A piece on Mayank and Nupur

Dear all,

I recently wrote a new piece, as inspired by Archana's vm on which I would appreciate your comments. I am looking to improve it so please be as open and honest as you wish. I would sincerely appreciate it.

Please no 'well done' posts, just please the like button if that is as far as you wish to pursue. Strictly NO RESERVED POSTS. Love Sabah.

It is on this moment from Mere haath mein @3:35 to 4:15

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gOQigflkfvw[/YOUTUBE]

i dont know how u do it

@ Hiiiiiii, dimi and kala,

Thank you for reading and for your kindness.

u seriously write so well!

@ Mehak

Dil se, thank you for your comments, this is exactly the feedback I was hoping to inspire.

ok as for my take on that red duppatta, it was obviously symbolic, if u remember in the PBM, the neck kisses of MAYUR were behind red duppatta, at that time it served as cover to enclose the intimacy of two lovers, an here nupur used it to hide herself, I haven't really watched PBM or sajda, so I hope I do not err in my comments.

Wonderful! Haan, the red duppatta at PBM, that metaphor for Haya, that parda and veil, which is now removed between them and only 'hangs' around them; however it still encompasses them but now binding them together instead of coming between them. That haya still lingering around their souls and hearts but now instead of two separate haya it has become one, 'their haya.'

However one may ask where has that haya gone in Sajda? All we see is white upon white, veiling and adorning. However it is still there, in the red of Nupur's sindoor. That red that signifies the sacred rites they have undergone for each other. By that bond of marriage they 'remove' all the barriers that come between people out of courtesy and respect, so that they give each their being to each other freely and openly!

Those red duppattas now turned white! The veils, the barriers, that haya may be there in presence, but have now lost their 'colour;' the essence of haya suffuses their intentions but its character doesn't intrude to become an obstacle.

she was running away from her feelings, but ALAS her face was showing away everything, she was being so egoistic, she had to hide her love, and she used her red duppatta, but she forgot that red is the color of love, it can never help u to hide love..mayank moves forward and pulls it off, and the moment the veil is gone form her face mayank pulls her close, that is because mayank is like this..whenever nupur tries to move away from mayank, he pulls her close.. he is just so much in love with her..so so much in love that he forgets his ego to take the first step..madly, deeply in love.

Again wonderful. So true. Red the colour of love. That sign that the sight, the sensing of a beloved's approach, the sound of his voice, even the mention of his name, has sent blood pulsating through our soul from our 'moving' heart! That sign seen as an increased redness upon our souls, hearts, bodies, lips and cheeks!

That sweet sight of love returned upon our beloved's rosy face!

Also red a sign of anger! That anger always sitting upon Nupur and Mayank' noses. Narq pe gussa! Ready to explode, ignite or erupt at the slightest slip or slur. All sense and sensitivity lost in the white noise of blood rushing past their ears!

Mayank is asking her to remove that anger ignited by his own. He removes 'their anger' to find he can only hear the beating of two hearts in love.

Dil se thank you. I truly appreciated your comments. Love Sabah

Sabah...

U know how excited I Was after reading this for the sheer beauty of ur description of a moment.. I can try to write my thoughts...cos I really want to..but the words seem to fail me in this case somehow 😆 still trying :)

Originally posted by: a little faith

As I have said before, life is a series of successive moments and each moment is a lifetime.

Reminds me of the book a bridge across forever by Richard Bach... :)

That moment Mayank removes that red dupatta from across Nupur, her face and being, that one moment encompasses many lifetimes and is worth many more.

It is as if he is asking her to remove that 'parda' between them, that distance and barrier. The song is about the closeness of two souls not merely 'do jism' or 'do jaan.' He seeks to be as close as the companionships of nature, which thereby adorn each other in their own lights, which thereby imbue each other in their own beauty and which thereby become dependently independent; two and yet one. Each line, like from 'Jitne paas paas saagar ke lehar' becomes like 'Saagar ki Lehar' like 'Mayank ki Nupur'; the melody of their moving, their entwined embrace; his earthly hold and hold over her ethereal freedom, his mighty restraint and resignation towards her wildness.

It is also as if he is asking her to remove that 'veil' that is preventing her from seeing the truth of his being, that he is in love with her, enamoured, enchanted and endeared, forever.

It also reminds me of that moment in Khuda Jaane, that 'hatke' act as she passes her hand over his 'aching' face 'yeh tumhe na jaane kya hua.' [That is another moment, another piece :P]

However for me, this moment is about haya, Mayank's and Nupur's, the translucent 'RED' duppatta. Mayank never reaching out to touch, any other, against Nupur's carefree touch of friendship upon any that would offer; yet both understanding the intimacy of belonging to another's heart, but first they must relinquish their willful stubborn attachment to independent independence. It is not about personal gratification but about closeness to his beloved, wanting her to seek that closeness too; BUT alas for their haya, that pull of respectfulness, that bashfulness at intimacy.

It is also about him asking her to remove that rosy red emotion of haya, to look him in the eyes, to witness the sincerity of his love, AND by that love to move closer to him, his soul and his heart.

He is asking himself too, to remove that haya that is between him and his love, for in truth he knows that neither of their haya would allow for them to move closer, but someone MUST take the next step, AND it must be him not only because he was the first to understand their own truth, but because he was her lover.

ok I tried..but I dont think I can add anything to this, I italicized some parts...but its all so well described, the haya and the desires to reach out, to understand the pain and to let the other person know of the love, its all perfect! :)

sabah di .......i loved ur post........u have expalined the relationship of mayur soo very beautifully.......the haya , the parda everrything was very very beautifully explained by you.........reading your piece of writing was an absolute delight.........loved it.........

just awesome post ther.

@my take on the white in Sajda is this...Red was the colour of their passion (not to be confused with the random breathing in breathing and "hot" looks)..I mean passionately in love with each other...there was desperation in Fanaa..of Mayank wanting Nupur to realise his love for her..while in PBM, its more about the few moments they get to spend together before a separation that is unavoidable..While in Sajda, there is no hurry, there is belonging and comfort that is defined by the white clothes and the veils...