Love Aaj Kal

Well I am yet to watch the movie but my peers have already started eulogizing. This makes me write this one & hopefully I would be able to watch it this week. You see one more reason to scream loudly “MBA SUCKS”. Well it’s a great combo actually as I have been a great fan of Imtiaz Ali since his “Socha Na Tha” days. Apart from his skills as a director in romantic movies I like another fact also that he is an alumnus of my college. Saif has always been one of my favorites & Deepika being the daughter of a sportsperson is appreciated by me. So let’s see if I can take some time out & watch the movie.
Talking about my love aaj kal, I am going to put in plain words about the first real affair that I had & the current one ; ).

Love Kal – I guess I was in class 9th then. Till 8th I had studied in different co-ed schools. It was a thing that I had never really become conscious of. I mean why would have I? But suddenly landing up in a boys’ only school was a completely different experience all together. All of a sudden I started realizing the importance of having girls in a class. I mean girls are so sweet when they are your friends. They keep you updated about the happenings in the class. They put in writing lecture notes all 365 days & all you have to do is to give her a chocolate & she would give her complete notes. I remember a girl in my school who used to photocopy the notes herself & give that to me. Oh I miss those friends of mine; not because I used to exploit them ( ; ) ) but they were real sweethearts. Ok coming back to the topic, when I was spending a chunk of my time with boys, the two hours tuition class in the evenings was a breather. There were 4 girls I suppose & believe me all were pure, delicate damsels. Obviously their curves were more interesting than the boring geometrical curves that we used to learn in that tuition. Well there was this girl who kind of liked me for some silly reasons. I still wonder how she could like me. But as it is very rightly said pretty girls do not have brains, she was no different either. Anyways I got to know about all this but just like a “shaant, sushil, innocent” boy I did not pay any attention to it though I had started noticing her. Then one day all of a sudden she asked for my book & within a few minutes gave it back. I was not in a frame of mind then to flip through the pages. So I took it back & came back home. I did that at night & to my utter delight she had given me a long (really long) love letter in it. Oh man!!! I was left flabbergasted. I read that letter six to seven times that night. She was coming with her father & I was coming on bike (a CD-100 SS of my Uncle) before that. That day I collected the courage from nowhere & asked her father not to come & pick her up after the classes. I said I could do that as I was also going in that direction. He was not very sure but ultimately had to nod his head because even his daughter wanted the same. Aah!!! It was a dream coming true for me. I mean giving a lift to a girl those days was nothing less than an achievement. We started sitting together in the tuition. We went to nearby places holding hands in hands. We talked for hours through the voice call facility of yahoo messenger (neither of us had a cell phone then). That was LIFE for me. I will have to cut it short now as I can just go on & on writing about this. To give you the latest update I am still in contact with her. We are no longer into that relationship but we are still good friends. She is also doing her MBA. Who knows, with a bit of luck our paths would cross someday again.
Love Aaj – I have already written so much about her. So all you guys. Better give your eyes a break & wait for my new post.
Have a good life. Take very good care & remember one thing
TRY TO GROW IN LOVE RATHER THAN WAITING FOR THE SAME LOVE TO GROW IN SOMEONE ELSE’S HEART.