Love today?
If any one faculty of our nature may be called more wonderful than the rest, I do think it is memory. There seems something more speakingly incomprehensible in the powers, the failures, the inequalities of memory, than in any other of our intelligences. The memory is sometimes so retentive, so serviceable, so obedient; at others, so bewildered and so weak; and at others again, so tyrannic, so beyond control! We are, to be sure, a miracle every way; but our powers of recollecting and of forgetting do seem peculiarly past finding out.
- Jane Austen, Mansfield Park
Love Aaj Kal isn’t an accurate representation of love in today’s age. It’s still just a hindi movie. If it was real life, Jai (Saif Ali Khan) would have found another girl and said to himself – “eff Meera (Deepika). That was the past. I left her, it couldn’t have been that great anyways. Life goes on.” You really think, that he would fly out to India to see a girl who he thinks is married? He wouldn’t even have attended her wedding in the first place in order to realize she was married. Would any guy swallow his pride like that? Would any guy even remember that what he had with that particular girl was special? Would any guy even realize what special is? He wouldn’t.. because he would have forgotten. Even barring the fact that he remembered a few good memories and feelings, he would have said that it was just memories… nothing to build a future on, nothing to make someone stay with somebody. I used to think Love Aaj Kal was an accurate representation of love today because he chooses career over love, he thinks with his head instead of his heart. What Deepika in the movie did… letting him go to his dream job, not telling him that she left her husband…that was awesome. It’s true, if she had told him, he would have come to her, but then his whole life he would have regretted it. Regretted not going after what he wanted in life. I agree with the movie on the part that in the end, once his dream was realized, he wouldn’t have found it as great as he once thought. He would have become depressed and pondered the meaning of life and all that… but I don’t think he would have gone back to Meera. She was the girl of his dreams, the true love of his life, but he just wouldn’t have. True love doesn’t prevail, humans are too fickle for that to happen.
I’m not the girl with the nice cheekbones and smile that is calm and sweet and serene and beautiful. The kind of girl that you can just snap a candid shot of from a beach day together and be proud to put it up in your bedroom in black and white in a silver frame. I’m not the girl with a bunch of friends that goes out and has a ton of fun and parties like no tomorrow. The kind of girl that is the center of attention, the life of the party, the girl that gives spontaneous lap dances to her boyfriend while all the other guys think “damn he’s a lucky guy”. I’m not the girl that has a good head on her shoulders and strives for what she wants in life (horrible, right?). I’m not the girl who cares about big moments, big moments where you can snap a picture and say “I/we did that” and then only live by those memories.
I’m not that girl.
There are lots of girls out there. I’m not like them. I’m sorry.
