Sushpective: So open your eyes and see The way our horizons meet

OK peeps...this is not my style...and I usually feel rather uncomfortable about writing romantic moments...But this one, I thought I will pretend to be a real writer...and describe each characters feeling through the romantic scene...Here goes the first part...Gone Girl narration style...starting with the FL...

We were walking through the jungle...hoping to find some help...He kept walking and I had no choice but to follow him, keep pace with him...It seemed like I was walking for my whole life...It was getting dark...and there was no life to be seen...

And then I saw...a man...making a fire...Oh...may be he had a phone...may be we can call someone at the office...get help...I suggested to him...that we do so...He must have also been feeling exhausted ...he agreed without arguments...we approached the man...and asked ...explained to him we were in trouble...The man said...his phone was out of network...but he could help us find shelter for the night...Sahir sir...left to look for the shelter...

But the moment he left...the man...started saying all these rubbish things to me...It was frightening...I was frozen in my tracks...The man ...moved forward and tried to touch me...Before I could react...he was there Saahir sir...holding the man's hands off me...he didn't say anything...didn't shout ...just jumped up and hit the man...karate style...right on his shoulder...a kick followed...the man was on the ground...crying in pain...did Sahir sir break his bone? It wasa hard hit...I couldn't have ever imagined...him doing any marshal arts...This was all so unreal...

But then the man...called his friends...asked them to grab us...I was still in a daze ...trying to absorb what was happening...before it was Sahir sir's hands grabbing mine...This was more shocking...never in million years...I expected him to do that...and then he ran...pulling me along...jumping over the fire... The men started to follow us...I have never been more scared in my life...it was surreal...

We kept running...changing directions a few times...tricking the men...but eventually they came after us...and I could hear them coming close...They would catch us any moment...and then,

Saahir sir grabbed my waist with his arm...turned me around pushing me against a tree...and covered me with body...protecting me...protecting us...

He was so close to me...I could feel his proximity...I felt very conscious of him...of being so close...trying to hold my body away...and then there was a noise...it felt like the men...stopped to look more in the area where we were hiding...Saahir sir's reflex reaction was to pull me even closer...His face, so close to mine...I held my breath...It felt like I was losing sensation in my knees...they were about to give up...he moved away ...loosened his grip...and then one of the men...moved a leaf...right next to us...I was about to scream...but. Saahir sir's hand was on my mouth...My voice stopped in my throat...I couldn't move. His eyes...told me...not to make noise...I couldn't speak even if I wanted to...my voice was lost...but it was hard to stop my heart racing...it felt like my heart will jump out ...

The men started to talk...saying really bad things...I could feel Saahir sir's temper rising...he wanted to jump out and beat them for talking like that...I grabbed his shoulder...and stopped him...

We stayed close, his arms around me...my hands on his shoulder...I could feel his breath on my neck...The moment felt like eternity...this was beyond a dream...I couldn't believe what just happened...I was so jittery...so conscious of myself ...of him...I walked out...blood was rushing through my face...I have never felt this way...It was ...what was it...I can't describe...

I felt a tug...my dupatta was caught somewhere...I looked back...Saahir sir was right behind me...my dupatta was stuck in his wrist watch...He looked at me...with such tender eyes...I didn't know how to react...

He moved his wrist forward...silently asking me to untangle my dupatta...my hands were hesitating...but I did it...moving away.

How could I have been so gullible to trust the bas***d even for a second!! The moment I left to look for shelter...I realized...there is something wrong...I shouldn't have left Arzoo alone with that man...I turned around...and sure enough ...there he was the scumbag...trying to touch Arzoo...I hit him...he fell ...I wanted to beat him to pulp...but he called his men...it would have been dangerous to stay there and fight...I am not sure how many men were there...all together...may be he had more waiting to join him...I felt sick to my stomach...I had to make a quick decision...so I grabbed her hand and ran...She looked at me all startled...still trying to grasp the situation...there was no time...we had to move...

The bas***ds came after us...we changed direction a few times...but couldn't get rid of them...they were approaching...I had to think quick...and act...I had to protect her...I grabbed her by her waist...and pushed her against a tree...hugging her close...trying to not make a noise...She had to be still not move...that was our only option...I felt her body stiffen...she tried to keep her body arched...a bit away from me...The girl...seemed like she had never been this close to a man before...her cheeks were all flushed...Her heart racing...her breath uneven...

