August Rush

Dec 7, 2009. An entry in Dhruv's Diary

I never thought that I would fall in love. I have always been that kind of person who used to think there is no thing called love. People meet one another and they take the decision, by using only their brains, about their future life partner. I used to think love as a concept, exists only in movies and fairy tales.

I didn’t realize it while I was with her. She was a friend, a good friend. Does love exist and if exist what is love. I don’t know. But why there is so much pain and everything seems just meaningless because one person is not around. Darkness is the proof that light exists. Pain and loneliness made me realize what I missed and or lost.

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Richa came for the dinner and she liked my feeble attempt. She was happy because finally I did something for her. It made me happy. But then after some days she stopped returning my calls. This is how it happened, rather ended. I didn’t get to know why and how it ended. Every other thing in life is just as same, still it does not feel the same. May it is love and it does exist in real.

“August Rush” is her favorite movie and she insisted me to watch this movie and I always used to forget. I have seen it now, 4 times, actually every Saturday after she stopped returning my calls. It is a nice movie. It is about a boy who find his parents by his music and two lovers who find each other also by their music. Sadly, I am not a musician or an artist or even a writer. It is a fairy tale setting where people do live happily ever after in the end. (Guess, something does only happen in fairy tales.).

It just feels nice, whenever I watch this movie. The only thing she left to me. It is like feeling her presence, may be she is watching me whenever I see this movie. This sounds weird so may this is love. Now it is my favorite movie rather my favorite part of the week. Though it takes great amount of perseverance not dialing her number, I am doing a fairly good job.

I am going on with life as before, meeting friends, etc. Life will go on and so will I. I don’t think it is necessary to get over her. She may not be around but now she is close to me. “Once you are here, you are never gone”. The winter wind seems to consoling me with its cold touch. It is true that love does not make the earth go round, but it certainly makes the trip worthwhile. I used to term these as crap just month ago. Not any more, rather, it makes more sense than anything else, to wait for her.
Right now, FM is playing,

“Tere Bina Zindagi se sikwa to nahi, tere bina zindagi zindagi
Tere bina zindagi bhi lekin, zindagi, to nahi”

How True.