First, I would like to start off with how much I love the fight put by Amrit. She doesn't belong to the Gul Khan Brand of heroines who are manhandled and stay quiet. She not only revolts but also fights back physically. I am going to keep a track Of Veer’s thappads.
They met with one thappad, and they end with another thappad. It was sunset too when they met first! Veer and Amrit are dark secrets, something between the shadow and the soul. It reminds me of Pablo Neruda’s poetry!
Sonnet XVII
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Pablo Neruda
Amrit and Veer are toxic and dark. Both don't realise that what they share is a poisonous level of Haq on each other. Amrit barged into his life despite having a way out, and now, when she has become a part of his darkness, she wants to walk away on sunshine.
Honestly, sunsets aren't about hope; they are about pain and a prelude to the darkness that shall creep in. That's what they are currently to each other. Dark, ominous and poisonous.
Edited by Transference - 4 years ago