Aaj phir bin mausam barsaat hui, Imlie se milne ke din se lekar aaj tak baarish uske lliye cataclysmic ban gayi thi. He found rain triggering changes in his life— in him. Rain had fevered Imlie; that led him to bringing her home for the first time. It was raining when he first saw her crying. It was raining when he had to anchor her in for the first time. It was raining when they had to put up a fight together as a team for the first time
And, it was raining when he fell to his near death. Aryan didn't exactly know if he was dead or alive. Whatever this state was. His entire life flashed before him. Papa. Papa's death. How Arvind Jiju filled that void in their lives till he didn't.
He remembered not being able to get out of bed and watch didi transform into a breathing corpse. Till he could.
He remembered him losing interest in everything that he once loved— even himself— as he made the idea of avenging jiju and didi his sole purpose in life. He was okay that way. He was successful, suave, precise. All that he hadn't been once. All for the sake of revenge.
Revenge sapped all the joy out of someone's life, he realised. This had to be solitary mission. He had to be a lone wolf.
So, he distanced himself from everyone he once loved. Aryan could be accused of many things but he couldn't be accused of being self-centred. Not anymore
No one could come where he was. Till she was there. He couldn't believe how she managed to make her way here. Laughing, giggling. Telling him that she'd save him from himself. From this solitary isolation he had imposed upon himself. From his want of revenge. Really, what revenge could he enact on a self-destructive man who had no introspective skills?
No, she was asking him to hold her hand and become a team on some itinerant journey. She was the one choosing him! Wanting him! Loving him back! He so wanted to take a plunge and be happy with her.
Till she was being dragged away from him. He found himself unable to move, to bring her back to him. He was being restrained again— his biggest fear coming true— just like he was unable to move when Jiju was burning. Oh, god, he could breathe— had he been breathing?
Till she was with him again. Soothing him. Asking him to come back.