I don't usually do analysis posts, but today I just wanted to put my thoughts out there.
Today, for some reason unfathomable, I couldn't see past Parth's painful cries and Sanyukta's frantic shushing. His grief was too great, too overwhelming, and it had me focused on Parth the whole time. He was like a child; lost, desperate, in search of some peace from the agony, the injustice he had to go through in his childhood. He needed to forget the unfairness of it all, of how no child should suffer like he had at a point of time when life should be about fun and frolic and carelessness.
Randhir's jealousy at watching the duo, who are quite undeniably the closest friends there could ever be, didn't strike me. It didn't touch my heart, didn't make me want to fuss over him. Atleast, not today. Not at that point of time.
That scene was solely Parth and Sanyukta's. Two friends who have found solace in each other as only the bestest of friends could. They understand each other, and it makes my think of my own guy friends. Theirs was the bond that made me feel. Theirs was the bond that made me cry.
Another person that has startled me, shook my rigid beliefs of her, is Vidhushi. For the second time in no one knows how long have we seen a side of her that is human, someone more than the shallow vamp that all of us have been so quick to judge her as. We needed a villain, and we got one in her. But is she really? Today, she showed us all a side of her that was flawed and knew it. That was repentant, was ready to accept her mistakes. I was not ready to see that side, but am I glad I did?
Hell yes.
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Feel free to disagree.
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