A slightly philosophical look at SurYa.
The greatest thing for a human, imo, is, to know their purpose. To have an identity. To be secure in that knowledge. To have a goal, a joy set before us. (I'll add here that for me, all of the above is given me by my faith in God). Some of us are blessed at an early stage in our journey and know our mission in life. Others may take a bit longer to mature and find their calling. Still others are denied the freedom and opportunities to discover this truth, but all of us, all of us have a calling on our lives.But here I'm trying to deal with SurYa...and is that even possible, when I sometimes struggle to know them as individuals? Do I look at them individually or as a couple. Are they one or two? They insist they are two in one - Diya Aur Baati Hum.
Am I right in assuming that this means one has the vision and the goal, the other is the enabler? Does this look noble? Does it look pretty? I suspect, it didn't to the CVs last year. So they flipped it and made the Baati become a Diya. Sandy decided to find a goal for Suraj and insisted on being his enabler,encourager,friend,philosopher and guide. And so we had the WTC competition. But frankly, I found it hard to swallow. Suraj did too. Why? Because nothing had fundamentally changed. It was Sandy being switched on by the idea of a competition and pushing Suraj almost all the way till he won it. Who got the most satisfaction from that? Who was fulfilled? Hard to say. I doubt either Diya or Baati really got much out of that other than a temporary buzz. Diya didn't need that to know that he is happiest when he's being himself. Baati didn't need Diya to win that trophy to know that she can inspire people to be the best they can be. Maybe the lesson here is, find out what the person really wants, before trying to inspire them. (lol)
There is such a thing as wisdom. It comes with experience, it comes with maturity. There is a thing called love. That also comes with time. I'm not talking about the instant variety. Sandy is very young. Suraj is young. But he has the benefit of longer years of struggle. He has learned things that are difficult for him to communicate in words. This doesn't mean Sandy has not learned. She had a very protracted and painful introduction to adult life. She will not forget those scars in a hurry, although she has forgiven. Those are scars she can wear with dignity. Indeed it is that dignity that makes Bhabo both love and hate her. Some new woman was forged in those fires. ( I am not condoning such ill treatment of a human at all, but in this story, Sandy has triumphed). She had the option of leaving, was told to leave, left, but came back. She came back for her Diya. When she returned, Bhabo was more grateful than she will ever admit. Suraj fell in love with Sandy more completely. Pretty much a gone case!
But there's a fire. A vision in the far distance. The things that fuel Sandy. It's what this story is supposed to be about. Her career. So Suraj has made that a non-negotiable thing. She wanted to drop it but he is willing to sacrifice for it. IPS will definitely mean he will have to live without her for long periods. But he will be happy knowing he had a big part to play in making her stay the course. He will be fulfilled. Will Sandy be fulfilled? Or will she suddenly discover another path?
There is nothing wrong with love triumphing over career. If we choose to give up something, if we are prepared to let it die, if we don't want to be torn between choices, then choose to give it up. It is a risk. But love is all about risk. Risk of rejection, risk of misunderstanding, risk of resentment, risk of guilt, risk of fear from the person we choose to love. Love is unconditional or it isn't love. Somehow, I think Sandy is also capable of this love. Am I in romance overdrive? Hope not. Because this is also a marriage. It's not a walk in the park. It's a commitment. It's more than mushy feelings. It's a life-long bond. Will Sandy want this more than that?
Maybe dabh will show this tussle for a while. I cannot say what I'll prefer to see. I'm equally torn.
