Posts Tagged ‘Marriage’

No, no this not about the Lansi Recreational Group. If such a thing even exists that it. What with the BRC and BA, I wouldn’t be surprised. And I’m certainly not complaining. For someone whose an ethnic sambol, the Burgher side of me loves the put a party attitude.

Getting back to the topic at hand though; BRG. One might call it a tad old fashioned, but I think it should still hold in this day and age when everything else of value that added to the quality of life seems to have diminished.

Take your average relationship. I am talking strictly in a concrete jungle and its suburbs kind of sense of course. People meet and date. They use the term going out, as if to imply that their relationship consists primarily or even solely of going to places together and I don’t mean in a metaphorical sense. A few years into it (and in some cases mere months) the parents are told and eventually introduced to each other as well. The couple move up the career ladder, mingle with each others’ friends from school and work. “Party” together. Apparently going out and getting smashed and dancing the night away is a party. It is no more the thing you got an invite to. Party has become a word. People go partying. A few years into it a rational discussion takes place as to when and where since it’s high time and before you know it you’ve booked a hotel, a band, sent the invitations and low and behold you’re a married couple. Slightly reduced goings out and partying, but you still go out of course. Cook together, watch TV together, travel together…

I could keep going on and on about this pattern, but my point is that something vital is missing. And I’m not talking about love. I sincerely hope that in the midst of going to places and partying, some love managed to creep in and stay there! No, that’s not what I’m on about at all!

The BRG I was referring to at the beginning of this post is the Big Romantic Gesture. Sweeping her off your feet. Taking his breath away. Marriage is supposed to be as a result of a proposal. A knock the socks of him or her proposal. And it’s not just in reference to marriage at all. I’ve become the biggest supporter of the un-marriage these days after all.

Swept off his Feet | by SKILZFLIX

Swept off his Feet | by SKILZFLIX

Romance doesn’t have to be about roses and chocolates. I agree very much that we’ve moved away from such clichés. It’s not about the movie gestures. It could just be a blog post that the other person will read and walk around with a shit-eating grin as a result. It’s going to Nuwara Eliya and looking for magic mushrooms like a madman. It’s bringing her strawberries because they tell you it’s an aphrodisiac. Romance and the BRG is what you make of it, what feels right for the two of you. But please don’t let it be dead!

Call me old fashioned, but like I mentioned earlier, we’ve given up on so much else, should we also be content that romance is dead in a new age world of “adult” relationships and sedate expressions of love?


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Three cheers to a fantastic production crew for handing their first production with such finesse and thank you so much to the cast for a performance well pulled off. (I think there was some syntax error in that sentence there, but what the heck!) It was an experience to work with such diverse personalities. And thank you Revati Chawla, for some super photography.



Shall post more pictures when I have the time with a proper run-down of this highly controversial production. Performed to a closed audience, but none the less, one I would like a wider group to see someday.

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Before the Storm by Stridsberg

Before the Storm by Stridsberg

Something made me remember promises I made to myself a long, long time ago (maybe even in a galaxy far, far away) and it reawakened my belief in the possibility of love. You know, the kind that lasts. I’m, at this point where I am coming to terms with the fact that there may not be a happily ever after for some of us. Sometimes the most deserving of love are the ones who are ultimately deprived.

And then I read something that really shook me. A quote from Dante. I may or may not find the perfection in the words I am to share with you, but by some slim chance that I do… these are the words I would want to hear and say. Because if the possibility does exist, it will be nothing short of this…

Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always

A promise, like a reward for persisting through life for so long alone

A belief in each other in the possibility of love

A decision to ignore or simply rise above the pain of the past

A covenant which at once bonds two souls and yet servers prior ties

A celebration in the chance taken in the challenge that lies ahead

For two will always be stronger than one

Like a team, braced against the tempests of the world

And love will always be the guiding force in our lives

For tonight is a mere formality

Only an announcement to the world of feelings long held

Of promises made so long ago in the spaces of our hearts

How does that happen? Being able to take a chance with love when life has given you every reason not to. It’s a biggie for me, that one. But the words to make a world of difference to my perspective on possibilities. Hope it does with yours too.

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