Eulogy of Her Friendship

...That it really began in the days when the Love Laws were made. The laws that lay down who should be loved, and how. And how much. However, for practical purposes, in a hopelessly practical world…(Roy - The God of Small Things)

The beauty of the world was plucked the very day when these love laws ere created, they say, for the betterment of society itself...I scoff at! It yielded nothing but devised a wall between human beings and their very engine of life, between human spirit and its very 'RAISN DE'TRE'' of existence. No, I get puzzled and take my words back for a little while - Kudos to all love law makers instead for creating a wall, you have saved me, yes i would say you rescued me! - For love hurts, when you fail despite streneous efforts, to let someone know how much you love him/her. Thngs have both upsides and downsides - i set forth downsides not least to placate myself!

Yes, after all many ups and downs, twists and turns they have agreed to disagree. Much to their dismay, there were conspicuously a host of miscomunications, misunderstandings and I better know, chasm in their ways of thinking. I always felt like these two litlle Romeo and Juliet were from two oppposite poles but again she had with all her efforts cocooned a hope that these would turn dwarf and would be easily annihilated by her unwaverng love for him. Regretfully time has changed - Romeo and Juliet are no longer the captives of their family enmity but are enmeshed in their own egos' and insincerities.

There she failed Shruti! "I love my 'Prince', I still do"...she told me in her ailing voice ,"but failed to sort out our misunderstanings - every time we sit to resolve, it escalates into bigger one and for a time being shuts all doors of communication between us. we again sit for the next time, and there, the problem repeats. languished in agonies, here I say - Words are not enough to suggest how i am feeling right now. and you know - what aches the most - when you feel that you haven't been able to let someone know how much you love him - this feellng sucks you Shruti." My heart ached for her. since i am a witness to their replationship and i know it right from the start. I have seen her in her worst, in her best, stormed, and jostled upon by the ruthless forces of life - in her glees, in her smiles - and yet he was there ' in her eyes' unfazed as ever, at times inspring her, and other suggest her to rock the boat! Just watching the time passing by, this day is nearly gone...she must be feeling the same way even now......

Their visit to Taaj Mahal, an epitome of love, the solemn prayings in the Mosque of the Fattehpur City must be haunting her now - as though no God were left unprayed to, as if they sought a favor from every religion and hence craved to be assured that no force on the heaven and earth could destroy their 'unity.' Darling, Gods are futile in the kingdom of human beings! Who knew, that small boy they met right after praying in the Mosque had been casting an evil eye upon her relation, who knew they were exhanging their fate at the cost of just some 1 RS (indian currency) and who the hell knew, in his ill-vioce, right then had a harbinger of this doomsday, when he said, "kunai din timi haru le estari nai runuparos."

I felt, in her explanations, as if she lived more than 3 years in only 3 weeks long stay in MAHARANI BAAG, NEW DELHI. They used to engross in their own cute pranks and follies, when everyone was listening to the lectures in a camouflage of interest though. They had created their own space invisible for others yet enough for them where they enlivened the present, weaved the future and shared the past. Treasures unlimited, if only they remain treasures with the pangs of time!

And this is my eulogy - a devout appreciattion to all her high held opinions about him...she could not make it till the end - how could a cart move with a wheel alone..but she was always there 100% when she was there.