Is it me or is there something incredibly fascinating yet disturbing, heart-breaking yet alluring about tragic heroes.
Somehow one of the most beautiful smiling faces I've ever seen has walked down that way too.
Yes he was somehow always there an enigma wrapped up – a puzzle hard to solve – yet as complex as he was he was so simple as well – he is Samrat.
The unsung heroes are often acknowledged in one word – warrior.
But never are there somehow praises for the tragic ones – heart breaking as their tales are - they are on a pedestal of their own.
For me somehow in reality Karana of the great epic Mahabharata seems to be the most perfect glorious example of it – somehow hard as it may be to believe he is my favourite character in the epic.
I admire him for all his strength valour and dignity but mostly I admire this great tragic hero for what he had become and yes had been – bravely fighting even in the face of death he was a hero – of unmatched calibre strength and bravery.
Today somehow Samrat reminded me of him – as I saw a reflection of Karana in him.
Yes I am a huge SaJan fan – I make no bones about it nor is it a secret here – I have also adored and admired Samrat Shergill. He whom I haven't picked for Mohit the actor here; but the character Samrat Shergill.
To me it was him who had attracted me to watch and be a part of this epic love story – yes him – cause as a dear friend of mine Sabah says he was the most wonderful enigma a most wonderful mystery in MJHT.
Yes as I said there is a raw appeal a heart-breaking yet unmatched appeal to the tragic heroes list of qualities.
As I had first seen him long ago in the initial episodes of MJHT he seemed just another regular, a run of the mill character to me, he wasn't special, new; he had nothing different to offer just seemed to me like another one of those tom dick and harry.
And I had ignored him.
However destiny I suppose had other plans and yes so did the CV's.
So somehow in a way only fate knows how it managed I a person who when decides to avoid a show like plague once she dislikes it somehow managed to tune into this one again.
Perhaps Khuda Jaane truly has an unmatched appeal, yes because somehow it was due to it – the promos that I had to see this – again.
And so it hit me, SaJan mania and MJHT fever and I was never the same again.
That night as we saw Samrat Gunjan celebrate post the valentine party – I somehow started to fall in love with him – there he was the coolest dude in the college – every girl's dream – yet his eyes only searched her – for she was only what mattered to him.
And so when she came he managed to once again start the process to woo her – a flower in white to bring back peace between them his only purpose and only dream.
And yes as fate had it – thou with a few bumps and misunderstandings she finally found it was him – her 'SECRET FRIEND' who had helped her out all along who she always felt in her heart could only be him.
That night on a day meant to celebrate for lovers – they had the beginning of their journey as friends.
This year in a strange twist or cruel joke of fate as they now having gone through a journey when found life come a full circle again as lovers –one line said by her was so true– humme raj aur simran banna chahiye tha Samrat, Maine Suna Hai Samrat har movie ki end main Raj aur Nargis ka pyar adhura reh Jaata tha.
And today so it is… as they had come dressed this year as Raj & Nargis too.
Their love story – halfway told – remains incomplete – unfulfilled.
Today in Samrat I find that tragic hero he had always so managed to hide and yet today just can't be anything else but that.
She was his ray of hope, his only dream – the only thing he ever asked for – ever wanted and it is her whom now he will never have.
It has just been now not even that long but in those few moments I saw of him all I can think of in these moments lately is how and why life is so cruel sometimes?
Wasn't he already much ignored by fate, didn't he already have his share of miseries wasn't it right for him to deserve this – his one chance of happiness and why is it also now taken away from him?
Seems to me like destiny has its favourite children; so does misery.
What else could but help explain the crumpled piece of a soul trapped in the body of a dead man walking today?
Doomed to love and doomed in love – is just his fate I think.
He never had anyone ever even his parents ever beside him his sibling too couldn't stay long with him – his friends became his only joy and took over as family too for him and it was in them – that in one of those faces she had come to him.
SHE -the love of his life, his soul mate, HIS CHASHMISH.
And now today fate played a cruel joke and took her away too from him.
He is now a dead man walking trying to kill himself with his every breath; he is lost again he is doomed.
He who once had never taken love seriously today is demolished in love.
I never pitied him never was I sorry for him – for he himself had made himself a bundle of such abundant joy that when you looked at his face you couldn't help but smile with him , for him.
But today as I see that man – the wreck that now he truly is as life as managed to give him his biggest blow – finally hit him so hard that he has managed to give up hope – his nerve to give it back and his will to fight for life – and the zest he had too for it within him
As I saw in a cruel sentencing of fate instead of killing him, he is destined to be tortured for the rest of all his days in his every breath; my heart wept for him.
He for whom another dear friend of mine Naveen in a FF of her's had used this line to describe him – Samrat jaise ladke jab pyar karte hai , toh woh pyar unka junoon bhi hota hai aur sukoon bhi – made me cry today as I looked at him – in a contradiction - when his own tears don't fall.
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