Letters to Juliet

2:40 PM Priyanka 0 Comments



After months of being suggested to watch this movie, I finally did today, and honestly? I was moved to tears by the time the credits started rolling. It wasn't as bad as the time I literally wailed when I saw Titanic, but well, lets just say I was touched.

What always moves me about such movies is the whole concept of old age woven into a beautiful tale of hope and love. The mere thought of someone being there for you during those years of your life, has always been overwhelming...It's hard as it is, to find a good guy these days, someone who loves you for who you are, someone you can be yourself with, someone who finds time for you, someone who's ready to listen and open his heart out to you. The low probability of ever coming across such a man, coupled with the chance that we may last long enough, quite frankly makes me shudder.

Life is, and has always been a most intriguing story, full of surprizes and the ever so fateful incidents that reaffirm our faith in what we believe is destiny. Things almost never go the way we plan. It's fascinating, but also scary. What if the person whom I believe I like is not the person I'm supposed to be with, What if heartbreak is the only way out, What if...

"'What' and ‘if’ two words as nonthreatening
as words can be. But put
them together side-by-side and they
have the power to haunt you for the
rest of your life: ‘What if?'..."

"I don't know how your story ended.
But I know that if what you felt
then was love - true love - then
it's never too late. If it was true
then it why wouldn't it be true
now? You need only the courage to
follow your heart..."

"I don't know what a love like that
feels like... a love to leave loved
ones for, a love to cross oceans
for... but I'd like to believe if I
ever felt it. I'd have the courage
to seize it. I hope you had the
courage to seize it, Claire. And if
you didn't, I hope one day that you
will."

Is what Sophie wrote back as Juliet to Claire...and precisely what drove Claire all the way from London to Italy in search of the love she'd lost 50 years ago. While this might be called a fable, a mere figment of someone's imagination, I'd still like to believe that surviving among all the hatred in the world today, there still is true love, residing in all of us...wanting for us to go beyond our might and seize what we believe has always been ours.

I don't know if I'll ever find that love, the one that might someday make me feel the way Claire and Lorenzo did, but I do hope I don't let go of it when I do.

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