Originally posted by: 18shabbo
So I searched this SS which lilmzsunshine was lukin 4 n found it.. then thout why nt read it as well...n thank God 4 dis thout or else I wud have missed something sooo addictive..👏
All I want is to b with u ...Through da darkness...da darkness that their love has been scorched with n hope their love will blind it.
I just love how evry1 has a say in ur SS...I generally don't read 1st person writeups as it bcomes difficult 2 undrsatnd other characters n their feelins as all is conversed throu dat 1st person's perspective😭...But ur's is an exception...Both Arnav n Khushi have equal share of expressions n evn da 3rd person is present givin it a visual flow...While reading I felt Im nt missin anything out...all is clearing happenin infront of me in true colors...👍🏼
I have a habit of visualizing my characters n their situations while reading n gud story telling always help goners lyk us😉...
So da prologue Questions me...is it Arnav realizing Khushi's worth n HIS love wen hes actually on da verge of losin hr..or Khushi realizing da depth of her love wen seein him in cutting pieces in concern of his Di, seeing da Mighty Man fall dwon to his emotions... or both searchin a way 2 reach eachother 4rm da darkness of misundrstandins..4rm da clutches of cruel games or 4rm da vices of untold emotions weaved around them..
Blur...dat wat happens wen ur heart knws da its beats r getting erratic...why?..coz 4 whom it beats is getting far away..
Arnav loves her a lot..i adore U 4 writin dis chapter...he can sense sumthing is wrong. The house was filled with an eerie silence n da light of da darkness was definitely piercing Arnavs eyes. He was nt able 2 find his Khushi.
N his heart wasn't wrong...Arnav's n MY horror was quite equal wen we saw Khushi by da poolside...the lifelessness was fillin her...her blood increasing da depth of da pool...marks engraved on her soft wrists n da sudden increase of bangles as lay broken in pieces around her...the blood had dried thus time had passed...
I felt broke watchin em slippin away...Khushi coz of da cruelity of lust n greed n Arnav coz of da love of his life...seeing him collectin da pieces of his life scoopin em up n takin em 2 mend...tryin 2 put bak his Khushi...
His struggle defines love will take u higher in authority as bringing bak a life is in hands of de Almighty n NOTin a mere man...bt love gives strength 2 fight... reason 2 live... n a place 2 call ur own kingdom...
So u got me at dis particular line ...
"Mr. Seth, if I would have been at home do you think it was possible for anyone to TOUCH my wife. I mean, how'how the case is?" he said in a lower tone.😍God I felt de earth shake...The man has a way 2 reduce u 2 poodle..da way u wrote this simply tells dat Arnav n ASR r just facades...its Arnav Singh Raizada who stands alone shielding his loved ones...using ASR to shield himself n Aranv 2 reveal his love 4 Khushi...
So I do have questios..wats botherin Khushi? Doesn't Arnav knw about Shayam..or is it lyk he knws bt Shayam is actin all changed man 4 Arnav 2 see n is blacmailin or manupulatin Khushi or even threatening her..?😕
Hey Shabbo, 🤗
I generally don't get questions regarding my story, and I feel extremely happy when someone asks me about it. In fact, I get a second time to read it and feel it the way I did when I wrote it. And I am so thankful to you for giving me your questions and sharing your feelings while reading this piece. So I am editing your colours to make it clear.
Firstly, hehe, thanks for helping her and reading this as well , I am glad you did.😃
@Grey. I myself avoid writing in one's perceptive because as you said, it often lacks something or the other, sometimes non living, the background take from an example, or other's feeling. But this story, the characters are pretty much complex. So to provide an insight to what they think was needed. Nevertheless, I preferred writing in both the perceptive of the leads to make their character clear. They won't say what they feel, and they don't feel what they say.😆
@Blue. The prologue, as it says the first part, I will give some examples.
"The whole night I thought why she asked me this. She wasn't like this before. I married her to save her and my sister's life. When I came to knew about Shyam; I had known that Anjali would never be able to live without him. He had dangerously scowled on me that day; he had promised me that he would destroy my life. Khusi's family had insulted her; they had held her responsible for their beloved Shyam's disappearance. I offered to marry her; strangely I didn't think twice when they insulted her for something that wasn't her fault at all. She kept quite and the ceremonies took place. For two days she neither talked to me nor did I try. Slowly as time passed by, we were attracted towards each other. Or was it only me? Today when she told me when my business trip was, I felt she wanted to stay away from me. But she wouldn't mind when I touched her or pulled her towards me. I was disappointed; did she love anyone else?"
It wasn't like he did love her but failed to express, but it was he did love her and she knew it more than him, but he was no sure of it. Not on his love, but her love for him. I strongly feel, when you love someone, if you really do, no matter what people say, you will not change your mind and question your love for her/him. I am not saying you will question her love, it's like , she isn't compromising for me, isn't it? She isn't sacrificing for me, trying not to break my heart by telling that it was only me who loved her, it was never the other way round. This part, when he was on his way, going away from her, he feels she never loved him, but the kind of person she is, who never broke anyone's heart, maybe she never told, and now that she can't live without the person, she asks me to leave her alone. or a few days to live with her own pain.
But when he sees her lying like a corpse, blood drained out, he forgets all what he thought and then the only thing that mattered to him was his love, no matter if she loved him or not.😍
As for Khusi, she never really felt that way, cause she knows the man who didn't give a damn to others and shielded the ones whom he loved. So the question of compromising never came.
It felt like he actually reminded me how much Arnav trusted me; no matter what. His words reminded me how much blind faith I have in him; and he deserves the trust. He reminded me when I had adamantly insisted upon joining the job; how much badly I wanted to see his face after he had so harshly turned me down. He reminded me how much I loved Arnav; and how much he loved me.
In this part, Shyam actually makes her realize once again how desperate she was earlier to see his face. She dies when he breaks in pain, like when he found his sister wasn't at home, she cries when sees him hiding his pain to himself, and realizes her love again and again when she remembers the times when she wanted him no matter how he behaved.
@Golden. Blur has two meanings here. I have written in two perceptive point of views, first, when Shyam cuts her wrists and her eyes closes because of loosing so much blood. Nothing much of emotions here, it's purely physical. Again, Arnav feels as if the world is slipping by seeing his beloved lay there colourless. It's like she is his colour of life, and without here, may not be like it's a colourless world keeping in mind his sister means a lot to him, but it's all a play and nothing real in his life. You can say without here, he is alive, yet dead.😳
@Purple. Arnav knows about Shyam and his true colours, but he is forced not to kick him off from their lives, the reason being his sister. But after so many days, when Shyam comes back again, he can't recall that he can be the one to do something so serious.
I hope I have your doubts clear for this part, if you have any yet, feel free to ask.
Apart from your questions, you gave me a brilliant review to the SS, the way exactly I wanted to give the reader a view to the story. 😃
Thanks again!
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