Life seems a miracle when you find the magic .
Life seems a tragedy when you find the pain.
Dev saw his own tragedy. Broken by his action which according to him, belongs to her. He could'nt gather someone who was stained unwillingly. Stained? Yes, stained. Dev's bigotry calls a broken Amala- stained. He called his baseless ego a stain. He stained his love for Amala. Why should we call that love? Love should'nt be stained by revenge. He did'nt mend things between them. Now, he is going crazy to find a reason for her betrayal. Tragedy? Pain? - Why should we stain them?
Abeer's life seems to a be magic, just a sparkle that enlightens his world with the brilliance of it's light. The dazzling smile with twinkling eyes kindles a joy in him. His promise is letting him to jump into the pool of feels that is deepening in his heart. When darkness spread like a wildfire in his walls, he found a smile from a smile. His tragedy magically became a miracle. He was drenched in the stain of paint, but smiled at Amala's laughter.
What words can't convey, eyes does.
What lies can't convey, truth does.
Dreams of a marriage, dreams of a happy life, dreams of building a new home became a lie that crashed cruelly by the same hands of a person whom Amala loved to no ends. Dev spoke of what they could never accomplish. A lie coated with peril, perished her innocent dreams of their happy life to ashes. He walked away from her, looking off her eyes. Now he wants to see the truth in her eyes. Her words seem to be a chunk of falsehood now. Irony indeed.
Abeer painted their home, without her knowing, into bright colors. The expectations of his hopes was limited to her smile. Little did he know, he completed her dreams secretively without any expectations.
His truth unveiled his goodness. Truth. His words of truth to her with the pain and guilt, spoke millions through his eyes. But the truth of his leaving is a mere lie from his hopeless heart that drags him towards her, every passing minute- from the day he laid his eyes on Amala.
Admiring one's sweetness is a shallow form of love.
Admiring the bitterness of same is it's deepest form.
Bitterness is the very part of life, walking away from it is called cowardice. Being a coward in love is a sin. It breaks a person leaving no rooms for hope and care. Why would one be a lover if he did'nt have the guts to love a person's flaw? Dev's love is the shallowest certainly.
Abeer dived deep even before he realized he was in love. He knows no depth, it carries him along her form of pain, tears, agony, hatred, care, symphony, glory. He loves them all. Unknowingly- her smile fixes him; her wound bruises him.
Love is no cage that prevents or protects
Love is the guardian that shelters freedom.
Dev pounded her to his dreams. He trained her to watch him make their life. He marked her for everyone else to see. A hype to prevent, a lie to protect. Amidst the misty daze of Dharamshala, her dreams were frozen. Her life was caged.
Abeer melts them in his warmth. He makes her meet the Amala that was lost in an illusion. He breaks her caged dreams that was lost in someone else's. He gives her the strength that boosts her to fight her life. His presence makes her more vigilant and confident. Her words are unsaid, but what she looks into, definitely speaks it all!
Jaane Anjaane Hum Mile
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