post 2
Fire & Ice
By: Mysticaldivine
“It seemed like forever ago, like we've had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.”? ~ John Green~
Has it been only ten years? feels like we've known iss pyaar ko kya naam doon? like forever. In this world full of temporary things, Ipk gives us a perpetual feeling. Forever moment that we are not ready to end even now. Unbelievable. The perimeter of obsession never came down and took a different shape instead.
UNBELIEVABLE!
Aasman see aya farishta
pyaar ka sabaq sikhlane
[An angel came from the sky
to teach you a lesson of love]
What? What am I talking about here? He was no angel.
He was Shaitan[ Satan] Khushi's Prince vs Satan. But did he teach the lesson of love?
Well, we all know he was the one who wrote the destiny of his and hers. Who thought that a man in black will take off his aviators to make such a deal to rule the globe while a crazy woman with a helmet on will ride that slogan by signing that deal with this tycoon by herself. Welcome to the hell! Unbelievable man!
Where this couple came from? From heaven or hell?
Dil main hai tasweer yaar ki
aya hoon wo dikhlane
[ I have a pic of lover in my heart
and I am here to show you all]
Oh, he showed the glimpse of hell flashing her falling in his arms all over the globe. He told the entire universe, here she is. She was no less and made a deal with superpower Devi Maiya to see him once, just one to pound his meat and flesh instead. How could he dare only?
She left him in Lucknow...
He left her in Lucknow...
Really?
His aviators came down again but this time with a defeat and with an "Unbelievable!" look. Oh, she was in the same scooter, I mean boat. But one thing was sure this time, they both challenged each other for life, every time they faced each other.
She claimed...."Hum apka sara nuqsaan chuka dainge"[ I will repay each penny for your entire loss]
He declared..."Dekhte hain, tum bhi yaheen ho aur main bhi" [ We'll see. You are here and I am here too]
She swore..."Jeet humari hogi, chahe haal behaal hon" [ We will win no matter what?]
He asserted..."Tum ASR nahin ban sakti" [You can't be ASR]
[Nuqsaan, chot, dard,dhoka aur be aitbari ]
Loss, wound, pain, betrayal, and disbelief were the main ingredients this ASR turned into a modern "Prometheus" a god of fire. His intellectual side was emphasized by his name. Deep like the ocean and a fore-thinker.A master who learned to craft destiny and creation of mortal surroundings, beholding the wretch- the miserable monster whom he had created.
But even Greek gods have Aphrodite and this man ASR got his... The Crazy woman with a big smile and her name was Khushi.
Oh, he hated those lips with a smile and daring eyes or more of dreaming eyes. Those challenging avatar of her was crumbling his self-proclaimed empire of beliefs.
Did she care about angry khadoos also known as Mr. Laad Governor?
Nah, She was a dreamer. She was the one who could only find her way by moonlight with a cup of tea. Her punishment was that she could see the dawn before the rest of the world.
You know why?
Because he was there in her dreams to wake her up.
but her sword was out the moment she was up.
Understood! She gave two hoots to your "Ms.Gupta" after waking up, you know? Any thug or gangster is better than you Mr.
The great man did everything he could to make Aphrodite's life one big hell but in return, he was burning himself. The very first time this "Chot" felt different when her life felt in danger in the guesthouse. He was melting instead. She was becoming the healer of his broken and fiery soul.
But he remained in power... Power of hell for her and for himself too.
The more he gave her wounds, the more he got in return cutting through his soul until the vicious cycle broke its hell. He rose from ashes but the ego never seized. In the game of ice and fire, both realized what mattered the most.
Did she ever surrender?
She reminded him with each wound daring him more. Don't forget, real beauty is in the fragility of rose petals. A rose that never wilts isn't a rose at all. She took all that he threw at her.
"Don't you dare show me your back Mr.Raizada..."
_ and he bowed down, accepted, confessed, and took an oath to make things "Right". His soul jolted when he felt her lifeless form in his arms, her silent lips without a smile, and closed eyes without throwing any deal or a dare back at him.
She became his biggest deal and he declared. What he had burnt, broke, and tore, he held the power to heal. He was the keeper of fragile things and he had kept of her that was indissoluble.
Prometheus became a true prince of his lady love.
Didn't she say she will change all the losses with the profit no matter what? She declared the winner of their love way before even realizing it.
Thumbs down Mr.Raizada!
Well, she had no idea she was the winner because he made sure of it.
Unbelievable!
Ipkknd, a winner over the globe yet the winner of our hearts. That's more like it.
Happy 10th Anniversary everyone!
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faiqa, i often think, especially when i go to my ipk blog, that there’s really nothing more, nothing new to write about ipk. but as i read this piece i had to disagree with myself. there’s always something in it, something you hadn’t seen before, something that makes you think, ponder, react to, giggle about.. and you are a master of catching that and expressing it.
i read “prometheus” and i thought, yes, yes, there’s something classical, epic about asr’s character. one can get lost in it. in fact, i am going to spend the day feeling this.
“superpower devi maiya” ahahahaha what a perfect description. she was such a powerhouse.
“aphrodite” in tight churidar, i am grinning and imagining poor prometheus’s plight, he can tame fire, but this miss…
i have marked some bits in bold and pink… but really, the while read was lovely.
thank you. please keep writing and keep reminding me of the depth and vastness of this phenomenal piece of work
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