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August 20, 2014

Romancing the thought of romance...

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Romance is a word that inevitably creates a scenario of cuddling couples, dingy khopchaas and the dance and song sequence around lush green trees. Everybody is romantic at heart but if one has to talk about it, it is still a taboo.  Maybe for the deep in culture people it is more physical than emotional.

It is beyond gifts, price tags, love letters and hush! Hush!
Don't you think a surprise halt at a tapari for tea and pakoda while waiting for the rain to stop is more romantic than a suave dinner. The smiles are more harmonious and the rain drops more melodious. Planned dinners and lunches are always welcome still this is a different feeling altogether. We are never satisfied with the clothes we have, the accessories we have dumped but someday that tiny gift appears while cleaning the cupboard and we are all smiles and gleaming.
Therefore, romance is that ever-burning splinter that sometimes burns bright and other times just is dim waiting to shine again. As the fire that helps us keeps warm and at the same time can burn us, romance helps keep life moving through the rough tides and barren days but overindulgence in making it pompous can ruin the charm. You do not need a reason or an ambiance to feel romantic.

 Frankly speaking men have little place for romance in their lives. At least it is not their forte.  I hear some woman say how much their men love them and spend on them. I somehow do not see anything romantic in it though it speaks about his good manners.

Being as diverse as we are from each other the thoughts about romance shall vary. However, one thing is for sure that it acts as an icing on the cake called life.

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