For the past two weeks every day at 11.30pm I feel that they do not deserve each other at all... Moreover I feel I do not deserve this torture..
Well then after sometime when I calm down I feel different..
I think we all are at one point or other thinking like normal women or I may say normal wives.. Usually women fight with tooth and nails for their marriage. But that is in the normal human life and not in Ekta's land..
For a marriage to work not only love but trust is also needed. Milind and Prachi's relation started on compromise, both knew the other loved another person. The relation developed in to understanding at one point but could not develop to trust..
Prachi cannot fight for her marriage as normal women do because she feels she has no right over her husband. He himself said she is not even a part of his family. And she feels he loves her sister. How on earth will she fight for this marriage??
But one thing is there, as a wife she can't fight but as a human being she needs more self respect. No human in their right minds will take such crap from their sister or husband and not even from ex lover for whom she sacrificed so much..
Milind on the other hand started this relation for revenge, knowing the women he is going to marry loves someone else. But in the course of time with Prachi's actions he felt that she has started to work on their relation and fell in love with her.. But again he was brought back to earth when Prachi went for the party to meet Neev behind his back (as per him, feeded in his brain by Ayesha).. He saw Neev confessing his love for her there.. he then starts to feel that she was just compromising and just want to let her go..
He is poisoned too much by Ayesha..
There is love in their relation but no communication and trust and in the end we poor audience waste the time seeing them pining and talking all nonsense..
They do belong to each other as they are perfecta and made for eachother. But if they not sort out their problems soon then they do not deserve us as audience and we will say bye bye to them.. π