Sunday, April 14, 2013

The Wedding that was...

I watched Rendezvous, as I often do. This show charmed me as kid. I loved the way Simi Garewal conducted it. Her poise, the way she modulated her voice, the personal touch she added to it. Every guest on the show behaved like they were seated in her living room. Of course a tad bit pretentious at times, but this show just takes me back to childhood. Days when English shows on Indian Television were rare and an English Channel was even more rare.

This particular tit bit is from the hour long session Simi has with Saif Ali Khan and his then wife Amrita Singh.  I watched it tonight and I don't remember watching this particular one as a child. Even if I had, I don't think it would have tickled my thoughts, the way it did tonight.

Here is a couple, if you watch the link, you'll realize, SO comfortable with each other. The way they hold hands in the beginning or how he nudges her hand away in the middle. They speak of their steamy love affair and their find-a-ring-and-get-married-quick wedding. Absolutely no qualms of talking about their physical attraction and their comfort level. The way he looks at her while she is talking, giving her the space to speak her mind. Amrita seems in her element. She doesn't seem like she's holding a facade. Saif seems more himself than he seems today. (Whether he was pretending then or pretending today is a mystery) They exude every bit the couple in love and comfort.
They speak of all the fun times they shared, the way their marriage grew. She says, as normal as it is for any woman to be insecure of her husband to be in an industry such as Bollywood, she was never one to be a watchdog. She gives a very smart example of what she is trying to convey. Saif speaks of the times when he has needed his quite, his peace, the space and how willingly she allowed it.
Somewhere in the middle of it, there is a mention of 'whether this would run in the long run' and they brush it off with 'why not?'.

There isn't one thing there that gave out what was meant to happen years after. She gave up her career and says she is content with a loving husband, a family, their baby. He looks dapper, happy, the smile reaching his eyes. Yes, their age difference very evident, but not one to weaken the bond. Then why?
Why did they fall apart years after? Two beautiful kids later. What could have changed? Did the master become cautious? Did that push his prized possession to be curious about what lay beyond the boundaries? Did she push it to happen? Did he think it would be alright?

Growing up, I have seen lovely couples bloom into weddings that have lasted the test of time and I have seen lovely couples wither the bloom of the wedding. I have seen some hold onto the last drops of dew to keep the life in the marriage. I have seen them work and seen them fall apart. I wish we could really put a finger on why things work the way they work or the way they don't work the way they should have worked.

I have come to value the sacred roots of what makes a wedding a marriage and I only hope I weave someday a marriage of my own. One that is spun with the yarns I gather over the years and yarns we will add of our own.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6YWWGMrCW5Q