Psycho AnalysisSo since my laptop decided to take a break right now I will be writing this on my mobile keeping it short. Also I am running out of sleep and that's ending up sleeping right in front of the teacher for whole 1 period,another reason for keeping it short. I will be writing about the dance part and the aftermath,the little part before the dance would be today written as a side note together for both.
Forgive me if something goes wrong,still in trance of the intense dance that we just saw.
Here is my take on it:
Shravan
He knew it was going to be difficult to dance with her with such closeness they just saw but be had no other choice.Ignoring her and casually forwarding his hand towards her he began the dance but only to be stopped by the one particular habit she was embedded with since childhood i. e. stepping on his foot even before the actually dance started. He smiled to himself,remembering how she was trapped in this habit 10 long years back,trapping him within(I hope you understand what I meant here ,traping him in the scene of physical hurt through the dance). He now declared that it was not her cup of tea and she could definitely not do it. Taking her yes both as a challenge and proposal they began dancing. The smirk that had adorned his face was now replaced by passion. Passion for not leaving her even a cm apart from himself and passion for enabling her as much as he could. They danced,not once breaking the intense eyelock they shared. His eyes spoke love and only love and strangely for him her eyes to spoke the same to him. Their dance ended but now not leaving a chance as he had today not only seen but felt the love she had within herself and now he knew that it was the right time,right time to get all the answers to his wandering questions.He took the chance and asked the questions that bad now wondered about various places in him but only go be received by a rude gesture. She once again had left him standing,leaving him to battle alone with the unanswered questions that wondered about giving him only one plain conclusion i. e. She does not respect you as yo do,she does not want you as you do, she does not Love You.She even gave the dupptta importance sidding those which actually deserved it. The love he had felt today gave him a decision on waiting once again till she comes and expresses her feelings.Today he had felt something called the unsaid love and now he was ready to wait for it.
Suman
She held on to his hand ready to begin dancing, nervousness and awkwardness leeping out of it. Due to this she stepped on his foot,knowing it would get him go recall the moments they had shared as teenagers 10 years back.When he had said that she wouldn't be able to perform she had taken it to her ego and in herself popped it up as a challenge resulting in accepting it.He asked for a dance and she gave in. They danced,transporting,letting all emotions and passion flow in between,never once leaving the intense eye contact they shared. She was affected by his proximity and it had compelled her as if pulled out the love that resided in her,back to her eyes. Today her eyes spoke nothing but just love. Their performance ended gracefully and she decided to go,before she could melt and become a pool of emotions. But before she could do that,she was pulled by him and he began throwing questions at her. The weight of his questions was so heavy that when it had hit her,it left her bleeding partially,bit by bit.When she realized that the bleeding had now gone to a great extent she immediately bandaged it by running away from him,a habit she had purposely injected in her. What she hadn't realised that during the first aid she had applied salt rather than antiseptic cream to her bleeding self. She was guilty,very guilty indeed for hurting him but alas some responsibility were higher than love even when they did not hold much importance.
*She began coughing, first slowly:and it caught his attention sending a minor shot of worry inside him,second it increase and so did the shot inside himand for the last time it increased to such a level that she could not even talk resulting in increase of the shot of worry inside him to an extent where it felt too big to fit in. And so he immediately took a bottle of water and went to her,exerting all his rights over her forcing her to drink water. After doing this he went back trying to hide the pain he was suffering with the mask of ignorance and non-careness(if that is even a word). She had felt guilty when she had realized that even after experiencing bullets of rejection,ignorance and pain by her,he had come to help,come to protect the same person who shot him. Her eyes had teared up a bit and she turned to him to say a Thank You but was stopped by the choreographer. Sigh! That was her fate,their fate.!
It went longer than what I had expected. Do leave your views below. All contradictory views welcome.
Thank You.
-Mitali❤️