Love and the Power to hurt - Page 2

Originally posted by: mineforever

Really, really excellent post.. 👏
U summarized yesterday's episode so beautifully..
maybe if u could draw parallels in the story which Sumo narrated..?
somewhere she was not talking about Jairaj but Shravan and when she talked about how love can never be forgotten indirectly it was a hint to him.
Shravan portrayed so many emotions in a span of few minutes.Great acting by Namik..

Originally posted by: redwine1

Very well written Rekha ... Thank u & love u ... i got up in the morning to a firm nudge shove & wink from u know who ... wanting me to make a Wine shot .. but do i really need to make one after this lovely post of urs i wonder ... ???

Ah the nudge...I got it too and so I made the post 😆😆 Thank u Red for feeling the nudge and completing my understanding of the episode

WINE SHOTS - I CAN FEEL PAIN

"One word
Frees us of all the weight and pain of life:
That word is love."
Sophocles

I can feel pain...Yes...that is what it is about...the other side of "Since u have the power to hurt".. so "I feel the pain"...(by hurt and pain...we mean the figurative sense of the feeling of unrequited love 😉, not any other kind of pain)

These r the 2 words which for me encapsulate the episode completely ...

OBLITERATION

HURT ( my interpretation of hurt is slightly different from yours)

If i had to write today .. i would like to dedicate this post to Shravan .. since u have already recreated the episode in detail will just write about my understanding of him here ...

At 16 or 18 ( timelines are blurry in my mind) ... this guy was in love ... he got a rude awakening from his own love .. which he had not confessed to .. but in his mind he was sure to get thwarted on .. even before the school rag incident he dint really expect his love to 'take' ... hence the words .. ' if its a NO .. dont break the friendship"

Whats more in front of his eyes .. he sees LOVE is not enuf either .. love does not guarantee a life long commitment ... love apparently does not last the test of time ... ( this is due to his parents break up) ...

True Red, Shravan has always walked this line gingerly...it was the break in friendship the last time around that was the last straw on the camel's back that forced him to retreat

THE NEXT 10 YEARS ... this fellow as he boarded a plane to fly away from the familiar & from every one of his LOVED ONE ... he obliterated the word love from his mind ...because love had the power to HURT ...( pls note mind not heart) & buried the love so deep down in the corner of his heart that the same would need some major SHOVING TO COME PEEPING OUT...(cudnt resist Indrani )

This is of very critical significance...obliteration was successful from his mind but not from his treacherous heart that lay open to old wounds from new lashings

This fellow is so scared of getting hurt its not funny ... now pause for a moment .. go to the Ramnath supposed accident incident .. .the moment he is told his father is presumed dead .. this guy goes in a trance .. he is in complete lock down mode .. unable to walk even ... thats his way of dealing with hurt ... SHUT DOWN THE SYSTEM & RESTART ...

According to him .. by forgetting the word love he was able to inure himself from HURT ... he could casually tell his father i am going away for good & will visit only from now on ... he could not get the hurt he was causing .. simply because to acknowledge HURT would be to acknowledge the fact that HE TO CAN GET HURT ...

Thats the other word ..along with Love that he had obliterated from his system ...

HIS RETURN FROM LONDON ... on his return from the foreign land he professed to have forgotten everything even friendship ... but it did not take him but a moment to reconstruct the friendship ... he was back in the place where he was most comfortable ... a place where he knew he could not be thwarted from .. a place where he reigned supreme ... just like he had said in his letter ... DO NOT BREAK THIS FRIENDSHIP ... coz even when all was well in his world ... he knew he needed to hold on to her ... in some form or the other ... coz she was his ANCHOR ...

Now pause here ... in Indrani's thread .. i made a wine shot called PEDESTAL ... in that i said i will not write about the last segment ( the umbrella segment) coz its relevance had not played out till then ... today lemme explain the relevance of " thodi chaon mujhe bhi de do" ( gimme some of the shade" ... she is his anchor .. when all falls in his world she is the one to hold him together ... thats the reason he runs to her to tell her about his parents debacle .. he needed her to stand by him ... the moment he over hears chachi making demands on Pushkar .. he runs to Sumo .. he needed to unload himself to her .. event he first time when he plans to return to London .. he tells her first ..

When he told her u cannot be measured with any other woman coz ur special ... he simply meant .. ur the yardstick by which i measure ... ur my anchor ...

