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...The above expressions are sure to take over your tolerably beautiful faces as you look at Armaan's love-struck confused babyfood advertisement face....the first brush of true love ( ummm eliminate his past escapades , they were only practical exams to arrive at Riddzie!)....He is still recovering from that adrenaline rush, a skipped heartbeat and moments trapped in time which he may render a beautiful dream.....Armaan is in two halves now - the conscious mind that is stuck on putting tangy pickle spreads on his basket by harassing her... and the subconscious mind which listens to the heart and looks at Riddhima as a woman he adores and is falling in love with....those soft melting glances , memoirs of his time spent with her bringing a boyish smile on his lips....and a natural empathy for that girl........Armaan is slowly waking up to the realization that his heart beats for Riddhima even though he is struggling hard to deny the feeling....stupid, eh?...Love rules and Armaan has to surrender.
As for Riddhima....all those glassy looks to Armaan prove a growing subconscious affection and a soft spot....but her life is preoccupied by someone she loves more than Armaan as of now- her sister Anjali. Something is happening to Riddhima but it's not all that transparent... Armaan's feelings are more vulnerable now....Riddhima is yet to step out of her glasshouse where every windchime keeps beating against each-other or else keeps falling....perhaps in all that commotion, she can't hear Armaan's heart beat but she feels as of now.. even if it's in waves...
Love is in the air.....as it has always been... hope it's not star-crossed , the way it has often been.