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On A Silvery Night
Write Up:Shruti(youliveonlyonce)
He glides into her dreams...silently...on tip toes...
Soft hushed steps...unhurried...
His robe blue...trailing behind...
Just as she remembered...sheer...free...flowing...
like his master was...unconfined and free spirited...
His eyes...love filled...deep...penetrating...
all seeing...pools of honey...
Just as she remembered...they caress her face gently..
His touch tender...fingers slender...
caressing...gliding through her hair...their touch soothing...
like a lullaby to her fluttering heartbeats...
bringing her to life...
Awakening her...awakening her to his presence...
awakening her to the woman inside her,
sheathed tightly ...into layers of hatred and vengeance...
Her eyes flutter open...and widen with pleasure...
he was there...for her...her lone friend...her companion...
inviting her to unburden her soul of the load of hatred
she had been carrying for years...
She smiles...accepting the beautiful offer...
He leans in closer...to gather her close to his heart...
a tiny tender kiss planted on her forehead...
overwhelmed her eyes close in bliss...
her soul touched by the sweet gesture...
A lone tear slides down from her eye...
reviving her softer feelings...washing all the soreness away ...
He lifts her precious weight in his arms...
holding her safe..clutched close to his heart ...
Her white robe trails behind..
sweeping away the harsh memories...
toppling down the painful moments of the past
dug deep into her soul...
to make way for some beautiful moments of togetherness...
He carries her to the window...
To treat her to a beautiful sight...
to gaze at the full moon...shining high up in the sky...
its silvery beams creating a surreal ambience...
illuminating the surroundings...
casting a spell on them...dazzling yet soothing...
He holds her hand in his...
she glows...together they admire the beauty and the splendor
of the silvery night...
The tiny scented Harsingar flowers shower upon them...
calming their erratic heartbeats...
The Palash flower drops in her open palm...
bright ...red...to invoke new desires...
The Gulmohar flowers fall like raindrops...
charming and fascinating their hearts...
binding their thoughts...
Just as he had promised they would meet...
They peep into each other's hearts...
their stares appealing...alluring...
their smiles captivating...
Their eyes ...bright n luminous... speak volumes...
Their eyes question ...their eyes answer...
Their eyes reflect their innermost thought...
their yearnings...their desires...
What a beautiful scene this was...magical...
so sweet and romantic...
so beautifully shot...just like dreams should be...
Ashish and Sonarika just stole my heart...
they looked gorgeous..
their movements were so fluid... so gracious...
I noticed Mrinal dreamt of Prithvi in the same blue robe
in which they had met the first time...
the same flowers fell upon them that
Prithvi had engraved on the sword...
I love the creative skills of the team...
I fail to notice it at times
as the scenes flick away so fast off the screen..
but when I watch it again it is noticeable...
My only regret...Mrinal woke up too soon...
what was the big hurry...!!
Write Up:Shruti(youliveonlyonce)
He glides into her dreams...silently...on tip toes...
Soft hushed steps...unhurried...
His robe blue...trailing behind...
Just as she remembered...sheer...free...flowing...
like his master was...unconfined and free spirited...
His eyes...love filled...deep...penetrating...
all seeing...pools of honey...
Just as she remembered...they caress her face gently..
His touch tender...fingers slender...
caressing...gliding through her hair...their touch soothing...
like a lullaby to her fluttering heartbeats...
bringing her to life...
Awakening her...awakening her to his presence...
awakening her to the woman inside her,
sheathed tightly ...into layers of hatred and vengeance...
Her eyes flutter open...and widen with pleasure...
he was there...for her...her lone friend...her companion...
inviting her to unburden her soul of the load of hatred
she had been carrying for years...
She smiles...accepting the beautiful offer...
He leans in closer...to gather her close to his heart...
a tiny tender kiss planted on her forehead...
overwhelmed her eyes close in bliss...
her soul touched by the sweet gesture...
A lone tear slides down from her eye...
reviving her softer feelings...washing all the soreness away ...
He lifts her precious weight in his arms...
holding her safe..clutched close to his heart ...
Her white robe trails behind..
sweeping away the harsh memories...
toppling down the painful moments of the past
dug deep into her soul...
to make way for some beautiful moments of togetherness...
He carries her to the window...
To treat her to a beautiful sight...
to gaze at the full moon...shining high up in the sky...
its silvery beams creating a surreal ambience...
illuminating the surroundings...
casting a spell on them...dazzling yet soothing...
He holds her hand in his...
she glows...together they admire the beauty and the splendor
of the silvery night...
The tiny scented Harsingar flowers shower upon them...
calming their erratic heartbeats...
The Palash flower drops in her open palm...
bright ...red...to invoke new desires...
The Gulmohar flowers fall like raindrops...
charming and fascinating their hearts...
binding their thoughts...
Just as he had promised they would meet...
They peep into each other's hearts...their stares appealing...alluring...
their smiles captivating...
Their eyes ...bright n luminous... speak volumes...
Their eyes question ...their eyes answer...
Their eyes reflect their innermost thought...
their yearnings...their desires...
What a beautiful scene this was...magical...
so sweet and romantic...
so beautifully shot...just like dreams should be...
Ashish and Sonarika just stole my heart...
they looked gorgeous..
their movements were so fluid... so gracious...
I noticed Mrinal dreamt of Prithvi in the same blue robe
in which they had met the first time...
the same flowers fell upon them that
Prithvi had engraved on the sword...
I love the creative skills of the team...
I fail to notice it at times
as the scenes flick away so fast off the screen..
but when I watch it again it is noticeable...
My only regret...Mrinal woke up too soon...
what was the big hurry...!!
