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They hate to see each other. They hate the feeling which makes them complete. They hate to seal away the the bitter feelings of seclusion in hearts which compels them to love each other.
He hates to come back in his room every night. He hates to descend himself in loneliness. The Pride hates to buried himself in the room - equivalent to coffin which makes him heartless and cruel again and again even he doesn't want to be. The deafening silence runs through his mind and uncontrollable thoughts of Beauty's gullibility and love makes his knees fragile for that he couldn't able stand on its own to fight with ghastly demons inside . That strange image of the Beauty entered his eyes , dripped into his heart and filtered into his spirit. The pain that makes his deep brown pool eyes teary , the anguish which haunts his dreams every secs , the pain that makes him very inflexible to breathe , the endless struggling of eerie emotions in the darkest dungeon , meaningless , neglected and gloomy. That's what he clashes deep down and gulp every sip of acid which rips his heart into bits.
Today , when the Beauty lost all the doors of happiness , hopes ebb out of her body , because her family doesn't want to listen her name or voice even , all the verbal abuse , abrasive words to her - made Pride's head tosses and turns , the lonely little girl twists in a deep circle of whirlwind all alone , she stood as an alive corpse without flesh in the body. As the Beauty , lost all the calm and equanimity from her life. No matter how bad things are going she forgets to charge herself when it comes to her sister and family.
Little does the lost Beauty knows that across the barricades of life , death , devastation the knight has been watching her. Every time , she has dived , he has been around like a silent Angel - who is bound to spread his wings yet juggling with his and her inner turmoil. Even being like a mute settled waves he watches the little girl from every corners. His body may be in the entrapment of a heartbroken eclipse , but his soul has always been right behind her , shielding her against all the ruthless words and evil eyes where she suffers solitude.
And off he goes to the dreamy pool side , he found no ways to embrace the fluffy walls to hold on - who can console the missing part of his life , heart and soul. His shattered soul begins to waltz at the hues of flickering lights , gazes upon the moonlit of warmth thoughts on an cloudless night where the heavy weight of emotions started to play ring-a-roses , disturbed and destroyed - tries to wrap up the heart but every time it standstill as dark as black woods. Those , picture perfect memories of loving life dreams with replete souls entwined and yet he drifts on the golden strands of the heavenly journey where both found a tower of strength in each other. He feels look as if , it never been a reality but a hallucination stage in life - as a thunderbolts which Fate tried to scatter upon him. As an , extreme , abusive test.
The man of desire in him quarreling the arrogant monster in him makes the Beast a crumb more hurtful, a little more egotistic , a lot more irrational. Hurt , irated , shattered , perplexed fighting the silent fights , never could be so tough as of now.
How can he erase the memories ? How can he forget that he loves her ? How can he take off her from mind and heart ? Love comes like a footprints when Soulmates strides together , build memories and crafts a Book of Love. There are shattered pieces of glass as he looks through the chapters of his life that rekindles the mind how blooming he was to be in a bud of new feelings and love , before the brimming darkness crossed the paths over his life.
Beauty returns back to her glass ball , tearfully holding a lantern of dim shaded blue lights in hands , moved away to her sleeping arena desolately , trodden in between the flux of life and love. Words passes on to one another. The Husband-Wife atlast adopts the mode of clashing - proves how vast , immense their love is. The Pride perks up and drowns in rant and rage because her shadows made him delicate , broken and forces to love her more and more - showered the ruthless rain over her. Behind all the hatred , frustration , insensitive means the rigid jawline pour down the burden of emotions upon her. He seeks the answers through her eyes for why Beauty swept his whole existence in a blink of an eye. The hidden desires and the tender love they once shared to has been blown out just like a fire , tears confront him when he thought of the happiness they once had , this is what is killing him because the thoughts of her won't leave from his head. For once , he had a control over his mind and heart but when Fate preludes the glittering aura of Beauty and whilst , taken away back. He has lost all the controlling devices out from him.
Pride's Words , " I Hate You " Beauty's Words , " I Hate You too more than you do "
What happens when two raging storms meet at once ? It ravages , stir the passions from bodies , death drums begins to beat in the ears , the heart pounds with electrical thunders , wind whistles loudly - but only Soulmates could feel that touch and lightening - the fight begins. He traumatized her up , yell at her , love her , hate her for arousing something in him that he can neither define his feeling nor kill. Tears rolls down , walnut colored eyes swayed up as a shaken tree. Storms got higher , the Beauty didn't stood as a porcelain doll , she saturated , and dip herself in the ire of his aloof heart , sharpen her claws unleashed over his chest for making her life dull , crushed , lukewarm and a piece of puzzling Question mark - which is insolvent for her to divide , but as always the grip of Pride's hands ignites her body. The man is clueless and answerless , portrait as a pale painting.
