The Notebook: Remembrance Of Things Past
Published February 12, 2005
They had been married for over forty five years and had gone through the trials and tribulations of the Partition of India in which they had lost everything. And yet they managed to bring up for capable children who had flourishing careers in various lines.
The biggest regret of my father and his siblings was that by the time they had come into money, my grandmother condition had degenerated too far and she couldn't be pampered as they had wished their mother to be.
My grandmother had come from a rich family, had married into an equally rich family but the wheel of fortune decided to turn and she had gone through very hard financial times and yet through all that she had been a strong supportive mother and wife.
My grandfather told us tales about her resourcefulness and resilience while we watched him feed her. The tender way he wiped her mouth when the food dribbled down her mouth or the gentle squeeze he gave her hand while they watched the news on the tube testified to the deep love he still felt for her.
My grandmother's death came swiftly one morning and she died in the arms of her husband surrounded by her four children. I clearly remember him holding her fragile body and shedding silent tears.
Three years later he too died a broken man. After his wife's death he had shunned the company of his friends and gone into a self-imposed exile to another state as he couldn't bring himself to live in the house where his wife had died.
This brings me back to the movie. Just like my grandfather the elderly Noah couldn't bring himself to spend one day without seeing his wife. The love that the young couple had shared seemed to have evolved over the years to true love.
And what is true love? It is what was shared between my grandparents as by elderly Noah and his wife. It is those loving moments that elderly couples enjoy knowing that the days they spend together are precious and cannot be taken for granted. It makes each smile and squeeze of a hand more tender than the grand passion of young love. (Microsoft Word converted 'more tender' to 'tenderer'?!)
- The Notebook: Remembrance Of Things Past
- Published: February 12, 2005
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- Filed Under: Video: Romantic
- Writer: Deepti Lamba
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What is love? Is it something that is only valued in the absence of the other?