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Madhuri53 thumbnail
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Posted: 11 years ago
How much vishwa tried but arnav did not budge...
What fight they were into...
Finally vishwa asked her why she was avoiding him...
What she got to know from shraddha that shocked her..?
Really eager to how vishwa bring both of them close..?
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Posted: 11 years ago
Very interesting read! I have read 7 chapters so far! Loved it till now!
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Posted: 11 years ago
Hasini ... I haven't seen any thread on the Forum with so much analysis ... 😆
we are literally trying to analyse every word you write ... 😛
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Posted: 11 years ago

Frisk & Lure... in both these chapters you showed Vishwa's view point and the start was itself quite capturing. The first glimpse of his thoughts was as reflective and mystical as his character. Loved the lines ... "to espy the winding labyrinth of any one person's sanity or to squint at the immense light in their lunacy, never did give away the absolute truth..." and then gave it a saner dimensions yet anomalous ..."for every man's reality and illusions are his own making..." 👏

Vishwa and his ploys as well as his thought maze is the quite intriguing.

Liked the glimpse you showed of Vishwa, Subha and Arjun's childhood days... and it did show that even he could be tricked. It was in a way showing, Arjun being another aspect of Vishwa's own personality can see through at least some of his ploys or can understand him somewhat as in his reaction to certain situations... Whether or not its Vishwa's own willing doing or another illusion is as mysterious as the man himself...😆. I guess that's why Arjun saw through his this time scheming of trying to bring them together by manipulating so many things simultaneously. Only this time it's much difficult as the illusion too is somewhat seen through by them, in wake of their own strong denial or fear of the desires.

Yet in spite of it all Vishwa does get a tiny miny crack in their strongly build walls of denial and ignorance ... For Arjun in form of his reviewing his own decisions in contrast to his nature of single minded focus and strong determination, While for Shyama ... It's in the way of her curiosity against Subha.

Vishwa detailed the happenings of their "date" so precisely ... I had to laugh 😆 Quite smart of him be it the way of revealing it in front of a worthy audience or be it in way of inciting by use of a name like Aditya... 👏 And Arjun spoke of the hug they shared... though it was as if he was stating the dynamics and also of the illusions presented to him. They did end with no right answers at all where I was reminded of "for every man's reality and illusions are his own making..."

Arjun denied any sparks or even about the likelihood of a dying firecracker... but then it did make sense, as what's between Arjun-Shyama is not just a spark but a slow flame that has born within and is gaining strength as time passes and all the forced events, eventually spreading the warmth that started seeping from the very moment of the first touch while exchanging the clip... I guess that's what it is ... Is it so???

Arjun put in guilt in him about trying to manipulate Shyama's life by moving everything like pawns of his play ... without regarding as a person having her own volition. Very well correlated in the way of showing - her choosing a saree of her own choice. And I guess this guilt must have led him to reveal about Riti as well as his story with Shradha.

Vishwa is a master illusionist and you put it in his own words by calling himself "Con artist" but I really did like her own version to this as that of a man behind the mask...

His story about his life with Shradha was quite ... I don't' know what words to use here it was as if a illusion by him to show her what the moments of denial can cause her or both of them to lose yet somewhere it did give a feel that he also told her some truth as if parting with it in front of her was an absolution he was seeking. The whole story telling in there was brilliant... and very flowing. What struck me was the partially charred lotus both of them were watching being in each other's midst and forming a bond just by observing something losing its existence... very analogous to the supposed end which I feel is still seeking a revival of sorts in his mind.

His thought ... "Shradha is an unfinished seeking, was a definition of my past and in that way, a part of my present and my future too" that his seeking or the void left by his loss of her was in somehow sought in parts in Riti or that Riti it was that it was always meant to led to yet the shadows of the past are lurking in his present impacting his future too. (Am I speaking crazy here???) I'm left wondering that indeed it's his own reality and also illusion which he presents as pleasing to him ... only needing the recipient to decide for self whether it's their own reality or illusion. Shyama did catch him in the start with him mentioning the desert... ...Yet allowed him to complete his version, why so??

And then he ends it off the dot/hyphen/ dash... Splendid! 👏👏He ultimately manipulates yet leaves the choice to her leaving behind an illusionary world to think about gaps between her past dots, dashes and hyphens so to choose whether or not she wants that promise on her blank page is only she allows it for.

I love this character of Vishwa now...😳😳😳 more than that of Arjun's that too just with 2 narratives in comparison to Her 15 narratives...


