The happily Never afters

I was watching the Hugh Grant, Julia Roberts starer 'Notting Hill' for the nth time today, after a very long gap I might add. It is one of my favourite romantic comedies of all times.


But when I watched it today, I didn't feel the exhilaration I have felt when I watched it earlier. I realised I had a problem with the ending. That is not how it happens in real life. The guy does not come dashing through the traffic to accept his mistake. In real life, the story ends when Anna (Roberts) leaves the shop after being turned down.


I am not blaming the guys in this piece. Girls are do that equally. What I am blaming are the movies, the songs, the books (some of them). Who can, in the real world, claim to have found true love? The kind that all the songs and movies keep talking about. As in the light headed, floating in the air, rose tinted glasses kind? I think this whole thing can be equated to one particular character- Edward Cullen. He is, by far, the best analogy I could find. Edward is a dream for every woman but he is exactly that- a dream. He does not exist in real life. It is also what can be precisely said of the whole 'true love' phenomenon- it does not exist in real life.



Where have you seen spectacular admissions of love like you have in 'Notting Hill', 'Someone like You' or even 'Jab We Met'? They are just fantasies. I would classify them with something like Star Wars- brilliantly done, excellent creativity BUT does not have an ounce of truth to it. And most people, like the fanboys of Star Wars, believe in the fantasy and hope it is true when it never will be, leading to nothing more than depression in all parties involved.

I am tempted to quote a line from a movie (which is true, for once) 'Love and Other Disasters'- "True love is a conspiracy between the music, film and book industries. Where is it except in books, movies and songs?"

For as I see around myself, it is always a happily Never after all the time.