Wednesday, June 25, 2014

'This' Empty Room

Thoughts ripple and emotions condense

Actions freeze and silence fills 

Shadows see the light 

as the mind screams, liberating. 

In this loneliness, depression is the price of bliss. 

Then....

Emotions ripple, thoughts condense

Tears travel and memory pains 

Darkness compliments a mirage

Living this lie, becomes the price of happiness.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Two stories and two misconceptions


Today I saw a quotation on Facebook which read, as follows:
I liked it. And I shared it.
I liked it not because I really liked it but because it struck me.
I shared it, so that I could reflect on it.

It reminded me of two different stories of two couples.

Story 1: A story of marriage

The boy is a prospective groom settled in England. The girl is an innocent Indian girl settled in Delhi. During a conversation post their engagement she asked the boy, ‘Why did you wait until now to get married and why did you choose me?’ She of course romanticized about the latter question and had framed the first one just so that she could ask the second. He told her that until then, he did not feel professionally settled. When his friends had girlfriends and he wanted to get in a relationship, he did not think he was financially comfortable to fund a relationship. As a young lad he aimed to get a motorcycle before he could impress the girl. Once he got the motorcycle, he aimed higher for a car. And then higher and higher, until he found himself in England, rich and successful, with a house of his own, a car, and a career people get envious of. He wanted to get married to an Indian girl, someone who was of the same culture, grew up in similar circles. ‘And you didn’t find such a girl in England?’ The girl was still hoping to get an answer that he chose her because she is extraordinary, special, and beautiful or something of that order. Oblivious the boy answered, ‘Well, girls in England do not like Indian Men. Even Indian girls do not prefer Indian men.’ ‘ I wonder why is that?’ he exclaimed!   ‘I wonder why’ repeated the girl. The boy didn’t even notice the tone of sarcasm. Eventually, the guy told her that he likes her because she was from Delhi and talking to her reminds her of the city he grew up in. ‘There must be other reasons of him wanting to marry me besides the accidental chance phenomena of her birth in a particular city!’ thought the girl who was pining for romance. As her dream filled conception of love faded, she got married to the guy who chose her as his life partner.

Story 2: A Love Story

This story is completely opposite to that of another couple where the guy was struggling to make his career and the girl, who initially refrained from developing a relationship with this boy, eventually fell madly in love with him. The girl initially refrained from the relationship because she wasn’t seeking one. She didn’t know she was romantic until she got in a relationship. She didn’t want romance in her life. It was not part of her value system. She belonged to an acclaimed business family and girls in her family did not fall in love with no-bodies. She was trained from a very young age to get married when the time is right to a boy her family will select. Eventually though, she fell in love with this boy. What worried her occasionally is that he was not financially or professionally settled. He was not from the same town. He was not very educated. He had a very different background. He was not very articulate. He could not construct one grammatically correct sentence if he had a gun to his head and was told to frame one such sentence. He was living by himself in a metropolitan city of Mumbai and worked his way as a junior executive in a multinational company. His good points were that he was good looking, calm, seldom lost his temper, charming and ambitious.
And of course, what eventually set him apart for her was that he treated her like a queen. He doted over her. He listened to her. He told her that she was the most beautiful person he had met. He told her that he found her to be the nicest person in the universe. He spent time with her, if not money. He made her feel very special. And so she reciprocated. As their love progressed the girl nudged the guy to take their relationship to the next level and that level was to speak to his family and talk about marriage. And the romantic boy did. He told his mother in front of his girlfriend during a casual conversation about a girl he really liked. As he brought up the topic of his marriage, his mother panicked. He told her that she was a really good girl who did not hang out with boys despite living in a metropolitan city. The mother asked in disbelief, ‘How is that possible? You do not know these city girls my son.’ Without paying attention to the insult to her peers, the girlfriend who was listening to this conversation on speaker phone gestured the guy to tell his mother that she had ‘an all girls’ education’ growing up, to answer her question.  Instead the guy told her, while insulting his comrades (that is all men) that ‘she knows how horrible and untrustworthy boys are which is why she keeps away from them.’ He told his mother that the girl is very simple, loyal, educated, sweet, friendly and caring. ‘Once she walks in the room, she brightens it up. All eyes are on her. She has a magnetic personality’ he continued. As the boy was engrossed speaking to his mother who was getting more and more worried as he kept on adding adjectives for this city girl from out of town her son was obviously seeing, at that very time, the girl was getting overwhelmed and pleasantly surprised by these wonderful thoughts about her. He had never ever told her these things in all their conversations as explicitly and with as much passion as he just did while talking to his mother. This girl who didn’t think romance was important and had only dreamt about marriage was snooped over by the power of these words which made space for romance in her life.