His mention of 'shade' was his way of saying become my anchor once again ... hence he brings her back to the friend place ..he asks her to recreate the food .. his way of saying rewrite our friendship .. one which is as special as you ... bring back the old .. but bring back the old anchor ... hence sev ki bhajji ... & the last mention is the mango from Preeti bhoj ... ( a place where he had offered her the most important place in his life) ... a FRIEND ...

He desperately wanted to go back to the place where they were 10 years back ... obliterate the last 10 years ... so that they now could not be PARTED ... there in between them the only thing that would remain would be ... FRIENDSHIP ... NO HURT ...

Red, fantastic analysis above...👏.I was so lost in his line of "mujhe bhi thodi si chaon de do" that even though my mind was telling me to look deeper I had not...Thank u for spelling it out so beautifully...I knew there was a deeper connection to his calling out for the three things of his past...yet the connection eluded me. Thank u for completing that understanding for me.

CUT TO LAST NITE ...

It was a casual dinner amongst friends ... but the fact that she was panning to bail on him .. could not be stomached by him ... she could not cancel .. coz it would mean .. he was not IMPORTANT ENUF TO HER .. SOMEONE ELSE WAS MORE IMP ... but it was ok for him to cancel ... coz he needed to maintain the distance .. he needed to always have an OUT ...

Then came the dinner ... the first hiccup ... she is referred to as his wife by his friend .. he is embarrassed ... wife = marriage = love ... he wants to deny .. not for himself .. but for SUMO ... the girl who could simply bash down someone who said something she did not agree with .. sumo the rag ... ( his friend of the last 10 years) ... but shockingly .. she does not REACT AT ALL ... thats the first glimpse of the changed girl he saw ..

How did I miss this important facet? Red, nothing escapes your attention...Kudos to the hawk-eye...👏

Then the whole helping the young girls family thingy came up ... & he saw a girl who was SENSITIVE TO THE NEEDS OF THE WEAK ... lets pause here for a moment .. wasn't she the same even before .. she befriended a guy .. who was shunned by most in school ... she stood for him ... so he knows she favors the downtrodden .. but what he did not know was she was sensitive to peoples feeling ... The young girl wanted to treat her parents at that restaurant on her first pay -- coz she had committed to her parents ... she saw the pride .. she RECOGNIZED LOVE .. she stood by love ... thats the first glimpse he gets of a girl who can stand up for LOVE .. who understands LOVE .. who understands COMMITMENT ... thats the reason all he does is stare with a half smile ...

But then a bomb shell explodes on his head ... she talks about another guy ... not as a nameless faceless person whom she could marry ... but someone she was in LOVE WITH ... that gives him pause ... & its the first time he realizes ... he could not run away from HURT ... last time around during his dad's news .. he shut down the system ... & saved himself from HURT .,. this time around .. he could do nothing ... his first reaction ... RUN .. RUN LIKE HELL FROM HURT ...

But he forgot this was SUMO ... she stands there & makes him realize ... u can run but u can't escape ... she does not ask .. she tells him .. UR HURT COZ U COULD NOT FACE THE TRUTH ... the truth ... time & tide do not wait for anyone ...

Absolutely brilliant...u completed the very part i left open-ended..what Sumo's actions conveyed to Shravan as he stood in those difficult moments!!

AM gonna end this one here .. let this be part 1 of this saga ... will continue at a later date 'explaining more coz as off now .. we have not seen this play out ...

As i end .. heres some food for thot ... If the last time around love broke down due to another love story breaking down ... what do u think will aid the journey this time .. a parallel love story ... or 2?

These are just my impressions of Shravan .. coz i seriously can't better what Rekha has written about the episode .. it was simply sublime .. hence took a different route here ... 😳

I have mentioned above that my thrust is on the word "story". My post is a story... about the power of story we are all seeing, of the many stories submerged in time and possibly stories of future. Since I am pursuing my research which is geared towards probabilities and possibilities.. my story is also one among the many possibilities.

(And btw, let me warn you its a long post.. but do still read😉)

Story, as we know, is an account of imaginary events... in short, a fiction, a lie, something as opposite to that of truth. Story as cooked, as spun out of nothing meant for nothing... for laughs. Yesterday, the catchphrase of the episode was encapsulated in the dialogue of Sumo... "I know why your mood is off...you didn't like my story."

