Veni, Vidi, Vici
Much like Caeser proclaimed his victory over Pharnaces, so shall young Sukriti proclaim hers....
...hers, for the childlike glee as she fiddles with Armaan's bag, finding the ideal hiding place....
...hers, for the surge of emotions as she chances on the frame and is unable to control herself...
...hers, for the heartache for the memories that cause her so much anguish yet so much joy.....
...hers, for the sadness for a friendship that is destined to come to naught...
...hers, for the anguish for a man who no matter what, cannot stop loving her..
...hers, for the anger at Armaan for not letting go... (thanks Shal!)
....hers, for the helplessness where she can't live with or without this man...
...hers, for the torment of a love deeply desired and yet not...
...hers, for the agony that she know she's causing the one man who loves her to distraction..
...hers, for being the most consumate actress that I have seen on DMG so far.....
What could be more appropriate for Sukriti except
" Veni Vidi Vici I came, I saw, I conquered "