"Na tumne kucch khoya hai aur na maine kucch..."
Bismillah! Subhararmabh Mangal Savdhaan!
So, I was right about Imlie's umeed (in him and Seeta maiyya) racing against time. Taking little blows every time she pulled it up.
The struggle of this unwanted, illegitimate child, and her ostracised mother always struggling for scraps of izzat and acceptance was something I thought that would loom large over Imlie in this situation. That she could lose her dreams, her very being. And if she were to lose herself, he would have lost too. So glad that she found it in him. Dhul chhant jayegi aur yeh paudha bhi darakht ban jayega. 💖
Always find Imlie lecturing people with more life experience than her cringe, so gonna ingore that and the precap.
The action was actually quite reminiscent of classic epic movies with hyperreal fighting sequences. Till the Janiya. That was cute and ridiculous at the same time.
Aru realises that Imlie has a propensity for going back to sites of trauma aka T house. Hopefully, this brings an end to it all once and for all. Like you stop eating bitter, bland food after the mourning period and partake in meat and sweets again.
A word about the composition of the balcony scene: the brothel was a site of ugliness, resistance-and-eventual-defeat, hopelessness before Aryan entered the place. The overwhelming yellow and hot-pink, interspersed with those garish mirror curtains hurt the eyes. With Aryan, soft yellows, magenta, browns, and ivory enter the scene— indicating a moment of respite from anxiety; an environment of intimacy, safety, and love; a moment of recaliberation of one's own strength, a touch of relief. A suspension of time when they are racing against it.
Loved the soft yellow and pink flowers on the balcony today— a transformation of a site of objectification to one of intimacy and hope.
Malini didi uske photos viral kar degi mostly because gadheda-gadhedi kahin bhi shuru ho jaate hain pravachan Dene main.