She realizes that peace is within her and that her life is not defined only by the material success she once so craved for. It calms her down. She feels fulfilled.
Endless possibilities define us when we are young. The possibilities of becoming a doctor, a writer, an artist, an engineer etc. are there as a child grows up. These avenues that a child would venture into becomes more defined as he grows to be a young man. They narrow down to a few options as per the man’s interests, his intelligence or his circumstances. Some follow their dreams and their aspirations. Some are hinged in by their economic conditions. Some achieve great heights; some spend their days in abysmal depths. Thus the changing situations as per the changing possibilities.
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