Sunday, December 11, 2016

First Impression – Part 2 of 2

Time rolls by. He had finished college and now has a good job in New Delhi. Lost touch with his college friend after graduation. 2 years gone. On a Sunday afternoon, he was walking in Connaught Place. Is this a fate or is this a fate? Who he saw in Connaught Place by chance on that day? The same college friend. And, they started meeting each other frequently.
 
He was going on vacation to Chennai. His friend gave him a package and asked him to deliver to his family. So, one day, he visited his friend’s family. This time he did not go in a bullock cart. He went in a rented car. Not wearing a lungi with no chappals. Decent pant and a dress shirt.
 
Ding Dong. Who opens the door? That most beautiful girl. He asked: Remember me? She replied: How will I forget. Neengathan andha lungi katna retta mattu vandikaran (You are that lungi wearing double oxen bullock cart driver).
 
He: Is your mom home?
 
She: Mom has gone to the hospital. She will be back in a few hours.
 
He: No one home except you?
 
She: The servant maid and the errand boy are here. And, our 4 Alsatian (German Shepherd)
 
He: I will come back after 2 hours
 
She: Please stay here. I want to talk to you.
 
He: What????
 
She: Remember you said I was wasting my time doing English lit?
 
He: It was an off the cuff remark. Hope you did not take it seriously.
 
She: After you left, my brother told me how intelligent you are. But in your village outfit on that day, I thought you were an uneducated villager. I took your comment seriously. I thought about what you said and changed my major.
 
He: (a guilty) What????
 
She: Yes, I changed my major to “this subject”. I was also impressed you were the first guy who never gave a damn about my beauty. All the boys I have come across used to agree with me all the time because of my beauty and how rich our family was.
 
He: Your brother told me also about how good Bharathnatyam dancer you are, and a great violinist. I did not give a damn for them either.
 
She: Unga thimir appidiyey irukku (You still have the same arrogance)
 
He: I was born with it.
 
And the two hours went by like two seconds.  Almost the entire conversation was a  non stop talk talk talk. The 4 German shepherds (one sitting on her right side, one on her left side, and two near her feet) constantly looking at him.  Looked like any wrong move from him, they were prepared to clobber him. The last 15 minutes were shared silence. They fell for each other.
 
They were happily married a year later.
 
Years later, they were travelling frequently in first class across USA and Europe and Asia. On one occasion, in the comfort of first class, a glass of double scotch on the rocks in his hand, 35,000 feet above ground, he asked her: why are you silent? What are you thinking?
 
She: How the world turns! That maatu vandikaran (bullock cart driver) is now travelling in first class in a jumbo jet.
 
He: How about the girl who married that maatu vandikaran? She should be in a village fetching water from the river 2 miles away. She is also comfortably seated in a first class cabin sipping orange juice.
 
She: I was born with luck.
 
He: Our fate is intertwined
 
Epilogue: KK wrote: Does the girl know about this story being written and posted on the internet for the world to see? If yes, what does she think about it?
 
No, she does not know. She passed away in a freak accident 10 months ago. If she was alive and informed about this post, she would have said: Don’t you have any other topic to write about for your blog?
 
Aval avan uyirin uyir (She was his life’s life)

52 comments:

  1. Wow I would hope everyone is blessed with such amazing and interesting love story....beautiful SG .... (Truly she is your Life's life)

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    1. Thanks for your comments Dee. I am glad you liked this post. Yes, she I was his life's life.

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  2. Good story with sad end. Why u end it like that?

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    1. Thanks for your comments DA. I did not end it like that. It actually happened that way. If I had the power, I would certainly not end it like that. This s a real life story and not a fiction.

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    2. How I wish it was a fiction. My heart felt sad when I read it was a real incident SG...

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    3. Thanks for your comments DA. What can I say !

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    4. SG, can you drop ur mail id in my comment(my blog)?

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  3. OMG! That's a DDLJ in real life. So sweet and so beautiful.
    A big hug to the lungi wearing double oxen bullock cart driver!

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    1. Thanks for your comments Shilpa. Your words touched my heart. And, thank you again.

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  4. Yours is such a romantic story SG. You guys were indeed made for each other I guess. How else can we explain you meeting your friend suddenly in Delhi and then meeting his sister? You were probably destined to meet.

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    1. Thanks for your comments Ash. Meeting her brother after 2 years in an unlikely place. Is that a fate or Is that a fate?

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    2. She was an epitome of beauty and love.

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    3. Thanks for your comments Insignia. You are one of the few bloggers who have met her in person.

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    4. yep it definitely is fate. I wish I could have met her :(

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  5. Such a beautiful story of an equally beautiful woman. I hope she is reading this in heaven and smiling.
    I wish there wasn't such a sad end to it.

