Today there was a lot on the screen, screaming about selfishness Rama Shubham, Nandini, the goddess of pretense, but only one thing was seen - Ram and Lovely, strangers talking like the most relatives.
He eats like a baby, she helps with burns, he's curious, she responds. He talks, she listens, and then vice versa. They see no boundaries, they just communicate with their eyes and souls, for the glory of their love, Hanuman and that story about the Gods, from Mira Ma.
Their connection is similar to divine, this is said once again. But at the same time, she is so down to earth and normal. When he wants to admire and touch her, and she is happy to accept it. When he gets jealous and wildly wants to know if she loves that man, Pihu's father, and she wants to yell that it's you, Ram! But she is silent, because he protects, and no words are needed. He will understand everything himself, he already understands. Her love for him is everything, hence the freedom in communication and the courage to object to those who have long been asking for it. This is what Priya wanted so much and she achieved it. There is no memory, but her Ram belongs to her. They now have everything for two, one whole.