A story she had cooked out of thin air, one of the many experiments that she is prone to doing in order to get Shravan to acknowledge his feelings. Before this dialogue was mouthed, she had explained that she excels as a storyteller... she excels in cooking a tale, a lie...

Story as a lie, a fabrication yet it brought the unknown (because not cognized), yet unacceptable feelings of Shravan to the fore. The feelings whose taste he has long forgotten. But nevertheless.. true, because they belong to him and was (or still is) experienced. Strangely, Sumo used the word tale' in a restaurant where she had gone on a dinner date (from her side) with Shravan. A restaurant which served multifarious dishes with unutterable sounding exotic names that conjured up stories which might fascinate or repel the customers. Or confuse the customers. Stories of food... of late, this show has been dishing out in more than mouthfuls. Story of sev ki sabji, Shravan's fav cooked dish, spun or narrated by Sumo. Preeti bhoj... a plethora of dishes/stories appreciated by both families and us all. Karele ki sabji, Sumo's authentic signature dish.. a story she cooked from her childhood, hated by Shravan but eaten after a gap of 11 years because he has become used to it, unfortunately a story which failed to satisfy the palate of Sumo (and many of the viewers😉). And Daal, which as a story has confused, infuriated, attracted and repelled us viewers along with Shravan in equal measure.😆

Were they not all stories? And were they all a lie?

Its not that I am saying about Sumo's story of Jairaj was true. The question is not of truth or falsehood. The question is these stories are spun or cooked by different narrators at different points of time. Why and how do we then understand stories?

Stories are which allows us to make sense of our world, to derive meaning from the disorder which surrounds us day in and day out. To quote, Salman Rushdie we live in stories. Our whole life is story which oftentimes conflicts with other stories. Story cooked with precision, with detail, at times without a thought... a la Sumo spun unexpectedly (though this time its with a definite aim unlike what she did those ten years ago when she had a fall out with the recipient of her stories, Shrav).

Sumo's very fictional story brought a memory of a story long forgotten in the cobwebs of time to be felt.. not yet tasted. The story was so much repressed that Shravan when he collided with the sofa exclaimed "why is it there?" His jug being empty of water was almost a metaphor of the lack of a story which could thereafter provide meaning to his life after Sumo's exceptional storytelling. Stories can be categorized as true or false but more so, it is to be understood as one which constitutes the very world itself. Sumo's story clashed with the story Shravan Malhotra has had built his life for the past ten years. The story of "moved on" from "is it love?" to merely Lets keep it, if at all, to "friendship" level.

Sumo's dialogue, "she can forget her recipes but not her love" was of course, meant to trigger Shrav's repressed feelings. But ironically, what it did point out was stories even of recipes cannot be forgotten or cast aside as a tall-tale. As it can be seen in the Daal recipe which was passed down from Nirmala to Sumo to Shrav. Or, as Rekha mentioned if it is to be understood as love it is meant for keeps. Shrav's question as to "why the sofa is there", or "why the story is still there" needs to be understood as a story which defines ones life... which is outlined as a necessity, it has to be there. Daal as a part of system or, as Rekha put it,

"You never stop loving someone

You either never did or you always will"

That is the truth of true love... (Rekha, the way you have explained these is beyond beautiful.. cannot add anything more🤗)

The fact that this episode yesterday dramatized the power of stories can also be understood from the character of Bunty Ahluwalia. He immediately cooked up the story of Shravan and Sumo being husband and wife. This is how he could relate to the shy Shravan of yore. And, as Red said, though Shrav was embarrassed and Sumo found it funny.. both did not try to correct this story of Bunty. One was a lawyer used to the power of words and another was an exceptional storyteller yet both loved being the main characters of this story. Both went along with this story... is it because it is there like the sofa and also, because no third person was involved...no Jairaj or...

To understand this, let's forget Shravan-Sumo for a second and let me tell you another story... story of a husband and a wife. Husband couldn't understand his wife's story and is described by his wife as being jealous of her professional success and of her friendship with her boss. His wife, unlike Sumo, does not laugh or brush off her story. She does not explain it as a tale. Husband cooks up another story one which he relishes. However, this story is in stark opposition to the story of his wife. Yet, both find meaning in their stories but unfortunately, without finding a meeting ground for their respective stories. And as you have rightly guessed.. another story that of a child remained untold, unsaid, and cast aside. The child who, as Red says, lost his anchor or bearings ten years ago because his greatest storyteller (Sumo) did not allow him to become the lead character in her story.. nay, forget about being the lead character she rejected him to be a part of her story itself. These two events almost were told (experienced) simultaneously leaving the sensitive child with no option but to cook up a story in which he found meaning. I have moved on... and women, marriage do not deserve respect.

