I heard the most extraordinary love story the other day, straight out of the movies. Like a lot of love stories, the promise of the beginning never quite matched up to the hopes and expectations of everyday life. The farther the distance between the promises made and promises kept, greater the disappointment. My life is a series of disappointments. But as i wrote in my Higher Secondary english exam essay and i don’t know why i remember this, “life is a series of series of disappointments and failures and the only way to be a success in life is not to lose hope and never ever give up.” Been six years since then though it seems longer. We all need to move on. As I have moved on from you. I thought it would take longer but surprisingly it only took two months and I have never felt better.

That’s the best we could do in this mortal life. Never lose hope. Never give up. if you give up you would be doing a dis-service to yourself.  But that was quite a love story of cosmic coincidences, purple passion, long distance love and heartbreaking disappointments. I haven’t heard anything like it before. If only i were an amazing novelist a la Michael Ondaatje. But i do have a song that defines the tale. There’s always a Death Cab song that suits well to any given tale. Did I mention Transatlanticism is probably one of the awesomest songs written in the last decade? To think I went to India and missed the death Cab concert in Philly last month. Somebody, please shoot me.