Requiem of the Night

I am sure we all share the same exhaustion the characters are facing . This night and it's events just doesn't seem to be over but why it be so long, so tiring and never-ending. That is when i look at real life and realize that whenever we hit an abyss , the darkness of it seems to be neverending just like a dark night. Hence the metamorphic reference for these lost souls as they have reached a point where they will have to make choices and decisions which will shackle and haunt them.

We seek the dawn because it's a mess watching them be so exhausted , we hope that somewhere there might be some respite from what is happening to each one of them. In a way light will be their protection.

Cabir - He had it all and then this. The day was never going to be easy for him, a choice forced on his head and a decision that threatened to alter his existence . But he did it, stayed on with his friends won Musicana , not just for them but for his love. The shaming , acceptance by friends and yet again the taunts. Still he was relieved , somewhat happy at still being part of his family , winning Musicana and above all the freedom of being loved openly. The cage was free, his being was happy and relieved. But then he underestimated the darkness of this world. The blackness of hypocrisy and hence the hate crime on him. He was lying down , half-dead , in the very night which just moments before gave him freedom, but here it was asking for his share of pound. The night was all about him fighting for survival and acceptance. it won't let him get away till he has said it all- to his mother, the one who stays always. Hence the night.

Mukti - She uses the dark eye-makeup to hide the fear and vulnerabilities of her heart. She hides her feelings and cannot find herself in the gloom. She has fallen behind , stuck in that mess that was suppose to be her past. She is losing her faith in herself, that is why the pills or fab5 . She is unsettled by her past , the pain is haunting her and her need for closure is numbing her. She is all scattered , all over the place and this night , she saw how away was she from fab5. To be told by the man who destroyed her family, friends that he did it all for her . His actions perhaps made her feel guilty. The night is forcing her to resist falling from grace. She needs to shut the door forever before the new dawn strikes. Hence the night.

Alya-Dhruv

They are in haze , they have made their own version of dawn and are rejoicing at the possibilities oblivious to the realities around them. They just don't want the night to be over, because it has given them hope. Dhruv -savoured his dance and Alya blushed at reconciliation thoughts. They want this feeling to go on and on. Hence the night.

Navya

She lived the moment - on the stage. The night tried telling her about the darkness but the girl continued clutching to her assumptions and neglected the reality. She was overwhelmed with everything and the newness that she is encountering these days. She couldn't let the night take away her dreams which now belonged to her Harshadji. She blocked the light, went to him and lived her dream. Hence the night.

Harshad

He has wanted this night forever, prepared for it and dreamed about it for years,days and seconds. This one was suppose to be about his triumph, conquest over his arch nemesis. It started on his note, he had his trump card but then something happened. His music failed- the weapon he was sharpening against fab5 -Nandini betrayed him. To make it worse, the trophy went away from his hands. The video was suppose to work for his advantage but for a speech , fab5 bore it all without any harm. His frustrations reached a peak, the taunts increased , but suddenly the tables turned and the shame came to him too. There was another video which made him the laughing stock. The girl he has been chasing , snubbed him again. His despair had him nearly killing a man . The guilt and denial of his own actions made him push his friend away.

His need to win, desire to have one moment of his triumph. And there she walked in all pristine white. It was not love for him but a need. He needed her to shut the accusations, guilt and just let the night pass-by. He was lost and he was falling further. Hence the night.

Manik-Nandu

This was the night that should have been about them being happy and letting each other know what they truly felt for each other.Naming the unsaid . Yet he , being the impulsive creature chose to shun his own happiness-her, for a foolish seemingly noble deed. Never caring that this might shut the only light that his dark life could ever have. Pushing away the only star he ever wanted. He chose the night to wear that mask and break her heart.

She was suppose to be happiest this night, finally letting him experience her fireflies and what they meant to her, them. All it took was him stamping the sticker on her forehead to suck all the light that she has been willing to share with him. She let go of all her metaphors , her fireflies and memories ... . Letting the darkness that she has been fighting all these years , win for the very first time, when her music failed her. Her tears flowed, yet she took to her anger for him and tried recollecting herself. She has to , for her Aunt-Uncle, Rishab, Parents and perhaps for him too. She cannot give him the pleasure of seeing her so broken . Letting him win has never been an option. She told him to stay away. But then night had other plans. It kept throwing them in each others path . They just cannot switch off the love they have given to each other. They cannot walk away and use the night to hide forever. So he saw her silently exhausted by tears, events and the night. Offered her a break, but just then they both were thrown on a ride which demanded them to put aside the "we" and called upon their humanity .

It made them retrace their journey in bits and flashes, this time forcing them to understand the unsaid. Explore each other and learn what they both mean to each other. It served as a reminder that no matter what life will throw at them , they will always be made to work together, choice is all theirs how they want to play the game. It's them vs the fate. Hence the night.

I don't know what made me pen this but I just felt the gloominess has a method. It is cathartic to who these lost souls are , somewhere they will lose and win a part of themselves. Hence it's long and tiring , because it's making them face life-long struggles. The night is a metaphor of the standstill in their lives. Perhaps this makes sense why it's been never-ending , yet so important.

With that said, i need light too.😆

Life without death

To revel in the highs, we need to be down in the lows.

Without sadness, we will never understand or appreciate happiness.

The night is indeed a metaphor and even if it has been a harbinger of gloom for most of them.

This night will only serve to break their shells, their cocoons, their protective facade.

Every character will probably have to show growth from hereon because it calls for major changes, though I am still unsure if its going to affect Alya and Dhruv in the immediate.

Their night might come later, but hence also might be a bigger blow I feel.

The new dawn for everyone else will bring great changes. And as much as I appreciate metaphors, I am just mind-numbingly weary of this night.

It has gone on far too long, the night too must go to sleep.

Let the new day bring new beginnings for all of them.

This please, let this be enough. There is nothing else left of them.

Bold - So true!! This night has tested them. Now it's the time it sleeps and let the new day come and play it's courses.

It's been that night which these guys will reminiscent in the future and be like, "eff, shit happened that night".

Dee - You are my star⭐️ . (Bushy be all about doves these days😆)