The boy’s mother, who wasn’t very educated or careful with her words and wasn't aware her conversation was being heard by this girl vocalized the point that 'this girl must be trashy to hang out with you, my boy from out of town. Educated rich city girls do not make good daughter-in-laws. They don’t adjust well. They will keep you apart from your parents. Do not get absorbed in the witchy tactics of these characterless girls my son.’ Tears dwelled in the eyes of the girl, as she heard her prospective mother-in-law dismiss her. That was the end of their relationship as she understood relationships. ‘What does she see in you my son!? What is she looking for? Doesn’t she know you are not rich or settled or educated?’ questioned his mother unable to think of a reason for which this girl was trapping her son at the same time fearing/wondering whether her son had been honest with this girl. ‘Does she even know your nature? Has she ever seen you lose your temper, get angry?’ At this point, the boy moved away from his girlfriend and removed his mother from speaker. The conversation was now in a very low voice. As the girl strained to listen more, she did hear him say, ‘She has. She has seen me get mad. And yet she is with me. I am struggling to make ends meet as you and dad and everyone is well off at home' he said hitting his fist against a wall 'and she is besides me.' he said. He continued, 'The reason why I like her so much mom, is exactly because she loves me despite all my flaws. She knows who I am, what I am, what I am capable of, of our financial situation, everything and she still cares for me and she still wants to marry me!’ He had not realized that the reason why this girl wanted to marry him was because that was the only obvious conclusion of such a relationship she had been told was correct. ‘And I do not think I will find anyone who will accept me like she does.’ He gasped. Once the conversation ended, both knew what had to be done. Despite rationale their relationship did not end, not just then anyways. There were times when he would kiss her and tell her that, ‘that is all I can offer you. This is all I have to keep you happy.’ And there were times when he would not kiss her telling her that ‘I feel guilty when we kiss. I feel bad for being treated well when I can’t reciprocate.’ Hearing this, the girl would get emotional, kiss him instead and calm him down telling him that ‘a kiss is not a prize which needs to be bought by success or money. It is just an expression of love.’  
Conclusion:
The men in both these stories would agree with, 'like' and perhaps even 'share' the quotation I liked and shared, but for very different reasons.  This is because they believe like the boys in both stories despite their status in life, that money and struggle attracts a certain kind of woman.     
The first story which lacked romance, despite a want of it, resulted in marriage.

The second story which had romance, despite a desire for it, did not conclude in a marriage.
Besides irony what these stories have in common is the thoughts of both these men, if not their personalities.

The rich guy thought that with money he would end up with the girl he wanted. During his years of struggle he did not believe that he had the money to fund a relationship.  
The romantic struggler felt grateful to have a woman who loved him during his struggling years and guilty for not being able to provide for her.

As a woman I think that either love or marriage or perhaps both or perhaps the notion of these concepts attracts women, it is not money or struggle. Some men are just lucky to have women besides them in both these spheres of life. The girl who stood besides the struggler was not attracted to his struggle. The girl who was engaged was not attracted to money. What is strange is that men get to struggle and men get to become rich and both kinds 'get the women!' This might be the reason why they form a connection between their life status and women and call it attraction. On the other hand women do not necessarily get what they want or need from men. In both stories at least, the one who wanted romance got a loveless marriage. And the one who wanted marriage got romance. Whether love/marriage is a need/want is a topic of a later discussion for which there is scope of much debate.    

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Cold seeps in!

The cold wind keeps blowing on.
No matter how warm you try to be
No matter what month of the year it is.
The cold seeps in!

Sometimes slowly, sometimes unexpectedly, but always with certainly
The rules of life get obsolete.
So we make new ones.
Those rules too don't work
So we stop making rules.

The combat continues though.
How do we live?
A life in isoluation is unhealthy
Social being tend to dominate the realms of thoughts and actions
Society demands compromise of every kind...(and is shameless about it!)
People Insult one's virtues with brutal honesty
The most overrated virtue ever is 'honesty'
and oh the supposed truths of apparently self righteous people
Irrespective of whether these truths violate the laws of decency
and are emotionally insensitive
these are placed on a pedestal so high
that the sight of disgust doesn't reach there
And so, should one live in isolation or the company of fools
Is God dead, does God exist, did he/she ever exist?
Rhetoric as these questions are or maybe, we visit these
when conflicted with the choice of a way to live!
to keep ourselves warm!