He studies in school which broadly has two sections divided
by a virtual wall of some unsaid rules and strict unlikeness. He wants to get
old soon to jump the wall, for the other side looks more lenient to him. When
he does so, he thinks he is big enough. He finds a girl. He deeply, madly and
terribly falls in love with her. He never talks to her actually because once he
falls in love with her, he thinks he is even bigger and a big boy when talks to
a big girl, people make stories. He works a lot on his hairstyle. He thinks his
hairstyle is the only catalyst to make her fall in love with him. At the age of
him, erotic movies are less accessible to her, family is stricter towards her
and hence such feelings are less likely to rise in her. She only makes friend.
She is a
good actress too. She acts friendship well.
He, although never talks but always keeps an eye on her. The
day she talks to him, he becomes horribly happy. He comes home and listen
music. The day he finds her talking to other male potential competitor, he
becomes severely sad. He comes home and listen lyrics. The next day, he also
does a Tollywood and gathers comfortable number of his other heroic friends and
asks him to leave his way.
In analogous heroism, he eventually passes school. He goes
east she goes west. He enters college. He finds more girls. He finds them more
beautiful, more perfumed, more attractive, more erotic, much experienced with adult
contents and easily accessible. Although a bit late, but by the time she
reaches college, she considers herself grown. She doesn’t find boys though. She
allows them to find her. He, experienced and well learned from his earlier
mistakes, makes one of them to allow him to get her.
They become lovers. They look for better telephone operator
in search of a suitable plan. They go for movies. They go for lunch. Few of the
lucky ones go for dinner. They talk a lot. They talk about their future. They
eventually talk about their past. They say, love teaches many things. They are right.
By the time they reach the topic of their past, they are well learnt about each
other. They are so much well taught about each other that they know that he/she
is not the right one.
This gives rise to two kinds of lovers. One, who are well
learnt about what not to do when living with the opposite gender and decides to
quit the love and lives happily ever after with the one they get married. And
the other, who are well learnt about what not to do when living with the opposite
gender but carries their filmy heroism and get married to the same person only
to let go all their lessons, waste.
Devoted towards the same operation for nine to
ten years, most of them get wise enough to re-rise in the form of first kind of
lover adding to the success stories of Indian marriages. The other, although less
in number gives rise to topics like ‘Arranged marriages versus Love marriages’.
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Really nice take you have here on the topic... :)
ReplyDelete@justme: Thank you for the appreciation. A feedback is always heart warming on its own.
ReplyDeletenice post :) all the best :) Here have a look at this one whenever you get time ......
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@Saurabh : Glad that you liked it. I'll go through your blog as soon as my internet connection allows me to. :-)
ReplyDeleteThe former part seems to be the upcoming trend 😅, again a nice one!
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