''Kabhi aag lagne se pehle uthta hai aisa dhooya ''
The smoke that suffocates u, tauntS u at your inabilities, stings ur eyes with vehemence and engulfs u in sheer helplessness...like it consumed Vikram on the day of sanjay-garima marriage mayhem.when he paced back and forth in his flat like a caged wild beast, prowling, pulling his precious hairs,and feel disgusted at his inability to act...and why was he unable to act ??
because of the farcical state he was trapped in where he was officially a nobody to the woman he wanted to protect and the he had to bow down unwillingly to the beast who was legally somebody to her !! that somebody who can abuse her with words and blows in front of the whole world because he possessed the certificate of approval from the society, that someone who is technically her closest person in the world and he an outsider. The smoke clouded his judgement too twice...1st when he surrendered for a while thinking he had no right to intervene. .and saw shobha crumpling like a piece of rag with each strike of samarth's dagger of vicious words. And honestly what right had he to exercise on that moment?? right of a boss ? Right of a good friend? Still off boundaries...
But then his heart prodded him silently, and he could take it no more and he sprang into action . And once he started it could hardly be stopped...all rage, mad,mulish,molten lava hot exploded from him, if saurav and sanjay had not stopped him he would have pounded samarth to a bloody pulp . And second time when at home he felt insanely helpless and tied down . Even the japmala of friendship was not convincing enough to demand haq .The whole myriad shades of emotions that erupted spontaneously from vikram in this whole oddessy manage enough foods for thoughts and arise some pinching questions .
What is that element existed between them ?? a friendship in itz purest form ? A love pure and white in its nascent state ? An admiration born out of mutual respect and understanding ? A comradeship between to persons equally suffered in love ??
Like someone dear once told me that love can have a total and absolute emotional and intellectual aspect without veering towards physicality at all and that can bring forth exact intensity and dedication that any love relation in the world can pull up.sanjay fought with the whole world to be with garima.He begged, fought, pleaded, emotionally blackmailed his guardians to understand his plight and have mercy on him. He even forgot his fright to pull the stunt of killing himself ...now what vikram was doing?? he had gone to that extreme that now-a-days sarda's insults and shutting the door upon his face barely registers his brain...sanjay used to climb balcony surreptitiously and woo his juliet...the more mature and intelligent one hasd learnt and perfected the art of sneaking in sarda's absence,have all the conversations completed and leave without ruffling any feather.
he had stretched his limits to that extent that one word of request from sobha and he did not hesitate to put his lifelong friendship on stake and still bear no grudge or splutter no venom against her...and then keeping aside his supreme ego, he let go all disputes,hurled accusations within minutes and engulfs that same friend back in a bear hug. The intensity of thunderous fury radiated from his whole presence as he broke the slap intended towards sobha...scorched samath so profoundly...that he mouthed a very pertinent question in his filthy, ignominious way of impertinence ofcourse. If you forget the scum filled 1st part of the question, the main part is ''kyu tumhare khilaf ek labz bhi nehi sunsakta woh''
... kyu ki jo ajeeb rishta took birth between them during throwing mountain height challenge and accepting, fulfilling it with grace and courage, during the matches of verbal sword-plays, during every commitment with perfection even when plagued with personal worries,loss and disturbia intrigued vikram, she is like no other woman he knew, itz mysterious from where she draws such tremendous mentan strength and yet makes it appear as if itz her everyday cup of tea...destiny drew him closer and and the more near he went the more surprises awaited for him.Her complete devotion to her family as a mother, as a bahu as a bhabi and even as a loyl wife of a thoroughly disgusting person made him gape in wonder, think against his perceived notion of womenfolk, fight for her unjust imprisonment,quarrel with ketan and receive a surprised amused smirk( yeh toh gaya type from him)
. The man hated and avoided police, court untidyness like plage yet he braved thru filthy policestations, worked out a solution overnight and ran to the courthouse,threw out elements from his office that dared to malign her honour ..and before he knew the wall of defense had collapsed and there was no turning back...
what did he earn in exchange of all these self invited troubles in his apparant unruffled, peacepul or shall I say stagnant lake like life ?? nothing materialistic, nothing what people could see or he could flaunt.but he became a hero, a friend , a key to solution, a very special person on the eyes of someone whose own eyes lights up every time they behold him . She has earned his ultimate respect,adoration,complete trust total attention and complete commitment in a relation ship that has simply no wordly expression ...and issliye he cannot tolerate any verbal or physical lash that dares to hurt her...
and he simply doesnot care anymore what that other man thinks of him...!! call me romantic, and but all around ViBha I can smell cherry blossoms...vernal breeze and nightingale chirpings...they themselves smelled that too on subconscious level and thatz why vikram could request sobha to give her life and love a second thought on the day of her divorce and shova wiped her tears to look at him with eyes that scream worship and admiration !