Thank you for the glorious update. More on that later, but firstly: Brighton Beach, in this weather? Huh? But then again this is you, so really it doesn't surprise me! ok, fair enough, the south is probably warmer than the North (we're supposedly forecasted for snow this weekend.)
Ok now the chapter.
In one word: Majestic. No seriously. The one thing (one because there are many) but the one thing I adore about your writing-and the one which I believe sets you apart (as others I'm sure will agree) is your attention to detail. The level and depth involved in your descriptions really paints a vivid picture in the readers mind. (Pun intended) from the mud huts, to the wooly kajri (fyi too cute reminded me of my cat lol) to the lush fields. I felt like I was back on my parents zameen, walking amongst all the saag they grow amongst other things-and that really is saying something as the last time I was in Pakistan I was 12-so a good 11 years ago! Wow, time flies ey.
The detail is incredible, but more than that you hit the nail on the head everytime when it comes to portraying Dutta's raw emotions. While Dutta may not have had many lines in this update, his silence spoke volumes. His broody persona highlighted his inner brewing emotional storm. But more than that, aside from the wonderful Duji bromance, I'm loving Dutta and kajri (Dajri?) the love he has for the innocent animal is beyond words. So cute!
What I particularly liked about this story is how already from the onset you've altered what we're used to: Namely a Dutta who is responsible and runs the household-financially and otherwise. Yet here we have a Dutta who is the exact opposite, apart from being the youngest, he's rather carefree and while the anger and tempest element is still alive and strong, their a quiet sadness that you're possibly hinting at, I'm guessing something to do with the passing of his mother? Hence he's so melancholic? That would possibly explain the coldness from his brothers and their spouses. But more on that as the story plays out.
Speaking of mothers, I love that Dutta does have a 'home' it may not be the one he lives in, but alas he has one in the form of his bestie and his mother. That warmed my heart. It's good to know he has somewhere to go.
Now Nakusha. Honestly, the way she was introduced lying on the bed, with no care in the world I git a strong Veer zaara, Zaara vive from her with shabbo or in this case Babi on her case to get dressed. So Nan sahib is seeking a potential suitor, well well this just got interesting as I wait to see how Tasha meet. No doubt it will be memorable?
I said I will be looking forward to the Hammie personal experience references, and I cannot help but wonder the detail involved in describing the locality is one?
Thank you Hammie for the update. This fic is already proving great, cannot wait to read more