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    1. Thanks for your comments Irrational. I too wish it had a happy ending. Thanks for your comforting words.

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  6. SG, I really liked your story. More than that, I am sorry for your loss. I should say more but I don't really have any words right now.

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    1. Thanks for your comments Karunesh. And, thanks for your heart felt feelings.

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  7. Now only I got the point when I passed through the end part. Really the end ached my heart. She is always with you, that is why she keeps jumping into your blogspot.Touchingly said also.

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    1. Thanks for your comments Sarala. I am touched.

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  8. I like this story very much and SG and I can feel the end of the story. Its very touching...

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    1. Thanks for your comments Vineeta. And, thanks for your consoling words.

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  9. It's a beautiful love story. Good that you decided to write about it - now story's got a permanent home :) BTW, any plans of coming to Chennai?

    Destination Infinity

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    1. Thanks for your comments Rajesh. It is good I wrote about it. The heaviness in my heart is a little bit lighter now. Planning to come in March. Will let you know Rajesh.

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  10. Such a beautiful story. She is in you, SG, now. She is enjoying reading this story.

    You narrated the story beautifully!

    Come home this time, SG.

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    1. Thanks for your comments Sandhya. Thanks also for the consoling words. This time, for sure.

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  11. very well written. and to think that it is not a story but real life!
    i was smiling happily at the conversation in the flight and then scrolled down and read the last part and was so moved. such love does exist! heart touching

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    1. Thanks for your comments Sujatha. Thanks for your kind words.

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  12. What a fantastic love story, Mr. and Mrs. SG... :-) I wished the story had different ending... :-(

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    1. Thanks for your comments Sindhu. Thanks for your kind words. If I have the power, I would change the ending any time.

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  13. A sweet story... But heart wrenching to know that it is real... :(

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  14. Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year SG,
    I am travelling for my work hence away most of the time.

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  15. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to you Chitra.

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  16. I was born with luck ! I loved that part .. And yea she would definitely read it somewhere one day I guess . Even if she doesn't that's fine . You love her so much and she knows it .

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  17. How destiny works!! the fact that it's real is breaking my heart. I am extremely sorry for your loss... I wish this had a different ending. :(

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  18. Rajan uncle this is the best real life love story I have ever heard. Miss you so much athai. Not a day goes by without thinking about you. Rip

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    1. Thanks for your comments Abhinand. And, welcome to my blog. Your athai and I always remember the wonderful moments we had with your family in Chennai.

      Abhinand, please visit here as often as possible.

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  19. Reminiscing fond memories is one way to blunt the grief and moving forward.

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  20. Moving story indeed..and very well written !! Cld be a tollywood plot !!

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  21. Beautifully written! Loved it..One of my favorite love story ever!

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  22. It is said that she is no more. Last year here in Wisconsin, we witnessed similar story of a couple's life where the lady who passed away was a wonderful classical singer.
    While reading the story I felt a gap in narration. The boy criticized the girl's choices and then after some more talks they got married. I am left wanting more, what did she pursue, what was her dream, etc etc.
    May her soul rest in peace.

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  23. the first part ended on a very interesting note. This part was interesting but ended on a very poignant and emotional note. Fate pulls all strings. I hope it is not your story...I can sense something like that

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  24. Rajan, this is textbook fairy tale romance; which every young man and woman would ever dream of. Nothing short of it. I am glad you both were so fortunate, and you were there for each other, bonded by pure love.

    As you rightly said, all good things come to an end. Nothing lasts for ever. We just have to accept that fact, and move on, propelled by good memories, and positive outlook to life. My prayers are with you; may she rest in comfort and happiness.

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  25. Hi Mr. SG - I'm not sure you remember me(rohitha) . I used to blog a while ago as 'lostworld' & we met in Fremont, CA & San Francisco too. I was so very sad to read this post. I found your blog by accident and was looking back with fond memories of our meeting at the restaurant, my art exhibition etc. But reading this about your wife comes as a shock. I am so sorry for your loss and I hope you & your family are doing ok. Prayers.

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  26. So sorry to learn of your loss.
    Touching story.

    "From Bullock-cart to Jumbo-jet"
    So wonderfully you have recollected the dialogues.
    Am sure she must be watching from heaven.
    You must write the novel based on your life.

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  27. This feels like a story straight from the movies. I can only imagine how hard it would've been for you. Hope time and tide gives you strength.

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  28. Read your love story. Your wife changed even her major...how much she wud have loved you..."Our sweetest songs are tha Saddest"...never expected this end in your story. no words to express ..take care...

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  29. Ohh....I never expected such an end.....Sorry for your loss....God bless

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