He wants her to flutter , to undergo , to weep , to break down - so that he can see the likeness of him the desire falling to chunks in her. To keep himself afloat on his detestation , he drifts himself and her in the same locked ocean. The Pride wants Beauty to hear the echoes of surging cloudbursts together. He hates her because he loves her eternally. She hates her because she loves him eternally. But wait , somewhere deeply the Beauty confesses , for the second time , how much she loves him - that he doesn't deserve to have that love. And the freezing ice jammed in their eyes - the numb heart realizes the hinge of her worth at some point , he feels remorseful for what he did never meant to be. And Yes , they confesses how much they love each other for the lifetime.
So , the whistling of winds shoves on their face , a piece of calm serenity as the tinkling bluebells rhymes again with a hope in hands - no matter how hard they fight and hate. The Goodbye will never happen. The silent souls said many unspoken words of love and pain that a twisted affection isn't just a attraction. It holds something meaningful within. Those teary eyes questioning each other :
Pride : What I had done that you left me alone here ?
Beauty : Where did I gone wrong you made me running nowhere.
Pride : Was I just living in a dream of us ? Was nothing really right ?
Beauty : You left with not a word to say , why did you done this to me ?
Pride : How did we lose the love we had ? Was all the love a fake?
Beauty : I thought that I had melt your heart where no hatred could replace ?
These Questions will get filled by Pride and Beauty , one fine day though how much it goes long , nobody knows. Why Devi Maiyya didn't answered to her speech ? Because she wants her to climb on the mountains , not to scared the darkness brews , not to agitate on the blocked chains of her life. Fate has something did better for her , something believable , more reasonable. So that , she may learn , to scoop , to determine why Life isn't a name of only plucking flowers. Everything needs to be grown up so does the phases of Love and Life. The everlasting bond of Love betwixt in their souls.
Ever since they have found holding hands of one another it becomes tough to deal when dreams and life without the companion turns empty and all you do is , you can't clear that person out of your head and heart , love , hatred and pain is beyond any calculation. The pure natural work of cosmos.
Emotions Felt [ Arnav-Khushi ]
I hate love there's something about it
That makes me want to cry , I hate this feeling
I'm sick of watching the days go by
I hate love and I know it hates me too
I hate myself but i still love you,
I'm sick of watching the days go by
I hate love and I know it hates me too
I hate myself but i still love you,
My heart is shattering for destroying our love,
How could you pull the floor from beneath me when I just learned to stand ?
Please, could you just explain this to me, Because I don't understand,
Please, could you just explain this to me, Because I don't understand,
My heart turned grey and fell to pieces ,
I can't find those pieces because I have lost you ,
I can't find those pieces because I have lost you ,
Coldness in heart , numbness in mind you made me hollow again,
A walk toward the shore the sky's reflected on the sea
A glance at what's below my feet my own image is incomplete
A glance at what's below my feet my own image is incomplete
Without everything is pale and dusty , Without my heart aches ,
It a stronger feeling that cannot be deny , how could you then ?
Locked against pain and love , Locked against hatred and emptiness,
Have you ever felt like all you had was gone ?
That your heart is broken, and you couldn't go on ?
That your heart is broken, and you couldn't go on ?
How could I try to kill the love that I held for you ?
What kind of person would do such a cruel thing ?
Tears seep down my cheeks, but I can't stop thinking of you,
What kind of person would do such a cruel thing ?
Tears seep down my cheeks, but I can't stop thinking of you,
Because I Love you and I can't stop Loving you.
P.S - What can i say ? It is an stormy episode with many electrifying feelings. I'm eager to see how Arnav will give Kangan's to Khushi. Besides , finally , Akash's mind has switched on and so does Payal that she cannot live without Khushi. Things are hinting in a calm scenery now whereby Anjali's suspicions have build thoroughly. I wonder , when Khushi was vocalizing over DM , behind the curtains someone would have been listening [ its my gut feeling ] either its Arnav or might be its Anjali or may be someone else. Hence , the clues are getting clear gradually. Khushi's New friend ? Means a new entry to be enter certainly. And lastly , Barun and Sanaya stole the Show!
Yeh Fitoor Tera
Geet - Hui Sabse Parayee
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