Seeds Of Passion - Chandra Nandini So Far. - Page 2

Ankita, that was another of your fantastic posts. You really have a talent for expression. The symbols and images you use are very vivid and evocative. Passion is neither simple nor uncomplicated. It is an all-consuming emotion. It literally burns out those who experience it just like a candle and its burning wick. It could be desire, it could be hatred, it could be lust, it could be anger, it could be bitterness, or a curious mix of all these emotions in varying degrees. It is completely overwhelming. As you said, the seeds for such an overwhelming emotion have been sown in both our leads Chandra and Nandini. None of what the leads feel for each other is either normal or balanced. The series is definitely intriguing me!

Originally posted by: BrienneOfTarth

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">Passion is not a feeling. Love, hate, lust, jealousy...these
are feelings. Passion has no colour of its own but is instead coloured by the
emotion that one paints it in.</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">Passion, in fact, is a state of being. There is nothing ordinary'
or normal' about it. It is not tame. It is not safe. It is certainly not
proper. It blurs the line between right and wrong and disregards the sensible
edicts of a sane society. One can simply call it a form of madness.</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">The hero of our tale, Chandragupta, has been moulded by the
most cunning mind of that era into a perfect weapon. Physically, he has been
tempered under duress until he is as strong as steel. Mentally, he has been
sharpened repeatedly, until his steel gained a razor-sharp edge. Emotionally,
he has been made immune so that his enemy only feels the icy vindication of a merciless
blade. He is the perfect sword and like any such weapon, he must have a master.
In his case, it is his teacher Chanakya.</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">Within this ice is a childhood history of disappointment,
abuse, anger, rejection and poverty. As Shyamala Aunty always says, he is
lambent fire sheathed in ice. But a lambent flame is fated to flicker and die,
especially if it resides in a frosty abode. It is a stunted living, fashioned
for a higher purpose of Akhand Bharat but a stunted one just the same.</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">Rajkumari Nandini, the heroine of our tale, is diametrically
opposite to her hero. Her childhood was a happy, pampered and safe cocoon,
regardless of what sins her father might carry. She can feel as freely as she
wants, think as freely as she desires. She is like flowing water, tumbling
merrily as a waterfall or meandering carefully around obstacles, free and so
very much alive. But alas, her course has no purpose, no sense of direction!</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">Yet her history has something in common with her hero. She
is as much moulded by her father as he is by his teacher. In her case it is an
unconscious moulding performed by an unclean heart with the purest hands he can
muster. Unlike most women of her time, she is trained as a warrior and given
the right to look upon herself as an equal to any man. Yet her education is
lacking for she has not learned the harsher truths of her home and kingdom. </font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">To Chandra, there is evil all around him that he must
vanquish. To Nandini, there is good all around her that she must protect. Twin
fallacies that have become firm beliefs.</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">They walk on their separate paths until one day an
unexpected twist of fate lands them face to face. I speak not of their meetings
under pretence. I speak of the first time they meet unmasked. Despite whatever
circumstances that lead to that point, Chandra blames her for him getting
caught. Nandini is just as angry having found that he is a spy! Then Chandra defeats
her undefeatable brother and gives insult to her station by rejecting her in
full view of a court.</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">A passionate dislike of each other is born that lays the
foundation for their future interactions. The next time they meet, this dislike
has deepened a shade more. It is evident in Nandini's outrage as she charges
towards him and strips his fake beard off, all the while screeching at him. It
is evident in the cold sneer that he carries as he silences her. Then on they
struggle against each other neither willing to concede defeat until both are
upended from the horse for all their effort!</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">The mutual glaring is nothing short of an unspoken battle. If there are any Devanagri translations for "D*** you" and "F***
you", they must be thinking just that!</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">But this is angry dislike which has a weak reason for
existing, so it will fizzle out after some time. Alas, our hero seems to have
been taught the value of silence a little too intensively and our heroine has
not learned much about the art of not inviting trouble. </font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">Humour aside, the actions that follow have inevitably
transformed any weak dislike into active hate. </font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">The protege has momentarily forgotten all he has learned...the
attack on him is unwarranted and unjust he must feel...the stree par prahaar
varjit dictum has been kicked out of the window for an angry grabbing of the
face...It is illogical, it is not right but not fully wrong either, it is all
fire and no ice. It is, for that matter, our hero's first flaring of passion - raw,
unrestrained, and completely foreign to a man thus conditioned in discipline.</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">But if you thought it was one-sided, you are wrong. For
Nandini is not done yet! She uses her hands and when that helps not, she must
use her teeth and draw blood. Yikes! A wildcat is born, uncivilized, untamed
and clearly foreign to a princess who normally sticks to happy thoughts and
harmless mischief. This is her first taste of passion and it reeks of a man's blood. </font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">Eventually, they part. She watches him ride off with an
expression of thwarted anger, helpless to stop this behroopiya who has shaken
up her little merry bubble. He must soothe the sting of her bite for this wildcat
has proven that she is not to be ignored. His composure is back but the
derision of a final smirk hints that he will remember this for some time to
come.</font>

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3">Thus the seeds of a passion are born painted in a hue of hate. What fruit
they bear, yet remains to be seen.</font>

Originally posted by: ---Khushi---

Simply loved your post👏...esp the opening lines...this is gonna be one hell of a passionate journey indeed... 👍🏼

Thank you 😳. Lets see what happens next. 😆

Originally posted by: SenAnu

Beautiful description!!

