Originally posted by: Anusha16
I think the CVs did a terrible job here...
I think what they meant to show was that what Shivansh probably thought was love... was probably only a superficial attraction/ good compatibility. We were probably meant to read in between the lines here, keeping in account BM's repeated claims that marrying Sonalika was the best move financially and otherwise for Shivansh. And Shivansh, being the emotionally manipulated guy that he is, would have thought, "Maybe I am in love. " Sonalika was (at least before)- of his class, temperament and acumen... and with a similar career-oriented mindset as cherry on top. It would have been comfortable for him to settle with the "Best" partner he thought she was- perhaps tired and scared of the intensity and onslaught of emotions he experienced due to his trauma. Sona screamed stable- and he took the gamble of Occam's razor.
But little did he know, love is not the calm surface of a lake.... but the waves of a tsunami- one that shakes the very foundation of your being. And that is what he experienced, with Prarthana: someone who is the cornerstone of instabilities in his life, yet also the very person who brought the much-craved peace he had sought for so long.
Sonalika was like the city air - indifferent but familiar, polluted.
Prarthana was like the air in the mountains - unfamiliar, yet pristine and so invigorating.
Would any man who breathed the pure air of the mountains ever go back to breathing the polluted stink of the city?
Red; That's what sums up last night sequence for me🤣
See, the thing is —we all know how the truth, the unflinching honesty, and the kind of sincere, unconditional love that asks for nothing in return shook Shivansh to the very core of his being. Prarthana didn’t just walk into his life — she dismantled it, brick by brick, wall by wall, until he stood bare, vulnerable, and real. That journey… that undoing… was where the magic was. And yet, they never truly chose to present it as a layered arc of perception of love versus real love. The way I had assumed, it was never perception of love vs. real love in his case. I always believed Shivansh had a clear-eyed understanding of who Sonalika was to him — a socially and financially suitable partner, someone who fit neatly into the life blueprint Bua Maa had drawn for him. She was a friend of sorts, and yes, he cared for her in his own way… but it was a social relationship, not an emotional one. There was never the depth, never the kind of tether that could survive a storm.
And then came Prarthana. With her, it wasn’t about suitability or convenience — it was about being shaken to the bone by a force he didn’t see coming. She was both chaos and calm, the one person who could challenge him and yet give him the peace he had unknowingly been searching for all his life. That’s why I’m endlessly drawn to them — Shivansh and Prarthana aren’t just a pairing on screen, they are a living, breathing force of nature. Every look, every brush of hands, every fight and reconciliation between them feels like it’s charged with something elemental.When they look at each other, it feels like the rest of the world fades into something inconsequential, as if nothing else could ever matter. That is what love should be shown as — transformative, raw, and terrifying in its beauty...
Which is why it’s so disappointing that the writing brought this angle out like this but never chose to explore this shift in his world in all its layered complexity. There was no moment where we saw him wrestle with his feelings — no private monologue of “If what I felt for Sonalika was love, then what is this fierce, inexorable pull towards Prarthana that’s unraveling me every single time I’m near Prarthana ?"Sonalika, once Prarthana entered his life, simply ceased to exist in his mindspace. She wasn’t in his vulnerable thoughts, not in his confessions, not even in his accidental slips of emotion.She was simply absent
And then, during the accident 2.0 track, she was suddenly pushed back into the narrative — not because the story demanded it, but because the makers decided she needed to be “relevant” again. It felt forced, like a clumsy patch in an otherwise organic emotional arc.
Shivansh and Prarthana’s story can be one of the most soul-stirring portrayals of love — the kind that doesn’t just change a man but rebuilds him entirely. I adore them for the way they find light in each other’s darkness, but I can’t help wishing the writing had given their journey the depth and justice it so richly deserved.
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