Originally posted by: swansong
helooo swansong 😊 good to see you ..
this is just awesome hammie, so very poetic.ur intro reminds me of the lines of the very first successful Bengali novel writer Bankimchandra, everyone has their own tree of poisonous fruit.like u mentioned bitter pill, everyone plant a poisonous tree in their lives, which we nurture every single day and one day it delivers us the fruit of our Karm, which poisons us in the end.
👏👏 thank you for sharing this profound thought with us.. its true.. I believe ..as in we reap what we sow.
like ur bitter pill, there is this result of deeds, as ravish now gets the taste of the pill in return of blind trust for his mother.Suman gets the dose of bitter pill again n again, as she is the sinner, sinners never find peace, in the end they suffer from the taste of that bitter pill, the poisonous fruit.
ur take came as a mixed pill, sweet n bitter at the same time for vividha, u were so brilliant in describing that ending scene it brings goosebumps, ur choice of words r just incredible.
Keep writing hammie, love ur takes.
if you knew me well enough.. writing romance has never been my strong point..erhh it require effort from me..😆.. sorry swans being honest.. however Vitharv do radiate romance,must admit.. listen thanks so much for reading and giving a thought provking comment , love hammie