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Posted: 11 years ago
Chapter 22: Hints


"She is alive," she cried; a pulse twitched by her jaw telling me that she'd not made peace with Shradha's absence in my life.

Closing my eyes for a second, I smiled. "Of course, she is alive, silly," I said before tapping her on the head. "I never said she died."

"You said, you tasted ash in your mouth." Her voice reached a crescendo as she climbed back the stairs; perhaps, to check on Dhri.

I closely followed her. "Yes, from the days we'd spent together - an illusion incinerated by our realities."

Mid-step, she turned around and spoke with vehemence over my earlier equivocation."You said you had no remains to hand over to her parents."

"She wouldn't come back with me -" I shrugged, "there was nothing left of her that wanted a normal social life like that of an average person. She felt alive saving lives, everything else were paltry and selfish in her view. Responsibilities, Shyama."

Still in control of her anger, her eyes narrowed, as though she contained within herself, the fusing wrath of five women and not one. "You know what, f**k it. I don't give a damn about you or about your obsession to play matchmaker."

"Hey!" I worked up a meek objection that couldn't quite hold against her frustration. "English is a rich language, its open to a lot of interpretations."

"You twisted your words on purpose," her fingers swayed pointing at me with a deepening accusation. "Do you have any idea how I roiled in agony?" Her eyes softened momentarily from that visceral pain. "Wondering if I should tell you that she is safe and breathing on the other side of the world."

She leaned forward, grabbing my collar. "Do you have any effing clue how I..."

It was then I heard him clear his voice from behind. Turning around, I found Arnav a few steps away from the staircase, swinging his phone in his hands. "I have no noble intentions of saving you from the bashing, but Bhabhi just called. She is worried."

Partly, I didn't want her to bring up Shradha before Arnav, but if that was the only way I could keep them both in the room, I didn't care for it either.

Her gaze alighted on him and with that alerting recognition, her hold left me with a sudden jerk, thrusting me against the railing. If the surprise on her face were something to go by, it was a telltale of all that had been said that night and of that that were still unsaid. Drawing her eyes back to herself, she noticed her bare shoulders and stepped back with urgency. "I have to check on Dhri," she said and she rushed up the stairs.

I understood that my role had become redundant then - there were bigger things at play in their lives. Else, how could you explain Arnav standing in her foyer? And I hadn't even expected Riti to be awake at this time, let alone call me, which had what prompted Arnav to arrive in her living room.

Surrendering before the play of Kismet, I covered the remaining stairs and grabbed the phone from him.

"Hello! Sorry Riti! Listen..." Assuaging my alarmed wife and moved into the hallway that led to the kitchen, for privacy.

***

It felt like trading one addiction for another, which she might fast become - archery for her. There was no telling what length of time I could watch her and not tire from it. Though I hadn't seen her after that first night, she'd not left my mind's eye - her presence a dreamlike fluid that swirled in my consciousness. It hadn't been her exquisite form, or her delicate smile; nor was it her stilling eyes or her long mane that had come undone, in front of me, but for the language that presented in her silence, in every motion of her finger, in the eternity nestled in the blink of her eye, in the little calm left in me and would be soon consumed. I felt drawn to her like I had secretly stumbled on the message that she wanted to be read and with that profound comprehension, I fought to submit.

And never mind Vishwa. She'd been enough of a potent allure from the moment I had met her, to which I had subjected to, in a moment of weakness, and walked into her home.

"Vishwa, can you come up? I need help moving Dhri." I heard her from the top of the stairs and moved in to catch her disappearing form; now draped in a peach shawl that flitted past her.

"She needs some help," I called out to Vishwa, unaware if I wanted him to put me up for the job.

"Tell her, I will be there after the call," being his response, I rolled my eyes at him. Taking a deep breath, I scaled a few stairs with a measured pace; my one true temptation and before I could keep myself in check, I covered the rest of the distance in sets of twos.

She was no longer affected by me and her eyes shifted to her brother, her hands struggling to move his head to the pillow. Lifting Dhri's feet, I pushed him towards the headboard and with her supporting his head, Dhri was once again in a comfortable position.

It was as if she refused to acknowledge me - only rightfully so, I recounted; with her back to me and sitting beside her brother, she touched a towel to his face. Dhri flinched, but went back to his slumber right then. Her other hand held his cheek and slid down to his chest. Shortly, a hurry crept into her movements and she flipped back to me, ignoring the cold drift between us. "Shit! Is his arm ok? Will he able to light the jyoti on Monday?"

"Arnav blocked the punch and took it in his shoulder," Vishwa responded, before I could and entered the room. "Otherwise, I think our noob here would have been toast."

