I met Ila in 1979. I was 19 then. She must have been few months younger.
Ila was a slightly chubby, reasonably pretty, happy, upper middle class teenager, like any other. Not particularly intelligent, nor significantly dumb. I fell in love - in retrospect, with the idea of Ila in my mush inclined head.
Poor girl. For the next three years, and much beyond, I must have stood for her as an unhappy example of a gentleman pest, fruitlessly bombarding her unwilling but consistently polite self with half-digested ideas of revolution and the meaning of life. My virginal attentions, devoid of any thoughts of real physical contact, must have seemed to her quite odd.
But Ila was a very decent human being. All through the time I knew her (she later got married and went off to Ohio) she never ever (not even once) ticked me off for being so annoyingly persistent. For a very long time afterwards she personified chaste virtuous love for me. I even ran a company called Ila Film & Video (after graduating from FTII) for a few years.
The female lead in my FTII diploma film "Avkash Kal" is called Ila.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
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4 comments:
Arun,
I'm sure many of us have had such experiences.
I'm glad you shared yours with us.
Cheers,
Rohit
Arun,
A good read (I am chuckling...)on a hot summer afternoon.
Ciao!
Shilpa
Intriguing, to say the least :)
with the experience so easily penned down...which still is in your memory so strong to make a film ...
im looking fwd to see the film...
:-)
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