Sisters of the Idiot Club
(A love-lorn heart's plea for the season of love yesterday, brought the L-Raaz to paint the color of love today: A saying - "I had not loved enough, for I had been busy, busy, busy, preparing for life, while life floated by me quite and swift"..).
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
Its the process of ones life that's the key to our life, not where we finally rest at the end of the day. Success lies in the personal transformations and inner shifts that take place as necessary consequences of advancing to our goals. Hard as we find to digest Dev, the greatest lesson this man gave, by a fortune of Gods grace was to remind Maan that Geet needs to feel her pain and loss completely and in its time, before she can succeed to walk out of it.
Each passing moment is a terrible burden for Geet and Taqdeer does not seem to favor the circumstances. Fate is cruel but also the most compassionate to those that chose to live and die by it. Maan is success personified and thriving in the world of today. But helplessness in and around him have bound him to go for an all-win situation - how? by completely wiping out all the remnants of the baby's existence. But the greatest challenge that neither of them heard in their hearts was "if you only try to win, you won't be successful at all". To win, one needs to lose. To win through grief and sorrow, one has to face the pain of loss.
Touch is the first physical experience as we come out of the womb of security and comfort into the arms of the mother with the sense of touch guiding us. We describe our mood swings as feelings that when something strikes a deep, sentimental chord in us we say we are "touched". When we feel alienated and broken, we refer to this drift as "losing touch with reality". So Maan and Geet need to hug and hug and hug, and touch, and touch and touch each other, not just to experience pleasure but to survive the moments in each day.
Dadima is slowly retracing to allow Maan and Geet to experience and help one another. The sweetest plan Daadi could hatch was to send Geet to be with her love. An experience of being with one another and sharing the loss through a deep sense of physical closeness. Feeling the closeness of love is like a massage that mesmerizes our body, or a sip of champagne that delights the mind to indulge in the little joys of being together.
Dadimas often calling to dine together is not just about food, knives and forks, but a chance to create conversation , to set a mood and an aura that lingers long after what was served and who said what was forgotten. Its the being with others, and allowing these light moments together to nourish our souls, to bring the sacred into the ordinary.
Wisdom is hardened through ages, but life a hard taskmaster sometimes make us neglect wisdom.
Annie and Arjun are begining to understand their heart's language. O what a laugh to have Arjun tear Nityas hands off him and Annie to bust the dream of Bhai for a warm cup of coffee !! Annie is still Khandan material !!
Cheers.
Edited by lovetheserial - 13 years ago
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