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You Belong To Me.



See the pyramids along the Nile,
Watch the sun rise on the Tropic isle
Just remember darling all the while
You belong to me
See the marketplace in old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember when a dream appears
You belong to me
I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too

~Sue Thompson/Jason Wade
Pee Wee King, Chilton Price, and Redd Stewart

Relationships can be so strong and yet so fragile. I have friends who met in the 10th grade and are dating each other till date and their love has only grown stronger over these years when both of them have been in different parts of the country. Nothing and no one has come in between them. They love each other with the same innocence and the intensity with which they loved each other in 2002. We were a bunch of kids then, our fathers all in the Defence services were posted together for a year for a course and when it ended we all had to part. There were loads of relationships around that time, some continued after we left too, some broke there and new ones were formed instantly. But nothing has lasted like this couple did. They resisted all boundaries of regions, cultures & language to be together and how. In this world of such fragile relationship, it gives me such happiness to see relationships like these succeed. Reinstates my belief in the DDLJ kind of romances, romances that are too good to be true and that make us feel good about ourselves and the world and life.

Off-late my parents have been telling me stories of broken marriages: love and arranged. It breaks their hearts more to know that kids they have known as babies have broken or unsuccessful relationships or marriages. What are we in this generation doing so differently? Why do we sometimes give so much importance to the temporary things in life, why are the more permanent things judged with insignificant qualities, why does love fail? Do long distances always end in a sad ending?

Sometimes when I sit and think about going far away from the man I love for an extended period or time ranging 1 year + or him going away from me, I shudder. And amongst my own group of friends I know similar feelings exist. Why is that we can not with guarantee say "we'll be fine". I think it's the impermanence of everything. People who have been with each other for years fall apart & are suddenly strangers. There is this fear of "when I am far away and not there to share his everyday life, will he get closer to some others, who can maybe understand his feelings and his situation better?" I have had conversations with my friends about this and they eerily feel the same. Falling out of love, is now so common. Feelings and people like our plastic lives are replaceable. I have known, seen, heard close friends, relatives fall out of love after being in long relationships and the ease with which they fall in love again, is scary.

This song, is about a lover begging his/her lover to remember wherever he/she goes to always know that "you belong to me" In this era of crumbling relationships, and in this era when it is an ordinary occurrence, I wish and hope more people put in that extra effort, give in that extra bit, lower that ego just a little bit more, and hold on firmly always knowing that they belong to someone.

Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when its wet with rain
Just remember till you're home again
You belong to me

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