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horizon, ipoona, cynthia,
thanks for that lovely one on khushi's colours and asr's reactions, the black and white man and his rangeen ladki. of course there was no way he was going to gush and compliment her, not till he was good and ready and only in his arch way of that too.
this is asr. hyuk.
but ipoona says something toward the end about him liking her in any colour no matter what, even ugh boring ones.
and red being used to make a point, create that rabba ve moment and stuff.
cynthia says about the significance of green in their story that teri meei mkoment and beyond.
okay, for me, for asr the colour she wore was never important. suppose everything went according to plan and the sarees didn't flip on diwali, would asr have fallen for la? or not fallen for khushi. was he really in jadoo nasha mode because of red or the way she looked surrounded by the lamps and looking lovely that seemed to suddenlly break his walls a bit more? suppose she wore a lovely white or an orange or even the saree la wore would he have then dropped her and made a beeline for la? even if red were his favourite colour?
colour was used more for camera than for asr. and to paint personality, the neutral tones mainly for asr and the whole colour wheel for sunshine touched kkg. they were like plants, one who grew away from light, the other in beautiful slanting sunrays.
on the night she dated him and the night he lay her beneath the stars and made nightlong love to her, she wore black...
he complimented her on her colours a couple of times. that first time he saw her, she made a mark. something about her. it immediately registered and bothered the heck out of him.
this kept on happening... he couldn't understand why. till he did very very gradually. i too believe, ipoona, that someday he will tell her, it happened the moment he saw her and she will i felt something strange too.
the red of holi reminded me if of anything, then it was the sindoor he put on her mang with so much anger and pain. that claimed her. today again with red powder he made her his own, this time before all, and with wonder and tenderness in his fingers. even though he believed she was having an affair with shyam. the colour of this love... oh that makes me sigh.
thanks for that lovely one on khushi's colours and asr's reactions, the black and white man and his rangeen ladki. of course there was no way he was going to gush and compliment her, not till he was good and ready and only in his arch way of that too.
this is asr. hyuk.
but ipoona says something toward the end about him liking her in any colour no matter what, even ugh boring ones.
and red being used to make a point, create that rabba ve moment and stuff.
cynthia says about the significance of green in their story that teri meei mkoment and beyond.
okay, for me, for asr the colour she wore was never important. suppose everything went according to plan and the sarees didn't flip on diwali, would asr have fallen for la? or not fallen for khushi. was he really in jadoo nasha mode because of red or the way she looked surrounded by the lamps and looking lovely that seemed to suddenlly break his walls a bit more? suppose she wore a lovely white or an orange or even the saree la wore would he have then dropped her and made a beeline for la? even if red were his favourite colour?
colour was used more for camera than for asr. and to paint personality, the neutral tones mainly for asr and the whole colour wheel for sunshine touched kkg. they were like plants, one who grew away from light, the other in beautiful slanting sunrays.
on the night she dated him and the night he lay her beneath the stars and made nightlong love to her, she wore black...
he complimented her on her colours a couple of times. that first time he saw her, she made a mark. something about her. it immediately registered and bothered the heck out of him.
this kept on happening... he couldn't understand why. till he did very very gradually. i too believe, ipoona, that someday he will tell her, it happened the moment he saw her and she will i felt something strange too.
the red of holi reminded me if of anything, then it was the sindoor he put on her mang with so much anger and pain. that claimed her. today again with red powder he made her his own, this time before all, and with wonder and tenderness in his fingers. even though he believed she was having an affair with shyam. the colour of this love... oh that makes me sigh.
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