poco as usual...words are weaved...
Mukund and his dreams ...a dream of night in the dusty recesses of his mind that is packed like sardines..massed with fear..occluded only to wake up in the day to find that it was a vanity...
RK dreams in a pragmatic way...precariousness they posses danger at every vision ..at every perception..he acts on his dreams with open eyes to make it viable..
Madhu has accepted finite disappointment, but never to lose infinite hope...The strength she thought was just a steamroller..a fortitude masked in the name of love and friendship...that never existed...that never was substance ofsubstratum...The rancorous serpent holds a much higher stance..A Lucifer can break the heart and cause the destruction but his machination propells the better for her...
She is better with a known devil than an unknown Angel..
Paddy's Concern for the person who is her weaver for her life holds to an extent where it cross the relation of love...her respect is much elevated where his place is much greater than God...
Roma's nervous and mournful is all for her brother but she stands as a true friend for her padmini...
Trishna...love bond for her sister a support system is just a whisp of wind...
Ayi and her concern for her daughter's a society standards that never change for a girl..she has to endure for no fault of her's..
The most touching scene was all the 4 ladies waiting outside the poilce station without anyone to support them...a heart touching scene..
And Can Mukund chose any right moment to show what a loser spinless gutless..malingerer..mouse ..and that is sharp pierce for Madhu to awaken what a person she trusted upon...