The men...decided to look more closely...she almost screamed ...I had to put my hand on her mouth to stop her from doing that...But then the men started talking s**t! I couldn't take it any more...I had to go out...fix them for good...how dare they...? But she pulled me back... Her hands were on my shoulder...her eyes making a slight gesture...telling me not to act on my impulse...and leave it...The men were frustrated...they decided to leave but not before throwing a knife in our direction...she flinched ...hugging me tightly this time...her face buried in my chest...All I wanted to do was to protect her...

The men left...we came out...Arzoo's cheeks were flushed...she nervously touched her face and then looked away...not facing me...but her dupatta was stuck in my wrist watch ...I tried to untangle it with one hand but had to give up...

There she was...talking about the moon and all it's goodness...how that is the one constant...while everything changes...Her philosophy angered me...what does she know about change...about pain...what has she seen in life any way? I couldn't take it any more...I told her...to not believe the crap...I know...I know about betrayal...I have lived it...I am still living the pain...People leave you...when dark clouds come on you...that's how it is...She told me...she knows about pain...she grew up orphan with a dad who was still alive...her mom lived like a widow...she knows rejection and betrayal first hand...but she still believes with every pain...come things that can give you happiness...you have to recognize and embrace it...I couldn't believe this girl had seen so much pain...

And then she slept...like an angel...peacefully...I couldn't sleep...I sat there thinking...and the. She turned...her arm fell on mine...I tired to push it away...but she grabbed my hand...I had to turn to her...trying to take my hand away...but a leaf fell on her face...she looked so pure...I couldn't stop myself from brushing the leaf off of her face...my eyes stopped at that face...that shined in the moonlight...I wanted to kiss her...

Oh GOD!!!! What had happened to me! HOW COULD I...? HOW COULD I ALLOW MYSELF TO THINK LIKE THIS? WHY WAS THIS HAPPENING? THIS WAS NOT RIGHT!!!! I HATED MYSELF...FOR THINKING THIS WAY...

I had to pick the knife and start hacking at the tree...Why Oh Why was this happening?????

Ladies and gentlemen...a big round of applause for not only Shweta for her beautiful collages...but also my friend Bhavi for sending me this beautiful edit with poetry for Saahir!! 👏

Feeling blessed to have such talented friends who trust me with their work!

I had no idea...Saahir sir was so sad ...something really bad must have happened with him...

but ...I do believe...pain and happiness come together...you have to learn to see the happiness and not be focused on pain...it will eat you alive...you can't let it win...you just can't... He was annoyed with my talk...thought I didn't know anything about what I was saying...I couldn't stop myself from sharing with him...that I too knew pain indeed...he looked at me with those soft eyes again... This was a different person...Alvira Aunty was right...he is a good man...with tough exterior...anyway...I won't press him more...I need to sleep...

I hear some sharp sounds...like someone hacking at the wood...I woke up to see...it was Saahir sir...he was possessed by some strong emotions...like he wanted to punish himself...his hands were bleeding...but that didn't stop him...

I touched his shoulder...trying to wake him up from his dream...he tried to ignore it first but then spun around...pulled my face very close to his...and told me to stay away...!! He said...why can't I understand I need to be away from him...what does he mean?

Something doesn't make sense...Lot of things were not making sense anymore...my own heart was feeling all these emotions I have never felt before...and Saahir sir seems even more shaken than I am...

Ok peeps...here is a song dedication by the very talented Ed Sheeran...with the title lyrics...from the motion picture The Fault in our Stars...

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xw8Q91S43y0[/YOUTUBE]

Wow ...so Saahir was married before? What happened ...the wife ditched him on a rainy day? Kurti aapa with all her dramatic gestures is sort of growing on me...(although I am sure this new found sympathy will not last beyond the episode) ...but for now ...she is after the truth...while it is Alvira who is the deceptive one in this game...

It was truly remarkable that Kurti aapa...doesn't even look at the money in the safe...doesn't touch it...all she wants is the album...

Alvira is a step ahead of her...burning the photographs...Kurti aapa is left without a proof...what a a reversal of roles...the bad character generating sympathy...

Finished the one on Saahir...now onto another one on Arzoo...😃The third post...

Sorry being too demanding...wanted the response after the first one...😳

way to go sush! Gone girl has inspired you ...Can see a different writer.But still I prefer sush thoughts more.

About the episode I loved the way it progressed.Sahir knows she is affecting him this trip made him realise more.

when Sarfaraz's truth comes out he won't be too surprised.

I'm not going to dissect the show. I just really liked it. It's getting very interesting and I think it will continue to progress. More importantly this has only one story (of course it's SaAz's) but it's also how the background characters and pieces fit together and what effect the past will have on their present and future.

Good news is next week the show comes on 5 days a week. Looking forward to it and thanks for posting. I'm really enjoying the show and your posts make the show that much more enjoyable.

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