You know when Ramnath's and Nirmala's (husband and wife of the second story) points of view or respective stories were aired... I was annoyed because I felt it was the same story why did it need different space-time frames? Why one episode devoted to Ramnath's story, one to Nirmala? The answer was these two stories had no common ground. Nanu's dialogue of misunderstanding between people who are in love are bound to be separated (something to that effect, one which I understood far better with Rekha's line "Those have the most power to hurt us, are the ones we love"). And Sumo's dialogue to Nirmala that it is only a major misunderstanding between the husband, wife and child did not make sense to me at all (btw, I still don't like it😆). Or, I couldn't find a story which could give this misunderstanding tale some relevance.

But, yesterday, this fact was explained to me. How?

There was one more catchphrase yesterday and it refined the story we read of Shravan and of the many stories he has surrounded himself with, after the two cataclysmic events in his life. This catchphrase came from Pushkar who it seemed was himself caught up in his stories of Preeti-Pratik... and which he gave meaning to as Jealousy. His dialogue to Shravan that "When We Are In True Love With Someone We Become Jealous Of Even Of Their Friends" to substantiate the basic storyline As To Why Your Love Is With Them And Why Not With You.

Amazingly, Push-Shrav's convo takes place in the kitchen amidst a plate of food and a bottle of water😉

Love... is a story which varies its colour, its theme from person to person, but often times clashes, collides and loses its flavour when it comes across another story...story of jealousy.

Do you get this story ... it is not merely of "it being there" (a la sofa) but along with it being there, there is the story of a child whose parents never gave him a story which could invest his life with happiness (the main aim of all stories). Instead of the story of a happy family they passed on a story of bitterness, hurt, ego clashes and "Jealousy."

When Shravan opened his tablet was he trying to search for the imaginary Jairaj to know this friend of Sumo better? To see what made Sumo fall for this Jairaj (mind you Shravan knows the power of stories having invented them on a daily basis away from his familiar environs and love)? Red said in her analysis ... she talks about another guy ... not as a nameless faceless person whom she could marry ... but someone she was in LOVE WITH ... that gives him pause.

I accept it but if instead of a nameless, faceless person in spite of Shravan not being sure of Sumo being in love with, A KNOWN PERSON ENTERS THE STAGE... what then does happen to this story of Love? This is the story of possibility...😆

Will this story be merely a replaying of another story one which made Shravan invent, cook, and spin numerous stories in the first place? Is this jealousy a story merely of old or is it also, a story of future?

In an earlier post, I had described Push-Shrav convo' during the Chachi episode as both being correct in their place. Am quoting those same lines:

"Shravan accepted the fact that truth changes its colour, its texture when looked from opposing perspectives. Pushkar agreeing to in principle, verbalizes that truth cannot be hidden, it cannot be disguised. It is there as truth. You cant change its narrative."

Taking this into consideration, so there might be multiple stories as Shrav said and yet, as Push said there is also One Story... story of Love.

Will Love reign supreme in this couple of ours? Or other multiple stories will transform that story of Love into an almost different shape and texture like the story of jealousy or separation...

We don't have answers yet but, two days back Shrav said to Sumo make that daal yours, make it your own...MAKE IT YOUR STORY

The question is will Shravan be able to write HIS STORY... STORY OF LOVE, OF BEING IN SHADE TOGETHER WITH SUMO?

Yesterday, for me the episode was all about stories we tell each other, we hear from others and of stories that we live in and keep on making to make chaos more recognizable, little more familiar. There were several stories floating yesterday some long forgotten, some repressed, some lurking at the door of consciousness, at times other stories which had no recognizable part in the story we are relishing right now. The story of that young girl who came with her parents... Red, described it beautifully but I have a slightly different take about it. I ask you to think about this story in the light of what happened immediately after and what had happened years ago...

Yesterday, Shravan was himself a part of a story and yet he was also an outsider to most of the stories as it had been often... will a time come when he shall cook up a story wherein he is the main participant? Participant, the narrator, the cook of that story in which there is only one meaning, one truth... LOVE❤️

PS: Rekha.. you asked of Push and Shravan... am still not very sure of the parallels, yet there was one scene which made the stories look different. Push going for the kill (borrowing Namik's tweet) but, his ladylove is unaware of it and is not actually asking to be kissed. And Shravan on the terrace with Sumo's eyes closed (like Preeti) but expecting a kiss from someone she loves. The kiss never came but, a new story was built which as of now seem to be an entirely new story.. it has its connection with that of old yet it is forging anew. And hopefully, shall continue to do so...

