Talking of language and literature, I have always been a gross follower of both of them, and I notice the use of phrases very passionately. Dolly had some amazing usage of a few phrases to offer to the world of romance and pseudo-romance. For those who think, these two are similar worlds, let me explain, romance is the world in which Dolly loves you for what you are, and pseudo-romance is the world in which Dolly loves you for what you have, and how willing are you to give that away to her. Without any further deviation from the point, lets come back to phrases; Dolly used the language of English to the best of its capability to deceive. For example , after that amazing love wrapped night at the Orchid hotel (the very day I came from Tokyo), Dolly uttered the following, “Amar, I still am not very sure about you, I still don’t have that strong feeling of love for you, as you have for me…”. I was astonished, was this statement from a girl who follows one of the purest cultures of India, “Samaaj”, are these what we call the values of a “Battees Ys”, is this what her dad is so proud of, and foremost, the so well acclaimed “Samra” village, is this what they teach there..? – “Life is but a one night stand..?”
Anyways, as usual I went on convincing her, and after an hour, we were again the same as were couple of hours back. That day, on our way back home, we talked about how dedicated we both were, and she asked me to make a promise, that I would marry her “Come what may”. I had come across this phrase before, a couple of times in Tokyo, when she urged me to come down to Mumbai, “Come what may…”, when she asked me to refrain from telling things to anybody, “Come what may…”, and when she asked me to promise that I will buy a Maruti Swift, as soon as I finally come to India, “Come what may”! However, this was the first time she was saying this sitting in front of me, and there was an incomplete serenity I could notice in her eyes, a tinge of innocence on her face. I was there for her always, and a promise which my baby asked me to make couldn’t go unattended. So I made that promise. That night, in the hotel, when we bought the diamond ring for her and a lot of apparels, I was lying on my bed, with a sense of satisfaction, waves of delight would timely come into my head, I could offer my baby everything she dreams of, she was just lying beside me cruising over the television, and surprisingly, my eyes were full of tears, just on the thought, that she asked me to make a promise to marry her – “Come what may!” That was a fucking amazing feeling man.
Let me pull the story of “Come what may”, to Bandardhaara, shivering in cold, with my hands wrapping Dolly over her shoulder, we were descending towards the dinner arena. She was mesmerized by the cottages they had in the resort, and the amenities they had provided with every cottage. She wanted me to click photographs of everything to show it to Neha, Manika, and other friends. She at once hold my hands, the warmth of which destroyed my concentration over the staircase, and I just toppled over a bit, and then she said, “Amar, shaadi ke baad hum aise hi aayenge weekends pe..”, I at once said, “Pakka Dolly, every second weekend, we shall drive to some place far off”, and then she said, “Amar promise, Come what may…” Oh my innocent lady, thy manner of spilling those words over the canvas of stress and pain, was so convincing that I actually believed that she desperately wanted to marry me.
And, finally let me take this story to Goa, the day when she was sick, the day when I did rounds of Majorda to find out the strange medicine her dad had prescribed, and the day, when my baby couldn’t enjoy the resort and Goa. That evening, I took her out to an overly romantic place, the side restaurant of a grand hotel. Although, we were among the few who were attending that breeze and the night, but it had Karaoke and wine. And, as always, I volunteered to do the sing the first Karaoke out from the crowd. I had no time to browse through the song’s menu as my baby was waiting there for me, so I just picked up the first song alphabetically – “Aa bhi Jaa..”! Sarcastically impressed by me she volunteered next, and sang the song “Jara jara mehekta hai..”, and surprisingly she was gazing at me while singing the sing. Now you would wonder why was I surprised, I wasn’t then, but now I am, when she already knew she is going to dump me once I go back to Japan, how come she had tears in her eyes? Well the answer is, extra chili mustard chicken, which would bring tears into the eyes of the dead, if a flake of it was popped into his mouth. Anyways, after that mesmerizing song (which definitely took me into the “wow” trance of love), she said, “Amar, I am sure after all the hardships you came to India, and all the pain you have suffered so far (and all the money you have spent so far), today must be feeling very good, promise me baby, you will marry me Come what may, and I will marry you, because, after all this has happened between us none of us can walk off. “
F.U.C.K ! This was the end of it, how couldn’t I just rest my faith in her. She had said that she would marry me in all cases, with her favorite clause of “Come what may”, so I had all reasons to justify everything I was doing for her. And the day when she asked me to leave her house, these three words caused more pain than those three words. The pain became a co-efficient of the fight “Come what may” Vs “I hate you”.
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I must say, “come what may” is a latent word.
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WTF ! What is happening with you guys. I owe my girlfriend 1 Lakh. LOL!
Now you should run off.. LOL
Nahi Bhai , She has always been nice to me . I will give her money back after marriage with 10% interest. And this money will deposit in our joint Account. LOL! Jai Bhadra Kaali…….
Ha haha .. Jai Bhadra Kali .. I am happy for you dude.. u r d lucky one.. Amar to bechaara Shiv jee ka bhakt hai .. saara jeher use hi peena hai ..
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Your experience is a lesson for me, Why did you not mail me regarding all this, I came to know about dilkaachaar.com through the linkedin update. how are you now ??
Where is that lady? Brilliant work on blogging though
Greg, Tys, I ll wait for Amar to answer you on email.
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Hello. Your story is sad, we want to eliminate such instances atleast from our society.
Thank you Sir, appreciate your help!
Why dont you venture into writing man ?
What do you think this is ? – I just don’t earn money from writing..
Some of your posts are thoroughly witty and some are terribly sad.
Flori, I would suggest – re-read the witty ones, they will sound sad ! just the narration is witty – thanks to Nikhil !
You made some decent points there regarding love and hatred. I looked into my life for the issue and found most persons truth. Apna launda kaafi bada ho gaya hai..
Bygod, tum jaise dost naa hi ho to acha hai – saale number phenko apna, bahut akele hain hum tumhaara sahaara ka jarurat hai – gmail waale id pe.
Excellent post.
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Very nice post. Now call me or mail on the email.
Its like you read my mind as far as romance and ditching are concerned! You seem to know a lot about this, like you wrote the book in it or something. I think that you can do with a few pics to drive the message home a bit, but instead of that, this is excellent blog. A great read. I’ll definitely be back. Love you man for all you have had the courage to share it with us.
There is noticeably a bunch to know about this. I don’t know how can sensible people like the bullshit you write !! Anyways, of you have guts publish this..
I like your point !
Acha likh lete ho be.. jabar jabar post diye ho.
Milo online, jabar baat batayenge
Amar/Nikhil, Thank you boss, grow up now. fuckers
Why dont you loose some years, I can kill you right away of you want..
Heya i’m for the first time here. saala koi bataya nahi humko, Dutta sahab ke saath yeh sab ho gaya..
You are a very capable person! But you are a rubbish lover, now become the Sharukh Khan of darrr
Very efficiently written post. Bahut hi dhansu angreji likhey ho boss !
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