It was simply adorable!I can write pages and pages of comments on this story but I'm a liytle short of time.
To be honest I thought it was just another ordinary -difficult delivery "BABY SAGA" but I was forced by my heart to read it because it was written by you and my heart totally trusts you with every word you write.
I kind of have a feeling deep inside that whatever you write will always be nice. Well, its a good thing but it leaves little room for creative criticism.
But who cares for it anyway when the piece put onto a scroll is just so perfect?
Ahmm.. starting with the review, the first and foremost thing that I would like to mention was the way you built the platform of Khushi's death- it was the best and the only thing which kept be going through the epic saga and made me sniff and sigh with every Arnavji and Khushi I read, and I could easily visualize myself standing there in front of those people and watching the scene unfold.
It was an amazing and literally out of the world experience.
I would like to divide the story into 3 parts according to the emotions I experienced:
Firstly, My heart goes out to Arnav for the grief he is going through and not to forget the fact that, he loves Khushi so much as to hate her.
And I can tell it through personal experience that to hate someone you love gives a hell lot of pain! There's this throbbing in your head when your sane side tells the other side not to hurt your loved ones but the other side overrules that saying and we end up hurting ourselves, only to make out that with time the power of the insane side only grows.
And I loved the fact that you brought real life into the world of fiction and the whole packet is beautifully portrayed in your story through art of your winding of words.
Secondly, I felt that Khushi was being a nincompoop by not willing to give up her child for Arnav, for the children she could have with him and for herself too. She is a Raizada in true sense with the air of stubbornness around her.
Although later, I understood her pain of killing her own child and I softened towards her when I thought about my mother. My mother (infact any mother) can't stand anyone shouting at me and what Khushi is being asked to do is simply a waste of a thought even!
Can she kill her child? My answer will always be a no but if its a life death situation she should have chosen herself without any doubt.
So basically it comes down to one word and I'm divided on this issue.
But there still is a border line between children and husband and husband should always be given the first priority in such a situation.
The thing that gets me here is the pain which Arnav feels-the pain within himself and the one residing within Khushi heart- the pain she is bearing in form of the child, both physical and mental and the one she is bearing by being away from him. In all this mess, Arnav is the one I pity because he is expected to just let Khushi slip through his hands after so much he has done to get them through all the obstecles in their path.
I want to feel for Khushi but Arnav totally takes it away by portraying all those emotions through his eyes and wanting to say them all but he is standing at crossroads and doesn't know what to choose because of the child and more specifically because of Khushi.
This part literally mocks me to question myself that is it possible to love someone so much that their decision becomes the reason for your hatred?
But he still does..love her.. He still does..
NAFRAT PAAS AANE NA DE..
MOHBAAT DOOR JAANE NA DE!
What "brave warriors" our Raizadas' are?
In the end I would like to say that, for me Khushi's death becomes bearble around the fourth part when I start thinking about the ones I love and when I start to think like a mother. They say that everything is fair in love and war and sacrifice is fair too.
The way you gradually progressed from Arnav's hate to his love for Khushi-you created a scenario where anything can happen and in this Arnav is at peace on the crossroads of life, the way it is written is commendable.
It is one thing to give pain within a flash of a second and another to give it with so much love that you hardly feel it and unknowingly you succumb to it. And it is the thing which I loved about your story. Many writers turn the story ugly suddenly but you don't and that is what I liked the most about you.
You take one step at a time and thats what appeals to me.
Coming back to the story, it had a certain kind of strength which gives you power to move on and accept everything as it is with a happly smile without breaking your heart.
Once again I have to say that the emotions are beautifully portrayed. They are like a painting, when you look at its draft you are dissatisfied by the incompletion of it and never bother to even think about its future. But, when you see it after completion you get to see the beauty of it and and feel speechless and even smiling whenever you thong about it in the future. It leaves you with a good feeling.
And it is what this story has done for me.
One more thing, it reminded me of a story by A.J. Cronin and it is for you to find out which story it was.. And read it.
And Finally,
Thanks For The Memories.
Your Behena Tinadidums,
Saraa Dias
The Stalker,
The Aphrodite.
Edited by Ipkkndrokzz4eva - 11 years ago
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