Rekha... your post was sublime. I have simply no words for it. You described Shravan beautifully.👏

Red, see the nudges and shoves does work. Your post described Shravan's journey breathtakingly.😛

J, if I had not nudged, shoved, winked, elbowed these two... you really think so we would have got this brilliant, awesome post by these two wonderful writers.😉

And I cannot end this post without gushing over Namik's superlative performance. He owned the show yesterday. Pushkar did a commendable job as well. Brilliant.👏

Originally posted by: indranigupta

I have mentioned above that my thrust is on the word "story". My post is a story... about the power of story we are all seeing, of the many stories submerged in time and possibly stories of future. Since I am pursuing my research which is geared towards probabilities and possibilities.. my story is also one among the many possibilities.

(And btw, let me warn you its a long post.. but do still read😉)

Was waiting for your breaking news and Story with bated breath...U have written a masterpiece that deserves a new space...standing on its own...👏👏 To flesh out the meanings, hidden and apparent...is a true art...

Story, as we know, is an account of imaginary events... in short, a fiction, a lie, something as opposite to that of truth. Story as cooked, as spun out of nothing meant for nothing... for laughs. Yesterday, the catchphrase of the episode was encapsulated in the dialogue of Sumo... "I know why your mood is off...you didn't like my story."

A story she had cooked out of thin air, one of the many experiments that she is prone to doing in order to get Shravan to acknowledge his feelings. Before this dialogue was mouthed, she had explained that she excels as a storyteller... she excels in cooking a tale, a lie...

Story as a lie, a fabrication yet it brought the unknown (because not cognized), yet unacceptable feelings of Shravan to the fore. The feelings whose taste he has long forgotten. But nevertheless.. true, because they belong to him and was (or still is) experienced. Strangely, Sumo used the word tale' in a restaurant where she had gone on a dinner date (from her side) with Shravan. A restaurant which served multifarious dishes with unutterable sounding exotic names that conjured up stories which might fascinate or repel the customers. Or confuse the customers. Stories of food... of late, this show has been dishing out in more than mouthfuls. Story of sev ki sabji, Shravan's fav cooked dish, spun or narrated by Sumo. Preeti bhoj... a plethora of dishes/stories appreciated by both families and us all. Karele ki sabji, Sumo's authentic signature dish.. a story she cooked from her childhood, hated by Shravan but eaten after a gap of 11 years because he has become used to it, unfortunately a story which failed to satisfy the palate of Sumo (and many of the viewers). And Daal, which as a story has confused, infuriated, attracted and repelled us viewers along with Shravan in equal measure.😆

Indrani...what a beautiful concoction of thoughts..., that restaurant setting was so perfect for this scene and your lovely explanation above tells us why. I have noticed that the writers of this serial always make even a mundane scene pregnant with possibilities. It is not relevant what was intended by the writers...it is what the written word (in this case...the screenplay) can communicate that matters...A promo on Daal and kadwi yaad...how fantastic was that...The power of storytelling lies in its ability to inspire the reader/viewer. While a story is intended by the writer to have a direction or a message, it can be interpreted in many different ways..Remember our discussion on diversity in views..Stories are meant to spark emotions, prod thoughts. That is why it is no wonder literature and poems written years ago are still analysed for their content. To be able to see that possibility in a TV serial which usually serves up bland fare is so encouraging.. I hope there is a way the appreciation for the writers of EDKV reaches them and they feel encouraged that there are viewers who appreciate their efforts to bring engaging content in this much maligned (deservedly too) medium.

Were they not all stories? And were they all a lie?

Its not that I am saying about Sumo's story of Jairaj was true. The question is not of truth or falsehood. The question is these stories are spun or cooked by different narrators at different points of time. Why and how do we then understand stories? Stories are which allows us to make sense of our world, to derive meaning from the disorder which surrounds us day in and day out. To quote, Salman Rushdie we live in stories. Our whole life is story which oftentimes conflicts with other stories. Story cooked with precision, with detail, at times without a thought... a la Sumo spun unexpectedly (though this time its with a definite aim unlike what she did those ten years ago when she had a fall out with the recipient of her stories, Shrav).

