True Love

Today is Valentines day , a day for all the lovers in the world...

Happened to read an article about Girish Puthancheri in todays news paper..The writer has mentioned that Girish was a person with a heart full of "love " that led to the creation of so many romantic songs which all Malayalis would cherish for ever..

Dont know whether there is anything in this world as beautiful as love . There would not have been a "Taj Mahal" , a "Romeo and Juilet" and many other romantic stories and songs if there had not been something called love. "Arthanareeswara" diety composed of Shiva and Sakthi ( Parvathy ) indicates that they are inseparable ..Yes , love is sweet , beautiful and eternal..

One needs to be lucky enough to be in "true love ". The first time I heard of "True Love" or got its meaning imbibed in me in its real sense was when I was listening to the English Poem (I guess it was Wordsworths poem) sung by our English teacher ( a nun ) during my predegree class. I could see her rosy beautiful cheeks shining when she sang the poem aloud. She did not want to explain the poem as she thought that it would spoil the beauty of the poem.

Like anyone else , true love ofcourse had come into my teen age dreams. I dreampt of the day when Mr. True Love would come into my life on a beautiful white horse. I got into engineering college after my Pre degree. Ofcourse hoped that a day would come when "he" would come into my life with full of roses in his hand to spread the fragrance of love all through my life. But I did not find him anywhere nor did he find me .. I used to dream of tall , handsome young man with silky bouncing hair ( Aamir and Salman Khan were the culprits who gave my man "silky hair" , but my dream man was ofcourse taller than them , may be as tall and manly as Jackie shroff ) and I was sure that "we" would meet one day. My friends used to tease me when I shared with them how my dream man should look. I wanted him to be as humorous and as caring as "Mohanlal" of "Chitram" , who should be even ready to jump from the top of the "Pisa Tower" for me . My "Rakhi" brother in college told me that my dream was never going to be true and asked me to be more realistic. He used to tell me that finally I would end up marrying one constable "Kuttanpilla" who would be a drunkard and get beating from him everyday . According to him , I was searching for my dream man like "Pooja Bhat" in the film "Dil He Ki Manta Nahi". He believed that he had the responsibility of getting me married off before the course was over as he was my Rakhi brother . He proposed one of our classmates whom I could consider who would be good at heart though not fair and handsome with silky bouncing hair. Those days they used to tease him ( The proposed boy ) a lot telling that he had a soft corner for me. He was a good friend of mine and nothing beyond that for me. So , I rejected my Rakhi friends proposal.

All of us parted after the college and I joined a reputed company. I still believed that Mr.Dream Man would come one day.At home , they wanted to get me married off . I was of the strong opinion that I need to know the person I marry and cant marry anyone just by talking for half an hour or so. One side , they were looking for my man and on the other side , I dreampt that a day would come when I would meet "him". Years passed , but "he" did not come . My parents went on with their search and finally I agreed for arranged marriage . Some Mr.Xs came , after the so called horoscope matching, but nothing got finalised. In the marriage market , criteria are many which I never understood. I always hated week ends as I had to go home to stand infront of somebody for the "pennu kanal chandangu". I prayed to God to make my meeting happen with my dream man. But God felt that a dream had to be always a dream and it would lose its beauty if ever it got materialised. I took "Vratham" on Mondays , visited Siva Parvaty temples and chanted slokas in the evening - all for my dream to be a reality. Years passed again . The tension started increasing for my parents. Finally , came one day when they almost finalised on one , who was tall , reasonably good looking , decently employed and ofcourse they matched the horoscope too. By the time , my dream man had lost his original charm . Silky hair was no more there for him. The meeting was arranged. He was tall and fair , okay if not so good looking , had bit of a tummy too and fatter than me , with straight hair and typical Mallu looks. He spoke for few minutes only . He was not particular about knowing each other. Days passed. They were waiting for our opinion. I had my own apprehensions as both of us worked in different corners and the guy was not ready for a transfer though he had a transferable job. After 2 rounds of meetings , he convinced me that by the nature of his job , he did not want to take transfer , but could be with me for 4 days a week as his job ( business development) did not expect him to sign into office everyday and he could manage it from anywhere.

And it happened at last. The sacred thread of love was tied around my neck infront of Guruvayoorappa . I had an ocean of love for him as I was waiting for my dream man all those years , but realised soon that he did not even want a drop from that ocean. He was a free butterfly , moving from flower to flower and he felt that he had the freedom to live the life the way he wants. It was shocking for me , I was shattered , by then the love had blossomed in my womb . I cried silently. Went back to Siva Parvaty temples with tears in my eyes. They enjoyed the "dhara" of my tears so much that they did not want to wipe it off. Not even a day , I felt the "true love" and to him it made no sense. He wanted to be freed to fly alone where ever he wants , to be freed from the ties his parents imposed . The smile on our cute baby , the sound of his anklets nothing stopped him from flying away. I was left alone with a cute baby ( God had been kind enough to give me the baby of my dreams ) and I realised that there is such a strong true love which binds me and my baby . The definition of this love is different , but it is true for ever and eternal .