Originally posted by: beagleboy
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Have I told you I love the way you write?
Oh Beagle...thank u so much, I loved your "A boy" it is a sophisticated version of this post..
As viewers, it would be a difficult and wasteful exercise to justify the narrative and the characters that make the story. The story writers have their own rationalizations for the direction of the story and characters, and often, these are unrealistic and bizarre. As viewers, we can read a character based on the story and analyse, in whatever depth, the development of this character as the narrative progresses, as you have done so well with Shravan. Every so often we get a character like Shravan who is so real, and yet transcends into the realm of the unreal and it is a pleasure to read and engage in a discussion about his character.
@underlined Absolutely true...Some fictional characters engage our mind that we often like to analyse their traits as if they are real flesh and blood. Which is why although this story is from the POV of Sumo, it is Shravan some of us connect to more. I don't mean in terms of liking the character (that may be part of it) but moreso becos his motivations for behaviour have been largely understood or have been fascinating to delve into.
The pain of unrequited love- when you love completely and obsessively like Shravan, pain from an unrequited love becomes so constant, so acute that it can plunge you into a dark pit of never ending despair. Consider this- he justifies his very existence by just acknowleding the sparks of love that burn within, happiness flames up within him by just being close to Suman - thinking of her and talking about her, and though he has spent a large part of his life trying to counter his yearning for her with denials, he travels a full circle and comes back to the same spot - the start - and he stands in a tenacious pool of love and yearning. When he finds no exit, he tries to bind himself to her - but unrequited love has a mind of its own and refuses to be bound. Sadly, he is trapped alone in a bilious darkness that then spreads from his heart and engulfs his brain. An acid that eats him from inside. Is there an antidote to the poison? The reality is that he expects reciprocal devotion and only that can cure his ailing heart. But hasn't this poison spread to the rest of his life?
@underlined...Hmmm...when the character mouthed the bed warmer comment, I was upset becos of two things...my own sensibility in the issue and the ability of creatives to really handle a matter of this magnitude sensitively. Its like using bandaid for a surgery. I know Chick talks of love making the necessary adjustments for a love story. While I buy that for a narrative, I feel issues of this kind must not be trifled with unless there is a clear intention to make it the centrepoint of the story. The story narration would then have to take a turn which given the TRP concerns is less likely.
I think, for the immediate journey that is due to unfold, Shravan will start by carrying a conflicting resentment in his mind, love in his heart and an ache in his stomach. No antidote will help him because when he realises the poison he spawned has coloured his life in greys and browns, the antidote may be past expiry.
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stomach ache...U let him off lightly...
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