Sumo's very fictional story brought a memory of a story long forgotten in the cobwebs of time to be felt.. not yet tasted. The story was so much repressed that Shravan when he collided with the sofa exclaimed "why is it there?" His jug being empty of water was almost a metaphor of the lack of a story which could thereafter provide meaning to his life after Sumo's exceptional storytelling. Stories can be categorized as true or false but more so, it is to be understood as one which constitutes the very world itself. Sumo's story clashed with the story Shravan Malhotra has had built his life for the past ten years. The story of "moved on" from "is it love?" to merely Lets keep it, if at all, to "friendship" level.

Sumo said, "she can forget her recipes but not her love" was of course, meant to trigger Shrav's repressed feelings. But ironically, what it did point out was stories even of recipes cannot be forgotten or cast aside as a tall-tale as can be seen in the Daal recipe which was passed down from Nirmala to Sumo to Shrav. Or, as Rekha mentioned if it is to be understood as love it is meant for keeps. Shrav's question as to "why the sofa is there", or "why the story is still there" needs to be understood as a story which defines ones life... which is outlined as a necessity, it has to be there. Daal as a part of system or, as Rekha put it,

"You never stop loving someone

You either never did or you always will"

That is the truth of true love... (Rekha, the way you have explained these is beyond beautiful.. cannot add anything more🤗)

The fact that this episode yesterday dramatized the power of stories can also be understood from the character of Bunty Ahluwalia. He immediately cooked up the story of Shravan and Sumo being husband and wife. This is how he could relate to the shy Shravan of yore. And, as Red said, though Shrav was embarrassed and Sumo found it funny.. both did not try to correct this story of Bunty. One was a lawyer used to the power of words and another was an exceptional storyteller yet both loved being the main characters of this story. Both went along with this story... is it because it is there like the sofa and also, because no third person was involved...no Jairaj or...

To understand this, let's forget Shravan-Sumo for a second and let me tell you another story... story of a husband and a wife. Husband couldn't understand his wife's story and is described by his wife as being jealous of her professional success and of her friendship with her boss. His wife, unlike Sumo, does not laugh off or brush her story. She does not explain it as a tale. Husband cooks up another story one which he relishes. However, this story is in stark opposition to the story of his wife. Yet, both find meaning in their stories but without finding a meeting ground for their respective stories. And as you have rightly guessed.. another story that of a child remained untold, unsaid, and cast aside. The child who, as Red says, lost his anchor or bearings ten years ago because his greatest storyteller did not allow him to become the lead character in her story.. nay, forget about being the lead character she rejected him to be a part of her story itself. These two events almost were told (experienced) simultaneously leaving the sensitive child with no option but to cook up a story in which he found meaning. I have moved on... and women, marriage do not deserve respect.

You know when Ramnath's and Nirmala's (husband and wife of the second story) points of view or respective stories were aired... I was annoyed because I felt it was the same story why did it need different space-time frames? Why one episode devoted to Ramnath's story, one to Nirmala? The answer was these two stories had no common ground. Nanu's dialogue of misunderstanding between people who are in love are bound to be separated (something to that effect, one which I understood far better with Rekha's line "Those have the most power to hurt us, are the ones we love"). And Sumo's dialogue to Nirmala that it is only a major misunderstanding between the husband, wife and child did not make sense to me at all (btw, I still don't like it😆). Or, I couldn't find a story which could give this misunderstanding tale some relevance.

But, yesterday, this fact was explained to me. How?

There was one more catchphrase yesterday and it refined the story we read of Shravan and of the many stories he has surrounded himself with, after the two cataclysmic events in his life. This catchphrase came from Pushkar who it seemed was himself caught up in his stories of Preeti-Pratik... and which he gave meaning to as Jealousy. His dialogue to Shravan that "When We Are In True Love With Someone We Become Jealous Of Even Of Their Friends" to substantiate the basic storyline As To Why Your Love Is With Them And Why Not With You. Amazingly, Push-Shrav's convo takes place in the kitchen amidst a plate of food and a bottle of water😉

Yes... Indrani...that convo has stayed with me as a fascinating point. I refuse to believe it was for the sole purpose of bringing about a realisation or introspection for Shravan. The setting as you brilliantly pointed out is also related to food...therefore it is a thought being cooked 😆 as also the running parallel theme of Pushkar and Preeti romance. They too chose a dinner date and they did not manage to eat yet Pushkar came back with so many perspectives for a young man in love.

