There is something about Rudra.
When he feels the need, the compulsion to say saomething, he does not second guess himself. He just says it.
He has now laid himself bare and open to Paro. He has come unraveled for her. Because he trusts her.
She won his trust with her love, her faith and her devotion.
This is Othello backwards! From mistrust and hate to trust and... soon, very soon... Love!
And I can tell you right now, when he feels it consciously, when he gets the ehsaas of it, he will waste no time in telling her he loves her!
Just like Paro wasted no time in telling him that it was he whom she loved, in that award ceremony!
But here is the burning question. Will she tell him her one secret before leaving him? Will she tell him about her deal with God? Will she leave a clue? Will she lay bare the one dark spot that she has in front of him?
Or will Bholenaath have to show Rudra a sign?
And so, it was very simple after all! Maala loved the handsome and dashing Thakur, and she left her crippled husband. She cane back for her son, but it was too late, her crippled husband had already taken the child away. Mohini is entirely justified in hating her sister!
In Maalas hoarse recrimination of the pensive Thakur, she talks about leaving her ghar, her beta, but not her first husband, for the Thakur.
Its telling, very telling.
I cannot tell you how I am loving Rangrasiya right now. What Rudra and Paro have is rare and beautiful, and a delight to watch, feel, experience. I dont care about TRPs, I dont care about big boss. I dont care if he must be an alpha male all the time, I dont care if she is simple. I love their contradictions, their dimensions, their flaws, their ugly crying, their bangs, jackets, everything!
Bring on this story CVs! I cannot wait!