I'm going to crash but there's one thing which I'd love to see tomorrow.
Remember the night he discovered Cabir was gay, and went to Nandini for that first time? and then she found him sleeping on those stairs, disturbed even in sleep, and instinctively reached out to smooth that frown out.I need something like this again.Please let him sleep in her arms this time. On that staircase or wherever. He just can't go back and spend the night in that ghost-mansion of his. Not this night. He needs to fall asleep crying, and see her the first thing in the morning. MAKE IT HAPPEN WRITERS.They do believe in parallels after all. Tonight I have hope.P.S- & no I'm not asking for grief sax. Itne bure din nahi aaye. 😆