There seems to be a literal symbolism in each of their actions, and it is so relevant to today's times...

Knowledge of current circumstances is key to being progressive, rather than sticking to predetermined notions.. Chandra is aware of what is happening to Bharat and hence his deeds, while Nandini, though a staunch lover of her motherland sees nothing beyond the boundaries set by her father. And this is why she faces a big shock after her father's death as she is suddenly exposed to harsh reality and current situations.. However, she too is skilled and as we will see, adapts to them.

Thank. You for these posts once again!

Thank you! 😳

Very good post! Chanakya and Chandra's relationship with each other is deep and abiding. Chanakya bring out the best in Chandra. But all the same it is not complete. It is a beautiful crescent moon. Chanakya may never see or bring out the worst in Chandra. Nandini is different to Chandra because he sees no need for pretense with her. He can be himself with her, both his best and his worst.

It is the same thing I feel with Nandini and Padmanand. Their relationship with each other is very heartwarming. But all the same her cloying affection for her father brings the worst in her. It makes her blind to his flaws. She becomes delusional and views the world with a blinkered version of reality, that version which her father wants to show her and wants her to see, and not that version which is actually true.

Chandra is going to bring out the best in her in future. That is something her father will never do. Both of them will reach their complete potential as human beings only when they stay with each other. If they don't come together, both of them will remain stunted in some respect or the other. The most essential thing, they will be their true selves with each other.

Originally posted by: abiariel

<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="2"> Denis Diderot describes passions as "penchants, inclinations, desires and aversions carried to a certain degree of intensity, combined with an indistinct sensation of pleasure or pain, occasioned or accompanied by some irregular movement of the blood and animal spirits, are what we call passions.</font>

<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="2"> A very good analysis of an emotions of both Chandra and nandhini , they both stand poles apart even though they were fair enough to complete each other</font>

<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="2"> As u said ,Chandra grown up with reality where as nandhini us far away from it. Chandra is the one whose life is a complete misery with bitter experiences of life, but nandhini's perspective on life is different till now she lived her life to the fullest who is not even introduced to the so called miseries of life</font>

<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="2"> With each every person Chandra controlled his emotions but wen it comes to nandhini he unconsciously behave being himself, he didn't hesitate to share his intention of coming to magadh , he was so cool even after being caught but raging at nandhini who is not at fault, he counts everyone's deeds to him to pay back even his guru's ( I think it's for malaiketu) but not nandhini's he just wanted to show his anger at the moment itself as she's something belongs to him , but this attitude is only with her</font>

<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="2"> But Iam sure chanakya haven't taught him how to shut the mouth, because he was catching her in such way that it very accessible for her to taste his flesh</font>

<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="2"> In future nandhini will be the one who trigger him to the core and get the real of him out and she will be the one who's going to face all his wrath but they won't get rid of each other because nandhini needed someone to trigger and Chandra needed someone to go rage and vent his anger and at the end of the day they need each other to complete each other</font>

Originally posted by: shailusri1983

Ankita, that was another of your fantastic posts. You really have a talent for expression. The symbols and images you use are very vivid and evocative. Passion is neither simple nor uncomplicated. It is an all-consuming emotion. It literally burns out those who experience it just like a candle and its burning wick. It could be desire, it could be hatred, it could be lust, it could be anger, it could be bitterness, or a curious mix of all these emotions in varying degrees. It is completely overwhelming. As you said, the seeds for such an overwhelming emotion have been sown in both our leads Chandra and Nandini. None of what the leads feel for each other is either normal or balanced. The series is definitely intriguing me!

Thank you for the compliment. 😳

Originally posted by: abiariel

Denis Diderot describes passions as "penchants, inclinations, desires and aversions carried to a certain degree of intensity, combined with an indistinct sensation of pleasure or pain, occasioned or accompanied by some irregular movement of the blood and animal spirits, are what we call passions.

A very good analysis of an emotions of both Chandra and nandhini , they both stand poles apart even though they were fair enough to complete each other

As u said ,Chandra grown up with reality where as nandhini us far away from it. Chandra is the one whose life is a complete misery with bitter experiences of life, but nandhini's perspective on life is different till now she lived her life to the fullest who is not even introduced to the so called miseries of life

With each every person Chandra controlled his emotions but wen it comes to nandhini he unconsciously behave being himself, he didn't hesitate to share his intention of coming to magadh , he was so cool even after being caught but raging at nandhini who is not at fault, he counts everyone's deeds to him to pay back even his guru's ( I think it's for malaiketu) but not nandhini's he just wanted to show his anger at the moment itself as she's something belongs to him , but this attitude is only with her

But Iam sure chanakya haven't taught him how to shut the mouth, because he was catching her in such way that it very accessible for her to taste his flesh

In future nandhini will be the one who trigger him to the core and get the real of him out and she will be the one who's going to face all his wrath but they won't get rid of each other because nandhini needed someone to trigger and Chandra needed someone to go rage and vent his anger and at the end of the day they need each other to complete each other

Lovely quote!!! ⭐️

your post made me think more deeply about the passion between chandra and nandini..and yes it will be great and intresting to see how this stpry unfolds

Originally posted by: BrienneOfTarth

Passion is not a feeling. Love, hate, lust, jealousy...these are feelings. Passion has no colour of its own but is instead coloured by the emotion that one paints it in.

