Trophycana

Last time I saw her was during the live telecast of IIFA Awards. She arrived on stage wearing a dark saree. Her heads down and she was smiling like on the throes of success. When success knocks the door of a sweet teenager Lucy of William Wordsworth. Unaware, unaffected. Her smile had hundred percent virginity, full of humility and energy, passion and positivity. She went ahead, collected her trophy and then again back in her seat.

My eye-lids were trying their best to defy the laws of nature, to come up and down, and get their fair share of Shreya Ghosal.

Last night, she was right in front of me, or rather I had an opportunity to have a glimpse of this rising queen of Bollywood songs as part of a "cultural programme" (my lingo to symbolise contexts offering pretty somethings who are able to cause a Kuch Kuch Hota Hai).

She started with her debut Devdas and went on till Jab We Met and thereafter. Her "thank you so much" and honest invitation to the crowd to sing with her and her effort to create a masti-vara atmosphere had a silent taker in me. I was listening to her and trying to understand her every steps. I realised my own intensity. Her repeated offering "Love you so much" made me feel rather honest. I felt better for the moment. I was into her steps, her straight hair, her long leg, her smile, her everything....trying to define her presence in various terms from a distance of approximately 30 meters.

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There are very few people around us who possess such "healing touch". They make you feel positive with their presence. They carry a balloon of positivity wherever they go and whoever they interact. Their sensuous presence, their kind words and their sensitivity provide an enormous opportunity to lift you up and transport you into an altogether different planet. They make you forget yourself for the time being. At first, you may not meet their eyes but you love to see them and hear them even from a distance. You want to fall in love with them without even seeing them.

And they capture our imagination, our body, mind and spirit in our subconscious. Their rejection is our connection. We don't mind if they don't like us. We just want them to be at a distance so that we get the fair share of their fragrance.
May be that's why people adore their heroes, no matter real or reel!!
May be that's why I also adore people!!
In turn, people should adore eachother, pronunce love for eachother, to be loved. And live.

Tailpiece : I was so moved by The Secret of Rhonda Byrne that I borrowed the expression "trophy wife" to rightly express my longings from my future partner. While visualising Trophycana before submitting it here I felt that longing. Hence this title.

We all love beautiful people, people having good body and mind. I believe, particularly the goodlooking lot had probably done something good in their past life and have thus been sent by God to continue spreading the same goodness on earth. So if you feel that you are good-looking then please, my dear reader, help the rest of us enjoy the virtue of the humankind. So, in a way, flaunting/celebrating your beauty is part of this virtue. Hence my desire for a "trophy wife" who would make me feel one and whole, who would titilate me like there is no tomorrow.