Holaa! 🤗I am finally here with my two cents 😃 will warn you beforehand though that I have gotten really rusty where giving opinions and analyzing things are concerned have been quite a while since I did it so um its not going to be much...
Jzee this was beautiful yaar.. I loved how you wrote so precisely capturing every emotion.. every nuance of Kesar with such finesse and subtlety... analyzing a scene from the show is something different because in doing so you have the character and everything that he's doing, feeling, saying right in front of you.. its just upon you how you read beneath the lines and read the many stories in their eyes. writing something on your own is a challenge itself because you have to paint a picture that is as vivid to the reader as it is to you and here the way you have sketched Kesar, I could imagine him so perfectly. Hats off to you for making him so real to me. I loved the picture you painted here with an agitated and disturbed Kesar going through his forever messy wardrobe in search of a nightwear so that he could retire for the night.. Although the first thing that came to me was that searching for something that was bound to not to be found especially when you needed it the most was merely just another excuse on Kesar's part to keep himself busy because given his current state of mind and the turmoil he had been in for quite some time, sleeping was the last thing on his mind and he was simply going through his clothes just so he had something or the other to keep himself busy with just like he had been doing for the rest of the day and had returned home when he had had no other choice. And especially with his mind being elsewhere I am pretty sure that the nightwear was surely amongst the clothes he had flung away in his attempt to find it... also if he would have found the darn thing I think he would have simply changed into it just to sit at the foot of his bed and mull over his frustration with Gulaal as to why wasn't she confronting him or more likely how dare she not talk to him? How dare she do what he had asked of her? He was her Kesar and she was his Gulaal and when each of them had never really done what the other had asked because each knew the right they had on eachother then why had his Gulaal let go of that right so easily just because of his behavior with her? she was as obstinate as he was then why wasn't she fighting back? She had lost so easily? Didn't she know how he was? How utterly stubborn he was? Didn't she know how to deal with him anymore? So what if he had sought to avoid her all day? It wasn't necessary that she did the same with him.. it just wasn't done.
How could she! He'd obstinately stayed away from her for a whole damn decade ...had she quit trying to seek him out then? Why would she comply now! He was always telling her to keep away from him ... so what!
I just loved the way you pointed out this thought of Kesar Jzee. This was so so like him... actually it was mere human nature, it was so real..Like Neil said, Kesar is as real a man as anyone can be.. the inner conflicts are something that you can always relate to. I can myself imagine being so stubborn kepehle she didn't ignore me and kept coming after me tou abkia hua? 😆 Kesar *shakes head* you know I loved how utterly selfish as well as selfless he was with her... both the shades were shown beautifully in the show (and I am rambling again... must get back to the topic at hand!)
Then abruptly he had heard the familiar soft rustling of her heavy skirt behind him, a sure indication she had moved, and before he could stop himself he had turned right back around. To find her making her way to the door, with an uncharacteristic resignation about her. Her step had lingered ever so tentatively at the threshold, and he had held his breath unknowingly, waiting, almost wishing for her to turn around and appeal again to his sensibility, or conscience... or both.
I loved this Jzee.. loved how you showed the inner fight against his want and need.. he wanted her to leave just so he could escape those eyes that made him feel like as if they could see right through the facade and into the vulnerability that welled inside him at the sight of her.. into the many questions in his eyes to whom he wanted answers to but was scared to hear them and needed her to defy him and stay.. to just stay and take hold of him and tell him that she hadn't betrayed him that whatever he had heard all those years ago was not true.
It was some tens of minutes before he had finally exhausted all his fury, and expended the last trace of any energy within him, sinking to the floor like a victim of his own storm. Sitting amidst the destruction left in its wake, devoid of any will to gather its pieces. Sometime during the wee hours he had succumbed to a fitful sleep, lonely in his room, and life.
This part made my heart go out to him Jzee, how he just fell to the floor having exhausted himself of every feeling every emotion leaving behind a void that was so deep.. so painful... my heart went out to how lonely he was and made me think about Gulaal how equally lonely she had been as well for the past ten years.. they were both hurting.. both were lonely and both needed the other to save himself... these two were always equal, in their happiness, in pain, in hurt, in joy, in love...
Loved the whole thing Jzee and I cant wait for the next update! Will say it again .. Beautifully done! 👏⭐️ The song was so fitting over Kesar..
If only I know what you are thinking
I'll save this boat from sinking.
*sigh* lub these two!
xx
Hiba
Edited by SongsOf_Silence - 13 years ago
Bhabhi Ji Ghar Pe Hain?
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