“You pierce my soul. I’m half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I’m too late. […] For you alone I think and plan.”
–Captain Wentworth, in the best-loved love-letter of all time in Jane Austen’s ‘Persuasion’.
Do you ever feel that you’re an anachronism? That you’d rather have been born in a time and place where romance was simpler and yet more complex than now? I get that whenever I watch or read period romances. Like I’ve been doing for the past few days. I started with ‘The Lizzie Bennet Diaries’, moved on to ‘Lost in Austen‘, then watched all the four episodes of BBC’s adaptation of ‘North and South’, got worm-holed (my friend V’s expression, I hope you don’t mind me borrowing, V!) into watching my favorite scenes of ‘Emma’ (Jonny Lee Miller playing the gorgeously correct Mr. Knightly), and rounded up by watching Ciaran Hind in ‘Persuasion’. And WOW! I just can’t ever get enough of historical romances in general and Jane Austen in particular.
Amanda Price, I totally empathize with you!
Lost in Austen (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
“Not a heartbeat will I forget.”
–Mr. Darcy, Lost in Austen
Anything I say or write is superfluous.
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the stars shine so beautifully at night,
the sun looks brighter than bright,
flowers smell prettier than ever,
I don’t anymore say ‘never’,
I jump every time my phone beeps,
stay awake while the world sleeps,
am learning to cook your favorite dishes,
‘Mr. Right’ is no more one of my weekly wishes,
why I’m happy, and smile all the time;
you’re the reason why I write sappy poems that rhyme!
the day we met last;
seems like here and now,
though a thing of the past.
I can still feel
your palms over mine,
those futile efforts at palmistry,
that corny pick-up line.
Can still smell
the lunch we shared.
Over coffee and burgers,
not a subject we’d spared.
I still dream
about that perfect day;
a nip in the air made you offer me
your jacket in that offhand way.
your smile, your laugh, your chivalry;
in my heart they ever stay–
your jokes, your compliments, your gallantry.
how it would be
if we were together–
just you and me.
|Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy
The 1990’s six part TV miniseries ‘Pride and Prejudice’ starring Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle is the most faithful adaptation of the novel I have seen so far, and the best. My favorite, as of millions others.
This was my attempt to recreate that perfect face and the intensity on it as Mr. Darcy looks on while Elizabeth is playing with a dog.
Of course, you can’t really tell it’s supposed to be Colin Firth. Even though I cheated a bit, I couldn’t get a likeness.
However, Colin Firth looks absolutely, mind-boggingly gorgeous in this film. And in this scene, which is one of my favorites.
This movie/miniseries is doubly romantic because it has Colin Firth–perhaps the sexiest man alive at the time–playing Mr. Darcy, the most romantic hero ever!
Note: This post is a shout out to my friend Vandana, in response to one of her tweets. Also, I’d like to tell her that what women-around-the-globe truly desire isn’t just Mr. Darcy, but a man who is a combination of Mr. Darcy, Bingley and Wikham, and looks exactly like Colin Firth!
Tell me I’m wrong. Go on, tell me!
Based on a true story 🙂
3) You have to get them a birthday gift. They’ll take you to a shopping mall promising they’ll buy something from there. But once you get there, they’ll buy you a super nice gift instead, and insist they didn’t like anything enough for themselves. Leaving you burdened with the guilt of not having bought them anything for their birthday in the first place!
2) You’re going out for drinks and dinner one evening. They’ll make you dress up, shower you with compliments and generally make you feel on top of the world (which are mostly delusions of grandeur). And then they’ll try and set you up with their single friends! (who may be very cute and charming, but that is quite besides the point).
1) You’ve been getting over an ungettable crush since forever. Most months in the year you manage to succeed too. And then comes the month when you tend to think of him more than just a bit. But instead of helping you forget about him, they’ll praise him to heaven and back; encourage your impossible daydreams and for some not-so-unfathomable reason, make you feel unreasonably homicidal!