Unthinking, she let out an "Oh!" and walked to the bedside table to pick up a fresh towel and packed it with ice. She extended the bundle to me. It was an unexpected gesture, at least I had thought so after all that had transpired the other night.

"Thanks!" I said, taking more than a long second to reach out and take the ice from her. Although, I couldn't bring myself to use the cold compress, for the pain did help to keep me sane.

When I found my eyes linger over her wrist, I turned around to address Vishwa. "Can you drive? Then drop me off at the office."

"You are not going home?"

"No, I have some pending work that needs to be taken care of for tomorrow's presentation."

"Subha is presenting?" His brows creased, his eyes giving away my answer that he'd already deciphered.

"Why would Subha present when I'll be there?" I retorted.

"Wait, you aren't coming with us?" He asked shaking his head, not quite in terms with what he'd learnt then.

"No! Dhri should manage on his own," I shrugged and my tone didn't resist the derision that surfaced. "Besides, I heard your partner invited Aditya too. Nothing that Aditya can't help with, if Dhri has issues with his drawlength."

Vishwa genuinely appeared to be not aware of the fact that Aditya might come too, while she got to her feet upon hearing the same, with a touch of confusion in her eyes.

Vishwa sighed and held his head. "And what's he then that says I play the villain?"

I raised a brow at him, curious he would draw on Othello than all others. "Othello!" She announced never failing to recognize a quote, and I swung around to find a small smile at her lips.

"A fine tragedy, don't you think?" Vishwa sighed again and asked no one in particular.

"How poor are they that have not patience!" She began, as she started to walk over to Vishwa; her gaze halting at me for an instant longer that it always did. "What wound did ever heal but by degrees?"

"Hmm! Was that Iago's lines?" Vishwa asked joining her, as they ambled out of the room, compelling me to trail them.

"It is," she said with a pronounced insistence and leaned next to the door frame. "At least..." she paused and looked sideways at me, "that is what I read in this old book borrowed from a lending library, but never returned."

Her lilt at the mention of a lending library felt all too familiar and my body prickled with a vague knowing.

Vishwas' eyes shot to me and masking the restlessness that was beginning to grow evident, I tapped at my watch and gestured to him. "Well, its late

He gave me the same smile, I sometimes hated him for. "Until, tomorrow then, Kushi," he said, touching her forearm.

I was aware of her footsteps that pursued mine, as I strode down the stairs. When she didn't get down from the last stair, I understood that was goodbye. Stopping to look at her, I turned in profile to nod at her once and swiftly walked out to leave her home.

This was it, I told myself, when everything about that parting felt wrong. It didn't matter that Vishwa or her father had pitted us against each other and had ployed to bring in Aditya as the catalyst. By then, I was assured, they didn't know we had worked out our own equation involving an unknown variable of the nth degree - complex at that impasse.

The faint warmth in my chest multiplied, as the distance from her house increased, while the cold pack in my hand burnt my nerve endings. "Actually, can you do me a favor?" I asked Vishwa getting into the car. "Drive me home. I need to... I have some work there."

Again that smile of his and I might have punched his other eye too, had I not been occupied with her cursory reference that may not have been incidental after all.
Edited by -Mitra - 11 years ago
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Posted: 11 years ago
wow! an update...will read and come back..
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My god! Vishwa! you and your that smile! he he!

H, the triangle of three people in that room was so powerful! each of them radiating a strange energy of high power..Thanks for the insight into Arjun's thoughts! I need to read again and again to understand the underlying secrets you have woven into those simple innocent words..But destiny and Arjun's one moment of weakness...well! I enjoyed it..
Edited by dreamymaya - 11 years ago
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Posted: 11 years ago

wow , an update!!!!

Even Aditya is joining them in Bhadrachalam, great!!!!
I hope Arjun finds the note afterall.
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Posted: 11 years ago
🤗
"Drive me home. I need to... I have some work there."
What do you need to do Arjun ? Pack for the trip ? 😆
Edited by Kishmish - 11 years ago
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Posted: 11 years ago
what she was alive
that was just bad of him
but hey why doe sit not surprise me
hmmm that worked out well
at least they met again
guess there is hope for them yet
man this vishwa is interfering way too much
but then he wont stop either
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Posted: 11 years ago
Initial thoughts: he will finally see that note of hers!!! Yayy!!!
Aditya's coming along, but not Arnav?? Truly a villain's hand at play here.😆

As Shyama says you'll be a poor man indeed if you don't have patience...
Edited by moomin4455 - 11 years ago

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