Sweetie Mach

Sweetie is a sweet girl and I have hopelessly fallen in love with her.

But Sweetie is not really a girl. She is a character from one the good Hindi movies I watched. The movie name is Kameeney (The translation in English is… “The Rogue”). I prefer not to discuss about this movie as it is not my intent to shift my attention from what I wanted to tell you all in this blog.

She reminded me of a kind of personality who exists right amongst us but gets noticed not. The way an ember is buried beneath a mound of ash and yet glows in energy and fervor deep within, she prefer not to be some outstanding personality in her real life, but chose to be someone in her chosen facet of life.

Many of the people we happen to come across in daily life harbor a reserved place within their heart to fight tooth and claw for something they believe in vehemently. Most of the time the energies that need to fuel this desire are directed towards the ascension that makes one recognized in society. Education, fame, success and power are the major goals that are consciously or subconsciously set in human mind. It is sad to watch this analogy has become an accepted standard in life that no one no more turn and look back a few things that are so essential in the essence of human existence.

Fighting to sustain and survive in a dilemma where one finds herself / himself at the verge of losing someone they love is the manifestation of their devotion towards what they believed in or started to believe in. This kind of struggle actually implodes a psyche within and harder still to retain the much needed tranquility where one could make sense out of chaos.

Sweetie happens to encounter such predicament when she discovers that her adventurous moves in her love life turn out an event that leads to further disastrous events. It starts with an unwanted pregnancy and pushes her to discover the apathy of her lover to reciprocate in encountering the same in righteous resolve.

Many a times the vulnerability of a girl with respect to her biological trait of harboring a life within her womb is deeply revered if things go as per societal norms or… irreversibly despised in case it is interpreted as blasphemy. This perception is so unfair in our Indian society that otherwise project a feminine as a divine being as long as it suits them.

The advancement of medical science in dealing with unwanted life made matters worse for everyone. But that’s not the point I wish to discuss either.

Sweetie is someone who loved her man in blind devotion. She reflects the need to keep him safe and happier in her own girly ways laced with relentless mischief. She always tries to ignite his wild side to match her mindset. Once ignited he always ebbs back to his pensive self and make her find a new way to tickle him back to sparkle.
I find this trait to be a life giving nectar in the adorable moments of life.

Another trait I liked in that girl is to keep her dark side in… darkness. It’s a kind of darkness that made her run away from her own people and created her own small insignificant but a definite identity she started to consolidate her faith with. The patriarch of her family is a hard core criminal with cruelty, venom and deceit. He worries not as long as his sister runs away from him but suddenly become very interested in her welfare when she declares her marriage with the man she loved.

Now this dark truth she prefers to forget haunts her and yet she fights back with the strength she is not aware she has. It’s like a butterfly fighting a dinosaur with all of her might.

Her fears compounded further when she realizes that her lover started suspecting her affinity towards him for ulterior motives. His congenital lisp makes him wonder if everyone who likes him or loves him… were actually laughing at him behind his back.

She faces her worst predicament in doing anything as her life and happiness going to get crushed from every direction. A venomous and powerful brother who is against her wishes, a lover who suspects if her love towards him is fake and a life that germinated within her womb… without the social sanction in the form of matrimony. And above all her life is drawn in to a vortex of criminal conspiracy that nearly kills everything she dreamt about.

She exhibits quintessential resilience and resolve in redeeming her love and happiness. She goes through hell willingly… humiliating her own self esteem to meet the end of rainbow where life glints back smiling at her.

I would be irreversibly envious if someone has such girl in their life. I would die to seek love from such a girl. I would hesitate not to do anything to help out such girl even when she belongs to someone else.

But then the finest balance in nature always couple one with the diametric opposite. The strength lies in loving what we have rather than what we want. I do not have any regrets in my real life love afire, in which I seem to have. I profoundly love the girl with whom I have fallen in love with. I still yearn for those beautiful moments I shared with her. Her protracted silence does not deter me or makes me dispirited.

And to tell you all something truthfully… this blog is her baby… and I will keep her baby alive…

I love you Sweetie… I mean… I love you Mach…