Chapter 1 ... 😳😳😳😳 👏👏👏👏👏
I read it on Thursday and today is Sunday... and I still can't form words to describe what I feel reading this update... saying it update is not correct, I should say this Intimate confrontation which you made me witness while I read this beautiful story. It felt like I'm a person who's peeping in the room Where Paarijat and her Adorer are coming face to face with their long held desires. I felt I'm invading someone's private moments ... but not even once can will myself to look away as I was so engrossed looking at things enfolding. Lovely description and flow Nishaji.👏 All your stories are very light and bring a smile on my face... yes they all do tackle grave topics too and your story telling is quite unique... but yet This Paarijat... oh my You've cast a spell on me with this one. Loved the story telling here... So different yet so passionate and holds a desperate plea in it. 👏👏
The start was so intimate yet so fulfilling ... it was feverish and quite a culmination to everything pent up within 2 restless souls. Indeed it felt a dreamy reality. Right from the sprinkling of the flowers to the replacing passion ... awesome. 😳
The back story was a journey of sorts and revealed so much.
I specially loved the way you in two different ways demonstrated their own nature... one who absorbs all her pain within and who is willing to torture herself but never hurt the other person but yet opens up in full bloom only to one person ... her saviour her guardian and her soother... her answer to all unsaid prayers and sorrows. While the other nature of the hard core person who is so absorbed in her that nothing else is reflected in him other than his external mask of indifference... he helps her open up to him while he himself closes out all others and finds his greatest achievement on being her comforter. and helps her bloom even when she herself pushes self into darkness...
They are contrast personalities and yet only they can mingle well and transform each other into fullness and colours of life.
She is his Paarijat ... he met her underneath that tree and their love blossomed there ... so who else can be his love "Paarijat"than her... and how can he call anyone the symbol or synonym of her name other than her. He has always felt possiveness over her and all his emotions are only for her.
Loved that gist he has written in answer to the poem ... something he treasures and wants to share only with her as it's his dark desires for her .. and wanted only to reveal to her as he knows she blossoms in darkness and can't bear sunlight ... and only she can shelter his desires within her and never let other's light touch it. What angered and hurt him must be that she went and did the opposite of what he always felt she would see through his unsaid emotions and absorb within her, but then her only identity was in question that day, she was facing the harsh light of adoption which never anyone made her feel, how could she rationally figure out what would happen... she was left orphaned that day just felt it and then comes this blow where she herself was blinded with rage and feeling of loss from all sides... and wanting to prove the right that she belongs somewhere even if it meant sacrifice.
Lovely one Nishaji ... and the end was like cherry on the top... relived Geet days. I'm stopping now or else won't finish typing anything 😆
Will comment on the next part soon.
Edited by Onir - 10 years ago
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