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" Woh noor ka jharnaa hai, main pyaas puraani."
- From 'Mera yaar hai Rab varga ' from ' Bhaag Milkha Bhaag'.
Translation- My lover is the waterfall of soul-light ( Paro) . And I am a thirst immemorial(Rudra).
At the break of dawn, Rudra will wake up from this beautiful dream. Paro will be brought back from her visit to a cottonball in the name of a man. Rudra will perhaps never know and feel EXACTLY how Paro took over every role in his life that a person can. He will not know how that girl told everyone with confidence and faith that come what may , she will stay with Rudra and never give up on him. Rudra will never know how this girl tried to reach his hand by putting her hand on his palm even as the cold worldly glass separated them. Rudra will not see how Paro ran like a roadrunner at the sight of his blood. Rudra will not know that Paro chose to be with him, look after him instead of sleeping peacefully in the tent. Rudra will not know how he ripped all his auricles and ventricles and told her how much he was bleeding inside. He will not remember how he fell into her arms - vulnerable and defenceless - and how she didn't let go of him until she securely helped him sit on the floor. He will forget that how scared he was that she will leave him and never come back. He will not remember Paro's beautiful voice cooing him to peace or her hands trying to plug his open wounds. He will only have hazy memories of this lovely woman hovering over him like a loving hawk - taking care of his every single need, not letting his single limb fall to injury. He will not remember how he held on to her hand like a child and refused to let go of her. Rudra may never know how she fed him food with her own hands and became the bib that was snatched away from him in his childhood. Rudra will hardly have any transparent memory of Paro cleaning his wounds, cleaning his mouth and watering his dry interiors. Tomorrow, as Rudra wakes up from the most comfortable pillow that he has ever slept in, he will not remember how Paro sang him a lullaby without stretching her vocal chords. He may think that some fairy embraced him in his lofty misty dreams but he will not recognize that fairy as Paro.
Rudra ...if only your mind and heart can remember how Paro enveloped you and plugged all your wounds. If only there was a way you could remember how this woman stopped all your bleeding, killed all your pain and put you to sleep.
And Paro?
She will never forget any of this. She will always remember the horrifying sight of seeing a wobbly , nearing nervous breakdown Rudra thrashing himself against the walls of that dark room. Paro will never forget the horror of seeing alcohol on his table. Paro will never forget that feeling of her heart coming to her mouth when she saw Rudra in that state. She will always remember the pull she felt on seeing his blood that made her run to him like never before. Paro will always carry the memories of a man trying to describe a bleeding heart but not getting the right words. She will never forget how he dropped into her arms and momentarily fell asleep like a baby. She will always hear his soft child-like voice whispering in her ears but tugging at her heart. Paro will always remember the weight of his body and the weight of his burdens as she put them to rest. She will always think of Rudra's pleas that she must not leave him. She will always remember his face in her hands. She will never get it out of her mind that how Rudra had been glad with a " Laut ke aa gayee?' Paro will always hear his soft, vulnerable voice in her ears. Paro will always know it at the back of her head that she took care of him like a baby and that she will never take care of anyone with that anxiety. Paro will always remember his soft baby like head sleeping in her lap.
Paro... if only you understood that what all you are doing for Rudra is not just your compassionate nature. Its your ATTACHMENT to this man. Admit it, in those 10 minutes, you wanted to do anything and everything to ease his pain. You had no idea why he was hurting , but you wanted to make it okay.You just wanted to make his bleeding stop. And hey, you actually clotted the bleeding. You really did. Just look. He is sleeping like a baby in your lap.
Hmmm...
What can I say about today's episode? I have no words to describe how I felt from the first frame to the last frame. You can only see the episode and feel a lot of things. See it again and feel more. Its tough to describe one's thoughts and feelings after today's episode. You could see it a 100 times and still be unable to put into words that how exactly you felt when the last frame froze.
And remember the sight of Rudra sleeping in Paro's lap.
Go.
See.
It.
Again.
Again.
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