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Love is childlike, atleast when our hero Arnav is concerned..
As he turned around to look at the woman who possessed his heart, the whole of his heart, and saw her bend down to pick up the pieces of shattered glass, a melancholic thought crossed his being..
Oh how many times had he carelessly tossed away her delicate life, so valuable.. and broken her dreams into similar pieces? How many times had she silently borne it, picked up the mess he'd left her in, had all alone lifted her spirit up, once again..
Why was she surprised to see him help her with the glass pieces? Why did he not hesitate once to hold her hand to stop her?
Why did he not have to pretend, nor put up a stronger him, nor act as if he was in full control of the situation there.. Why did he just unlock his heart and let the words flow,
'Mat Jao...'
Really, what is it that makes her love him so much? Tell me honestly, was she trying to impart him strength or was it the other way round.. as she leaned into him, both relieving themselves of the days' burdens..
How sweet, how changed is a man in love.. why did the tears bother him? Why did she look strikingly beautiful and yet carried a heavy heart?
What was that kiss for?
To apologise to her?
Or to shush her?
To assure her?
Or to simply love her?
...who needs the other person more?
Arnav, Khushi? Or Khushi, Arnav?
Thats hard to answer.. whats easy is to celebrate this joyous homecoming of sweet silent love..
Its beautiful to know that there is someone who will be there with you, no matter what!
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