Originally posted by: shahbhavini
The Stranger: Finally arrived... Definitely in the first scene, you have portrait him observant... shrewd and Pakka businessmen. He only spoke a few words... what was asked and needed? Reserved...aloof type persona...
Yes.. 😳
He didn't ask for the kos at first that was kind of interesting.
Good thing, you noted that 😉 he gave it first, and then asked for money!
I wouldn't say he was a selfish, only reason he saw the need and fulfilled it first so I gave him a plus for that, but then took the opportunity to gain profit out of it.
Hmmm
His silence and spooky glare kind of making him dangerous so far... I really want to know who he is. Why those thugs ran way... He must be either leader of some big gang or Mughal high post administrator or a spy and behind Heera😕... It doesn't matter but seems like he is popular as cruel and ruthless in the surrounding area.
Seems like it!😛
'I hope you realise that even Amrit would have cost us less, Sahib!' the heiress stated, using sarcasm to express her disapproval
'Of course, it would Sahiba! Because water is more precious than nectar...'
>>>>> Loved their first convo.
Awww 😆😳
If he wasn't certain then, he was now - she might be sitting in a simple palanquin and donning plain glass bangles, but the grace with which she held her palm out was proof enough that this lady was no commoner.
>>>> Keen Observant.
No doubt about it!
Second scene... All about Heera's humanity and care for her people and also every person in her crew how they care about her safety... money... comfort and her protection... But she is not less when she realized injured people needed few days to get cure she chooses to take risk and halt in unknown place. Loved it how it's written.
I loved how Gauri understands Heera's need and defended. The way she expressed to everyone that she needed some time alone to grieve shows her intimacy with her.
Thank you so so so much Bhavu
Third scene: Lonely heart... searching for peace and warmth of her sister.
'This will do' she'd thought and crossed over a crude wooden footbridge, taking her place beside its banks ever since.
Yet, she hadn't found the tranquillity she was after.
'Finding peace', as Harka Bai discovered eventually, was no easy quest.
>>>> Poor girl ... In simple scene... you have portrait her deep intense pain and her vulnerability... The way she was throwing pebbles in the river felt so deep but not able to clarify yet in my mind... I think it was a way of grieving... those four lines I took it as philosophical deepness.
Yes... it's not a grief that can go away easily, na?
She was so much involved in her grieve not realizing she was hiking towards danger... Even though I knew she will survive but still while she was close to drowning in the steam... many thoughts rambled... I thought maybe the stranger will save her or maybe she will be separated from her crew end up in another side... Superbly written... you give enough space in your writing that readers could visualize and ran their imagination.
Awww your imagination ran wild here, I see... nice!
It was a steely grip around her elbow.
>>>> Finally I came back from my imagination... Steely Grip has to be stranger 😳
Of course... 😉
Recognising even in that dazed state that the one who towed her so harshly, could not be a gentleman, the desperate young lady prayed that the rescuer was not, in reality, out to harm her.
Are U trying to tell readers something? Did Heera ignore her sixth sense?
Ok what I've realised now in first four chapters is that there is still a lot of 'unknown' and a lot of 'mysteries' out there... hence a lot of guesswork going on too... hee hee... I was tempted to explain here, but I am going to let the story do the talking... in a few chapters, it will all become clear..
'What do you think you're doing?' his pitch echoed like a roar, though he kept his tone low. And curt. And deep. And thick. And dominant.
>>>> 😃Somehow I presumed his attitude is going to be like this ... In prolog U explicitly mentioned... not interested in women... and workaholic. Hope her target is not Heera.
Yes he is a loner!
'The voice...' her startled eyes slowly widened,
>>>> Sharp👏 Heera...
😉
'I know you can't swim... because I saw your antics out there...'
'Are you blind, or are you plain bizarre?'
>>>> His obvious irritating attitude... I have a feeling will come to know soon why he is aloof ... what is behind his mask... or maybe I am wrong... that's his personality...
🤗 shaant Bhavu... sab pataa chal jaayegaa!
they were both standing in 4 feet of water, with their clothes drenched. Yet, the first thought that came to her enquiring mind wasn't awkwardness - it was that she'd finally decoded the puzzle
>>>> She is already feeling the mysterious connection with a stranger... Her soul recognizes he is the protector and much more...
Well said!!!
He'd finally questioned, dispelling the oddest spell of silence he knew. It was a question he was meant to ask a few moments ago, but for some strange reason 'Hazel' were the first words that came to his mind. Hazel - the color of her eyes. Blacks, he'd seen. Blues and greens he'd seen. Even browns he'd seen. But such an exquisite tint of hazel, he had not 'What do you think you're doing?'
>>>>> At least color of her eyes impacted on this distant and cold person.
Yes... it did! At least for a moment, he took notice...
Awesome Shraddha ... Enjoying and relishing the story as it progressed.
Thanks so much darling... lovely review.. 🤗 enjoyed it thoroughly
Got so busy yesterday after reading... I wasn't able to comment instantly.
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