Since yesterday morning all i'm seeing a heavy smoke of comments, roars, like/dislike, this'n'that, Hate-Love-devastation blah blah blah. I'm seriously not able to decipher what it have been upto.
Quicky coming at the topic. So I'm prepared, and geared up myself for the upcoming track to befall. Didn't we knew the Tagline that illuminates the entire chapters of the story ? Then what's the congestion in it ? Not a sole Love-Tale has been concluded with flowers and luxuries, if relationships were going to be so potential than in the definition of love there wasn't be a line of anguish or anxiety, these all things are the main wholesome part of every story which adds more curiosity, indulgement , intensity. Yeah, i accept the fact that its gonna be very heavy heart to see Arnav-Khushi in a dark boat, though that's what this show has preluded and vowed to provide, and the time has reach to face-off and gulp every drop of tear in throats. Honestly, i never wanted the confession , its too earlier, their rapport hasn't taste any pangs or wrenches , its a way to go for both. Plus, i always wanted Shyam's truth to be divulged before anyone of them professes 'cause somewhere its a bitter analyze for their bond, an acidic exam to see who can walk onto, or who can jump from. I can't make out for the present whether its gonna be a misapprehension, separation or a wedding in a circle of Hatred, regardless of my eyes want to see the developing of Belief between two which counts more than anything. Although, if in case anything happens from the above perspective, than evidently, 'Bring It On'. Every story has two sides of coins.
Contentment + Hatred + Belief = Strong bond
Arnav has finally acknowledged the depth of his sentiments, he's standing on the verge to profess to Khushi ? Concrete! He's melting more than Khushi, slipping, dripping more than her in love. Though, the same issue comes, does Khushi has recognized her heartbeats ? what it describes or try to say ? She's still naive and landing in a small boat where i can explicitly perceive she've to endure, pass, chug, amble on the tests of fire. Those fire balls which Arnav will give her to roll on most probably, whilst both will gonna travel in same path, though with a distinct lanes, and burdens of angst. And that'll take a wrought of Nafrat Mohabbat. I'm looking forward what CV's have store further for us avidly. Thus, I'd like to see how the word 'Nafrat' would create its own essence between battles of Love and Hate.
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