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There are these epiphanic moments that place the spotlight firmly on the divine/spiritual/universal acceptance of the lead couple. And one such moment has already happened in this show.
She did not need his help, they both knew. But he wanted to help her get it just right. Did he know it was not out of his sense of dedication to his to-be partner that he went and wrapped his hands around his to-be-wished-for partner's hands and helped her put the pooja urn just as his mother had dictated?
As he held placed his hand over hers, the world seemed to disappear around them and he was engulfed in that haze, that haze that always blinded him to everything but her eyes, the touch of her hands in his, and the warmth of her soul around him.
As they stared at each other, something strange seemed to happen. Not only were they being observed by his partner-to-be, but also by a pair of invisible eyes on the opposite side of that suspicious gaze: the divine gaze. While we as viewers saw both, they saw none.
All they saw was each other, and that is where their worlds united: in the space between them, the urn they held in their hands together was the sign of their devotion towards the gaze that saw it all, that had been seeing it all since the beginning. When they gently decided to untangle themselves from that haze, and placed the urn exactly where it was to be placed, there was a reluctance, an almost physical denial from him: he did not want to let go of her hand. In front of those eyes that see it all in their universe, he accepted he did not wish to let go of that warm hand.
How odd was it that he had his firm hands enveloping her soft ones as she held on to this thing called faith, something she did not believe in for herself? How odd was it that it was his hands that kept hers in place around that tenuous thing?
How odd was it that he did and did not realize he was providing her the protection she always seemed to deny him?
In the moment he showed, no, declared his reluctance to let go of her hand, it was not an act of shame. It was not an act of guilt, how could it be? It came from the purest part of his heart and soul. In that moment, he refused to let any social convention bind him; in that, nothing else mattered but this moment of near divinity and harmony and unity they shared with their world, with their universe, a universe still in the making, filled with black holes, but also a million stars that would always brighten their path.
This would always be his choice: his complete dedication in this moment, to his heart, to her. Naked in his want for her, he made the choice to hold on a bit longer than needed in a moment in which she did not need his help at all, giving it a divine, rather than a social sanction.
Now, even if the pooja were done by him and some other person, by any other person, it did not matter because he had received his blessing as soon as he had expressed his submission to his wish, a blessing she was included in because she wanted it even if she did not completely understand it yet. For all means and purposes, Shivaay and Anika had been blessed.
It was a blessing that would protect him, and enable him to protect her from the darkness that seemed to be increasingly engulf them every moment.
While she took care of his world, he'd take care of her.
Sorry for the rambling, but I loved today's scene too much!
Much love
Geet
Pyaar Kii Ye Ek Kahaani
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
