In Frame: Bob Dylan and Suze Rotolo
Photographer: Unknown
“What do you think of me?” she asked.
“You are like the harmonica part in a Bob Dylan song,” I said, almost laughing. “You keep appearing and disappearing and hence suprising me in the process. But, you know, you’re always there. And when you’re not, then that feeling of you is there: the feeling of beauty intertwined with awkwardness and quirkiness – that is so unique to you. How do you do that? And it is this strange (yet familiar) beauty which robs me of my rationality and tosses me somewhere high in the sky where I cannot help but fall… Fall to fall in love with you.”
PS: Actually, she never asked this and I never said that. So, she doesn’t know. Or, maybe she does, now.
Deepak Rana 