Love... is a story which varies its colour, its theme from person to person, but often times clashes, collides and loses its flavour when it comes across another story...story of jealousy.

Do you get this story ... it is not merely of "it being there" (a la sofa) but along with it being there, there is the story of a child whose parents never gave him a story which could give his life happiness (the main aim of all stories). Instead of the story of a happy family they passed on a story of bitterness, hurt, ego clashes and "Jealousy."

When Shravan opened his tablet was he trying to search for the imaginary Jairaj to know this friend of Sumo better? To see what made Sumo fall for this Jairaj (mind you Shravan knows the power of stories having invented them on a daily basis away from his familiar environs and love)? Red said in her analysis ... she talks about another guy ... not as a nameless faceless person whom she could marry ... but someone she was in LOVE WITH ... that gives him pause. I accept it but if instead of a nameless, faceless person in spite of Shravan not being sure of Sumo being in love with, A KNOWN PERSON ENTERS THE STAGE... what then does happen to this story of Love? This is the story of possibility...😆

Indeed, Indrani...the transition from the imagined to the actual...how will Shravan make/take it?

Will this story be merely a replaying of another story one which made Shravan invent, cook spin numerous stories in the first place? Is this jealousy a story merely of old or is it also, a story of future?

In an earlier post, I had described Push-Shrav convo' during the Chachi episode as both being correct in their place. Am quoting those same lines

"Shravan accepted the fact that truth changes its colour, its texture when looked from opposing perspectives. Pushkar agreeing to in principle, verbalizes that truth cannot be hidden, it cannot be disguised. It is there as truth. You cant change its narrative."

Taking this into consideration, so there might be multiple stories as Shrav said and yet, as Push said there is also One Story... story of Love. Will Love reign supreme in this couple of ours? Or other multiple stories will transform that story of Love into an almost different shape and texture like the story of jealousy or separation...

We don't have answers yet but, two days back Shrav said to Sumo make that daal yours, make it your own...MAKE IT YOUR STORY

The question is will Shravan be able to write HIS STORY... STORY OF LOVE, OF BEING IN SHADE TOGETHER WITH SUMO?

Yesterday, for me the episode was all about stories we tell each other, we hear from others and of stories that we live in and keep on making to make chaos more recognizable, little more familiar. There were several stories floating yesterday some long forgotten, some repressed, some lurking at the door of consciousness, at times other stories which had no recognizable part in the story we are relishing right now. The story of that young girl who came with her parents... Red, described it beautifully but I have a slightly different take about it. I ask you to think about this story in the light of what happened immediately after and what had happened years ago...

Yesterday, Shravan was himself a part of a story and yet he was also an outsider to most of the stories as it had been often... will a time come when he shall cook up a story wherein he is the main participant? Participant, the narrator, the cook of that story in which there is only one meaning, one truth... LOVE❤️

Thank you Indrani for this brilliant insight.. I doubt anyone other than a person consumed with the vision of possibilities and pluralities can think like that...I love every tangent in this discussion...the trajectory of this story inspires me...as does your superlative writing👏👏

PS: Rekha.. you asked of Push and Shravan... am still not very sure of the parallels, yet there was one scene which made the stories look different. Push going for the kill (borrowing Namik's tweet) but, his ladylove is unaware of it and is not actually asking to be kissed. And Shravan on the terrace with Sumo's eyes closed (like Preeti) but expecting a kiss from someone she loves. The kiss never came but, a new story was built which as of now seem to be an entirely new story.. it has its connection with that of old yet it is forging anew. And hopefully, shall continue to do so...

Rekha... your post was sublime. I have simply no words for it. You described Shravan beautifully.👏

Red, see the nudges and shoves does work. Your post described Shravan's journey breathtakingly.😛

J, if I had not nudged, shoved, winked, elbowed these two... you really think so we would have got this brilliant, awesome post by these two wonderful writers.😉

And I cannot end this post without gushing over Namik's superlative performance. He owned the show yesterday. Pushkar did a commendable job as well. Brilliant.👏

Originally posted by: sravya

OMG !! What a great writers we have in this forum. Absolutely love reading the analysis. It takes Edkv to whole new level.

Huge round of applause to red wine, indranigupta, sanfan and other members of IF who are great writers here 😃