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Kahani poori filmy hai....

Reached home, as usual, half dead, ready to fall like a corpse on the bed, and gaze at nothing for few minutes.. Got up, showered, made my cuppa, plonked myself on the couch, while surfing channels, came across Wake Up Sid!, cute movie, it was about to end, I actually love the last scenes of that movie.
While watching it, I realized, that each of us as an individual can relate to lot of characters in the movies, somewhere a lil bit of us is hidden in those characters,.. Couple of months ago, when ‘I hate Luv Story’s’ released, a friend messaged me on FB saying, that I SHOULD watch this movie, because, she found an element of me in Imran Khan’s character, this was from a person who knew me from school, we were and are really close.
She found an element of me in “Jay”, intrigued!!! Needless to say, I went and saw the movie, “Jay” was a non-believer in love, according to him, there was no such thing as ‘LOVE’, which was so hyped up in bollywood movies, yes, that was one thing which was common between that character and me, and we both eventually found our calling.
I was a non believer in love, I always laughed at the so called girlfriend-boyfriend stuff, their romance expressed through the clichéd roses, heart shaped chocolates, heart shaped pendants….anything was okay, as long as it was in the shape of heart. Girls going to the washroom, to apply make-up to meet their dates, they would come out of the washroom looking so over the top, that I sometimes wondered if the date lasted for more than 10 minutes. I was told by my friend that I broke quite a few hearts in school, well I was blissfully unaware. For me, friendship was the most important relationship, whether it was with a boy or a girl.
Well, nothing lasts forever, neither did my funda of “there is nothing called love”.. It did happen, and how!!! Even today, when I sit and think about the roller-coaster phase, I laugh…

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