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Recently, the police swooped on twenty cuddling couples billing and cooing among the rocks even as the tide seemed asleep at Land's End, Bandra, the metropolitan suburb made sacrosanct by the luminescent Church of the Lady of the Mount, juxtaposed to which is the hallowed Ashram of the devoutly worshipped Fr. Agnel. The meddlesome manner in which the police acted must have sent the lovers' hearts a-flutter and their hands a take-off as the deep and daunting voice of the officer-in-charge"What's all this?" must have slided into the heated scene as if some menace had materialised from nowhere and a howl of protest must have emanated from the interlocked pairs. There is no knowing in what striking postures and positions the couples were found when they were intruded upon by the cops - may be, some had their lips sealed in a long ...... long kiss, some may have been folded in each other's arms, some locked in such a hermatic embrace that only a powerful machinery like the police could unglue them and some perhaps were just pouring sweet nothings into each other's ears. It may be that some of the couples were larking about in a playful manner, but there may have been a few truly in love with each other and may have landed on the rocks to express in more than one way the depth of their love and, being so full-hearted, may have forgotten everything around them while they were deeply engrossed in the affairs of the heart. Verily, the course of true love never did run smooth. Romeo had to clamber up to reach Juliet's balcony and he huffed and he puffed as he declared to Juliet: 'With love's light wings I've over-perched these walls for stony limits cannot keep love out'. Much may have also depended on the mood of the moment. Some sulking hero may have been in no mood to kiss even if Helen of Troy were by his side and some frenetic female may have taken umbrage at the loony behaviour of her male partner. As against this, some slim and svelte ministering angel may have proposed to her man which could have led them to the altar to make her emerge as a model of domestic virtues, as Penelope was to Ulysses, instead of being paraded to the police station on a wave of woe. Some chap with his eyes rolling in his sockets may have promised all heaven to his other half with visions of a cosy home and a rosy future when all hell broke loose. The idea of being thus united in the bonds of holy matrimony might have got busted for a while but since they were released on bail they could have, if they so chose, gone back to the same spot or elsewhere the same night or later to fill up the wine-cup of love till what seemed like a deadlock ended in wedlock. |
