Meri ma se bhad kar mereliye kuch bhi nehi hai ...uss mari hui maa ke kasam khake kehta hoon ki mein tumare saath kuch nehi kiya.
That's how the beginning starts to break it's barrier. The beginning of redemption, the beginning of fixing, the beginning of healing.
Amla held nothing for herself and him, she was in a world where pain was a trivial emotion. She could feel herself burn and find only her burning in the middle of everything. She could hear him, but the louder noise that was entrapping was, herself being lethally broken by hammers in a cruel hand. She felt nothing but hatred, she loathed her existence and did the same with Abeer too. After all, a cold heart cannot give warmness.
She was strong enough to hold it inside her, but very weak to express it. Abeer being her unknown strength held to her weakness and she was wrecked. Nothing could be hidden anymore, it will come out. All the pain, hatred, anger, worries and most of all,the strength to face all of them will show up in each and every step that she will begin to take from now.
The only string that connected Abeer and Amla emotionally was the pain. There was no one in this world to share the huge baggage of piercing emotions. She could speak only few, but those few cut fresh wounds and the older ones are forgotten. Now the string that connects Amla and Abeer is her hatred. The guidance for Abeer from her will be her hatred. She is incapable of forgiving, forgetting and loving. Her only way to emote is through detest. His only way to reach to her, is by gathering all that she gives him.
What was she mourning for? For what she went through? Or for what she thought could have been, a happy life? She lost it all. She lost herself, she lost her coward finance who showed merciless dreams of happy future and burnt them alive in front of her and walked away, shoving her love off. She lost the respect she had for herself. She was the reason for which he burnt their so called dreams. She lost what she had for her own. She lost the hope to live a happy life. She lost the courage to be what she was before. She held it all. Not anymore.
She did'nt show Abeer her happy side, but she showed him her true self, the broken one, who feels that she is unfix-able anymore. She showed what she never tried to express to anyone else. Somewhere deep down, his truth layered a trust in her, one that will become unbreakable in future.
This marks the beginning for her to loathe and for him to soothe her wounds. Slowly and gracefully, they will become each other's strength. There will come a time when she will let him hold her without fearing. There will come a time when he will live her dreams rather than show them. There will come a time when she will speak words of love and shower him with everything she has. There will come a time when they will face this without any pain or remorse. There will come a time when love will replace the hatred!
Music Corner
Geet - Hui Sabse Parayee
Advocate Anjali Awasthi