👏

Passion, in fact, is a state of being. There is nothing ordinary' or normal' about it. It is not tame. It is not safe. It is certainly not proper. It blurs the line between right and wrong and disregards the sensible edicts of a sane society. One can simply call it a form of madness.

The hero of our tale, Chandragupta, has been moulded by the most cunning mind of that era into a perfect weapon. Physically, he has been tempered under duress until he is as strong as steel. Mentally, he has been sharpened repeatedly, until his steel gained a razor-sharp edge. Emotionally, he has been made immune so that his enemy only feels the icy vindication of a merciless blade. He is the perfect sword and like any such weapon, he must have a master. In his case, it is his teacher Chanakya.

Within this ice is a childhood history of disappointment, abuse, anger, rejection and poverty. As Shyamala Aunty always says, he is lambent fire sheathed in ice. But a lambent flame is fated to flicker and die, especially if it resides in a frosty abode. It is a stunted living, fashioned for a higher purpose of Akhand Bharat but a stunted one just the same.

Rajkumari Nandini, the heroine of our tale, is diametrically opposite to her hero. Her childhood was a happy, pampered and safe cocoon, regardless of what sins her father might carry. She can feel as freely as she wants, think as freely as she desires. She is like flowing water, tumbling merrily as a waterfall or meandering carefully around obstacles, free and so very much alive. But alas, her course has no purpose, no sense of direction!

Yet her history has something in common with her hero. She is as much moulded by her father as he is by his teacher. In her case it is an unconscious moulding performed by an unclean heart with the purest hands he can muster. Unlike most women of her time, she is trained as a warrior and given the right to look upon herself as an equal to any man. Yet her education is lacking for she has not learned the harsher truths of her home and kingdom.

To Chandra, there is evil all around him that he must vanquish. To Nandini, there is good all around her that she must protect. Twin fallacies that have become firm beliefs.

They walk on their separate paths until one day an unexpected twist of fate lands them face to face. I speak not of their meetings under pretence. I speak of the first time they meet unmasked. Despite whatever circumstances that lead to that point, Chandra blames her for him getting caught. Nandini is just as angry having found that he is a spy! Then Chandra defeats her undefeatable brother and gives insult to her station by rejecting her in full view of a court.

A passionate dislike of each other is born that lays the foundation for their future interactions. The next time they meet, this dislike has deepened a shade more. It is evident in Nandini's outrage as she charges towards him and strips his fake beard off, all the while screeching at him. It is evident in the cold sneer that he carries as he silences her. Then on they struggle against each other neither willing to concede defeat until both are upended from the horse for all their effort!

The mutual glaring is nothing short of an unspoken battle. If there are any Devanagri translations for "D*** you" and "F*** you", they must be thinking just that!

🤣

But this is angry dislike which has a weak reason for existing, so it will fizzle out after some time. Alas, our hero seems to have been taught the value of silence a little too intensively and our heroine has not learned much about the art of not inviting trouble.

Humour aside, the actions that follow have inevitably transformed any weak dislike into active hate.

The protege has momentarily forgotten all he has learned...the attack on him is unwarranted and unjust he must feel...the stree par prahaar varjit dictum has been kicked out of the window for an angry grabbing of the face...It is illogical, it is not right but not fully wrong either, it is all fire and no ice. It is, for that matter, our hero's first flaring of passion - raw, unrestrained, and completely foreign to a man thus conditioned in discipline.

But if you thought it was one-sided, you are wrong. For Nandini is not done yet! She uses her hands and when that helps not, she must use her teeth and draw blood. Yikes! A wildcat is born, uncivilized, untamed and clearly foreign to a princess who normally sticks to happy thoughts and harmless mischief. This is her first taste of passion and it reeks of a man's blood.

Eventually, they part. She watches him ride off with an expression of thwarted anger, helpless to stop this behroopiya who has shaken up her little merry bubble. He must soothe the sting of her bite for this wildcat has proven that she is not to be ignored. His composure is back but the derision of a final smirk hints that he will remember this for some time to come.

Thus the seeds of a passion are born painted in a hue of hate. What fruit they bear, yet remains to be seen.

Originally posted by: sohinisen

your post made me think more deeply about the passion between chandra and nandini..and yes it will be great and intresting to see how this stpry unfolds

Glad I can add something to the table...however they shape up, they sure are an entertaining duo. 😆