MY REAR WINDOW ROMANCE STORY
A Fictional Spoof
Disclaimer: This story is a fictional spoof, satire, pure fiction, just for fun and humor, no offence is meant to anyone, so take it with a pinch of salt and have a laugh.
Part 1 : REAR WINDOW
I am sure you have seen the classic movie REAR WINDOW – directed by Alfred Hitchcock and starring James Stewart and Grace Kelly.
Rear Window is a quintessential Hitchcock style mystery thriller made in 1954.
In my opinion – Rear Window is one of Hitchcock’s best films – a masterpiece – an awesome movie – despite its simplicity.
The Story is simple.
A newspaper photographer with a broken leg passes time recuperating by observing his neighbours through his window.
After he breaks his leg during a dangerous assignment – the main protagonist – a professional photographer (James Stewart) is wheelchair bound and confined to his Apartment, while he recuperates.
His rear window looks out onto a small courtyard and several other apartments.
During the hot summer – he passes time by watching his neighbours – who keep their windows open to stay cool.
Each of the “objects of attention” – occupants of the other apartments who are being observed by our protagonist – depict insightful interpretations of the entire gamut of human relationships – as the main protagonist “watches” them through his “rear window” – and – we – the movie viewers – share his voyeuristic surveillance – as the movie takes mysterious twists and turns till it reaches a terrific climax.
Rear Window is an engrossing film – a fascinating portrayal of our tendency towards curiosity and voyeurism.
The movie exposes many facets of the loneliness of city life and it tacitly demonstrates the impulse of human curiosity. It explores our fascination with looking at persons, objects and things – and – the attraction of “objects of our attentions”.
I am sure you have had many such “rear window” experiences.
Well – I have had my share – especially when I lived in high-rise “gated communities” – or – in residential complexes which have rows of high-rise buildings where balconies face each other – giving you a clear view – like in Curzon Road Apartments in New Delhi.
Part 2 : MY “REAR WINDOW” ROMANCE STORY
Let me tell you about a rather amusing “rear window” story that happened to me.
Once upon a time – we lived in a high-rise residential complex – and from the rear balcony (“Rear Window”) of our top floor apartment – I had a “grandstand view” of the apartments of neighbouring building.
One day – when I was shopping in a Mall – a beautiful woman looked at me – she smiled – she walked up to me – and she said:
“Hello – so nice to meet you in person.”
I was flabbergasted.
Seeing my bewilderment – the lovely lady said to me:
“Don’t you recognize me…? I live in the neighbouring building – right opposite your balcony. We have been “looking at each other” for more than 3 months now. It’s been quite a long “long distance relationship” – and – I was wondering whether we would actually meet face-to-face. It is such a pleasure to meet you. By the way – my name is ‘XXX’…” she said, proffering her hand.
I shook her hand – I introduced myself – and I said to her: “I am really sorry for not recognizing you…”
“Really…? You did not recognize me…? Every time I see you standing in your balcony – you seem to be looking intently at me. I think you better get your eyesight checked…” she said with a mischievous smile.
And then – she said goodbye – and she walked away to continue with her shopping.
I felt hungry – so – I walked to the ‘Food Court’ in the Mall.
There – I saw another “long distance” “rear window” “object of my attention” – a pretty young girl – who – it seemed – was recently married.
In the food court – she was sitting with her husband – who I had seen occasionally in his balcony.
I confidently walked up to pretty young girl – and I said to her:
“Hello…!!! Great to see you here. It feels so nice to meet you…”
The girl gave me a perplexed look.
“Don’t you recognize me…? We look at each other every morning across our balconies – especially when you hang your clothes to dry…” I said to her.
The girl looked away – she seemed embarrassed.
But – her husband gave me a fierce look and he angrily said to me:
“Have you been staring at my wife…?”
“NO. NO. Please don’t misunderstand. It is not what you think…” I said to the angry husband.
I believe in the dictum:
“Discretion is the better part of Valour...”
So – I beat a hasty retreat.
Part 3 : EPILOGUE
Next morning – as usual – I was standing at my “Rear Window” – observing the “goings on”.
I saw the beautiful lady – the first “object of my attention” (the first woman I had met in the Mall).
She was standing in her balcony with a cup of tea in her hand.
I could see her clearly – since – I was wearing my newly acquired spectacles.
(Yes – as advised by her – I had got my eyes checked immediately at the Optician’s Shop in the Mall and obtained a pair of spectacles)
She waved out to me – I waved back.
Then – she went inside – probably to get ready for office.
I shifted my gaze downwards.
I could see the second “object of my attention” – the newly-married girl whose husband had angrily scowled at me.
As per her morning routine – she was hanging the washed clothes on the clothesline to dry.
I tried to avert my eyes.
But – she looked towards me – and – she smiled at me – and she gave me jovial wave.
I vigorously waved back to her too.
One thing is clear:
“One look of genuine admiration in your eyes – is worth a thousand verbal compliments...”
This is true for women – and it applies to some men too – especially those obsessed with their bodies.
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1. This story is a fictional spoof, satire, pure fiction, just for fun and humor, no offence is meant to anyone, so take it with a pinch of salt and have a laugh.
2. All stories in this blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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This is a repost of my story Humor in Romance : REAR WINDOW first posted online by me Vikram Karve on 13 April 2016 in my Academic and Creative Writing Journal Blog at url: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/04/humor-in-romance-rear-window.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/08/birdwatching-my-rear-window-romance.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/03/rear-window-pure-romance.html