My post on another thread -
Yes, we all know that if winter is there can spring be behind?
But what of that winter which because of its cold and severe wind uproots the very tree which was supposed to blossom in spring?
Life is made of sunny days and dark nights. But what if the dark night swallows of your foundation and your very existence ? The sun will shine again , but not for me.
I know the science behind the feeling of love , it is secretion of chemicals like testoterone, estrogen, dopamine etc. in the organ called brain. But I believe in soul-mates and ever lasting love. I enjoy reading mushy tales and I am in love and also in love with love. IPK story has struck a right chord in me. Now if that chord is suddenly no longer music but just a simple white noise, won't I feel sad and shut off my ears?
I know in the matters of heart , there can not be defeasible deductive reasoning. But what do you do when the creators contradict their own rules which were worshipped so far and make appear everything as a fallacy ? (No, it is not a paradox).
In short, I feel like I am being cheated. I understand the uncertainities in every day life right from Heisenberg's principles of micro-levels but if someone continuously trying to prove that "what you believed so far is false", then won't I feel frustrated?
IPK has weaved a fantasy land of magical love. After this treacherous journey we took along with Arhi, suddenly we are awakened from our dream and a hammer is banged on us with "Arnav is just like any ordinary man, these are realities of life" , won't we feel disheartened?
And most important -- I am fearing how this track will end. Will it be 2 minutes apology from Arnav and then the show will go on?
Please don't kill your own child, don't commit this hara-kiri. Don't kill the intensity. You could have had whatever you had built so far --- arhi love and intensity and over this foundation you could have built this present track. It would have been memorable one. But what you did, after the marriage, the next day dawned . It was a new story, the characters were but a poor (& sometimes wrong too) replica of themselves and yesterday was completely forgotten.
My heart goes out to this beautiful story. If the CVs mend up the mistake , believe me I will be the happiest person to eat my own words and will say
"CVs , you have redeemed yourselves ..."
If winter is there, can spring be far behind?