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Mera Wala 2 States

February 14, 2019 | By

Author Ramendra Kumar steps back into memories and recounts his own love story that bridged two states in a “special, special story for Valentine’s Day”.

Ramendra Kumar and his beloved Madhavi

I am sure many of you would have seen the movie 2 States and enjoyed it too.
Well, let me tell you my love story which kickstarted more than two and half decades  back and had all the drama, twists and turns which made 2 States so engrossing.
I had always thought instant love was as impossible as instant nirvana. This notion was shattered when I joined Rourkela Steel Plant (RSP) and was asked to report to the Discussion Room of the Training Chief. When I entered the room I saw a girl sitting on a sofa.

“Are you also a management trainee,” she asked and smiled. “My name is Madhavi.”
I looked at her and was mesmerized.  I had never seen any girl so devastatingly pretty.
At 11.05 on 23rd October, 1986 I fell instantly, insanely in love. At that moment I knew I wanted to marry Madhavi, ASAP.

I went about achieving Mission Madhavi with a dogged determination. I had always been an incorrigible flirt. However, earlier my flirting had been a kind of aimless indulgence. But in this case it was with a purpose: to somehow impress this angel and make her mine.

If it took me slightly more than six seconds to decide that Madhavi was my soul mate, it took her exactly six months and six days to make up her mind to be mine.

2 states love story

“Then let us get married right away.”

A day after her ‘confession’ she left for Bhubaneswar to tell her parents.  I too wrote to my father.

Three days later I received a telegram from him: “Congratulations to you and Madhavi.”

When Madhavi came back she looked utterly drained out.
“What happened?” I asked.
“My dad seems to have gone completely berserk.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know we are Telugu Vaishnavite Brahmins.”
“Ya, I know, and I am a Marwari – that too hailing from North India!”
“Y…yes, I mean – father doesn’t mind me marrying anyone as long as he is from our caste.”
“But Madhu, surely you could have reasoned with him?”
“You think I didn’t try. I cried, I wept and I ranted. It was of no use. He simply refused to listen.”

For the next couple of months things continued in the same vein.  Almost every week she would go to meet her parents, make one more desperate attempt and return in a state of further emotional ruin.

Then finally one day she dropped the bombshell.

“Ramen, I am sorry. But I cannot get married to you. My father has threatened he will go on a fast unto death. The condition in which he is, I am sure he won’t survive.    And we cannot build our future on his pyre.”

I was dumbstruck. I could never imagine the every smiling Madhavi whose basic mission in life was spreading sweetness and sunshine would go around like a modern day Mary Magdalene.

I resigned and went back to Hyderabad, but we kept regularly in touch.

A few months later I received a letter. “Dear Ramen, there is no point in continuing a relationship which has no future.  So let us say goodbye forever and move ahead.”

This was the last straw. I went into a deep depression.  I started writing like a maniac, like a man possessed. In a space of two weeks I wrote 21 poems. On an impulse I bundled the poems and sent them to her, without any letter or even a note.

A week later I got a two line letter from her.

Dearest Ramen,
“Can you come to Rourkela for one last time? If you are too busy I’ll understand.”

I boarded the train the same day.

“Ramen, I can’t stay without you. God knows how much I have tried. But it is impossible. I cannot survive without you. ”
“Have you told your parents anything?”
“No, of course not!  If I get married to you my dad  will obviously  be very upset but I’m sure he will come around eventually.”
“Then let us get married right away.”

Ramendra Kumar love story

Our ‘2 States’ are in a state of unity and near bliss!

I approached the management of RSP and was told that I could join back but only as a fresh entrant – that meant I would be around two years junior to Madhavi and the rest of my batchmates.   I agreed – after all it was a small price to pay for getting together with my life, my love.

On 26th March 1988 we got married. Obviously only my side of the family was in attendance. Her parents were informed the next day. There was a lot of drama which continued for close to three years.

Ramendra Kumar with Madhavi

Enjoying a dance in recent times

How did the impasse end? Well it took a 3 kg wonder and her pristine smile to demolish the wall of fury that existed between my in-laws and me. The moment my daughter Ankita was placed in her grandpa’s lap there was a transformation. He probably realized that any person who had contributed to the ‘creation’ of this angel couldn’t be that big a devil!

Now we are one big happy family. And though Andhra Pradesh has been fractured our ‘2 States’ are in a state of unity and near bliss!

Ramendra Kumar and Madhavi

Ramendra Kumar and Madhavi with their children Ankita and Aniket

More creative expressions from Ramendra Kumar
Musings: Papa Scheherazade! – a recount of the challenges of parenting a baby daughter
Poems: My Best Friend – a love poem dedicated to the most important woman in his life

More to read

Book review: 2 States – Kahaani Poori Filmi Hai

Movie Reviews:
2 States Review: Melodramatic Love
2 States Review: ‘Marriage Ki Politics’

Ramendra Kumar (Ramen) is an award-winning writer, performance storyteller and inspirational speaker with 49 books. His writings have been translated into 32 languages and included in 26 textbooks and many anthologies in various countries. Ramen has written across all genres ranging from picture books to adult fiction, satire, poetry, travelogues, biographies and on issues related to parenting and relationships. His writings have been published by the major publishing houses in India. His books brought out by National Book Trust (NBT), India have notched up sales of more than 4.9 lakh copies in just one year. Ramen has been invited to several international literary festivals as well as Indian events such as Jaipur Litfest and seminars organised by Sahitya Akademi and IGNOU. The author has won a total of 41 awards in the competition for writers of children’s literature organised by Children’s Book Trust (CBT) over the years, which is among the highest by any writer. Ramen was chosen as the ‘Author and Storyteller of the Year’ (2022), on ‘Talking Stories’, London, UK’s number one Radio Programme dedicated to the art of storytelling. He was nominated as a Jury Member for the Best Children’s Author Category of The Times of India’s ‘Women AutHer’ Awards, 2020. Ramen was also selected as a mentor for the Scholastic Writers Academy. An alumnus of the prestigious Hyderabad Public School (HPS), Ramen is an Engineer & an MBA. He and his inspiration, his wife Madhavi, were General Managers at SAIL, when they took Voluntary Retirement to pursue their respective passions. Their children are bonsai celebrities in their own right. While Ankita is a youth icon and a travel blogger with an Instagram following of 296 K, Aniket creates cool Apps and designs covers for his dad’s books. Ramen is now a Cancer warrior and an inspiration to many. His website is and he has a page devoted to him on Wikipedia.
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4 thoughts on “Mera Wala 2 States

  • Jitu

    LOL Ramendra ji. 🙂 Your ‘2States’ definitely has all the masala quotient that made the other, more famous ‘2 States’ such a big celluloid hit. 🙂 Congratulations on your Blockbuster and god bless you. 🙂

    I on the other hand… saw my husband ‘eye to eye’ on the morning of the day we were about to get married. 🙂 Long way to a silver jubilee still but our 17yr old ‘Blind Date’ is still on. 🙂

  • Ramendra Kumar

    Thanks a ton, Jitu for your comments. Appreciate your sense of humour. All the very best for the coming Silver Jubilee. Love, as the cliche goes, is blind. So I am sure your blind date has truckloads of love in it :))

    BTW, if you want to know the Post Script you may read “Effective Parenting : A New Paradigm ”
    The link is on L & C .

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