Originally posted by: princessjojo
What a magnificent scene! A 6 minutes sequence captured the essence of their relationship from its birth to the present. The hissing wind in the background set the perfect stage for a heartfelt monologue.
Jai spoke to the two most important beings in his life, Bani, and his child, his extension.
Notice his hand as it shivers...and the consequent expression on his face once his touches Bani, feels his baby. He sighs in relief. His mouth is open, and he breathes deeply, as if his life depended on this contact. And the following pain on his face, his eyes. The pain of the thought that these two may not be a part of his life, ever again. And that this is the chance to speak...to be as close to his child and he can ever get. To bare his heart to his child and his heart the last time.
Bani may never be in his room again, he may never see them again, he may never feel their presence again...this is the time, and he graps the opportunity. In a way, he does what he can for the child now...he blesses his child, and wishes for his child, apologizes to his child. But also places trust, that though the child may lack the physical presence of a father, he acknowledges that he will have a mother. Such a mother, whose presence will invalidate the void of anything else his child's life.
'Jab tumhare tute hue dil ko koi malham lagata hai na? To wo pyar hota hai' Notice Jai as he whispers these dialgogues. A subtle smile of realization, late realization, lights his face, and it reaches his downcast eyes.
Now it seems that Jai has already realized that he loves Bani, but he intentionally refuses to acknowledge their bond as love, because, indeed, it is much deeper. Its too profound to be described as love. Love, the word, lacks the capacity to contain what he feels for this woman in his life.
'Yeh rishta do dilo se milne se nahi bana, yeh rishta do aatmaon se bana hai.'
Soul, is eternal. Soul, is the essence. Soul, is the core. Nothing can be purer and more cherished than a bond that is based on soul.
Jojo
Jojo, that was beautiful. Such sensitive, articlulate people on this forum - just adds such texture to my experience of this story.
That touch, that left handed touch! A man's protective hand on a woman's womb - while man and child communicate, it is the woman's place to submit, stand still, allow that communion... and listen.
To listen to Jai speak was one of the most life affirming, love-affirming things I've heard in a while. He looked down and she looked at him, drinking him in. It was beautiful and so was what you had to say about it.
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