Things that stood out for me today:
1. RK's entire lash out of his entire tale of anguish and silent death that i always ranted about in the beginning , finally getting its release towards the only person whose always been truthful towards him even when there were no apparent emotions involved.
2. Madhu's feelings appall me day by day. They brought me in awe that particular day when RK refused to touch her and covered her , placing her in his staunch arms , glaring across the greedy media, and the stench of superficiality...that look of longing within Madhu's eyes when RK did not even glance at her but she was like a delicate doll wrapped inside a hard and unbreakable black box , is what made that particular scene so special..that soulful look that gave entire prologue of her subconscious outlet of finally embracing this brooding dark man is when i realized that her feelings will appall me increasingly as the serial continues. If there is any moment after that particular scene that I staunchly felt that longing..then it was today. No it was NOT her empathy and compassion speaking , because you do not feel one's tears to the extent of shedding them as well..as if RK&Madhu's tears merged into one.Their pain unified. Even though Madhu's pain was his. Her crumbling emotions making her face so vulnerable , her tears flowing across and her continuous advancement towards her broken knight again highlighted her longing for him. RK's instinctive withdrawal towards Madhu's advancements , when her hand was about to touch him , is again a timely reminder that before Madhu does anything RK already knows her next reflex before the action taking place.That's exactly what happened , as if his instincts are suddenly under Madhu's each pore of skin.
3. The precap ofcourse. Once again the background music highlights the printed transcript of Madhu's heart. More than the eye lock , you feel Madhu's flow of feelings. It's all about her compulsion , her contradictions , her every range of emotion towards him and yet the centre of all her feelings , whether positive or negative is always placed on Rishabh. He's a stranger , and he's her own when her own father isn't...He's the snowy winter that molds Madhu's skin into nothingness , and yet he is the sprinkling sun that showers on her when dark shadows seem to encompass her.She grimaces at his image of a smirking , cynic , proud prude and yet makes a constructive effort towards breaking it through he every word or action. He is her center even before he met her. He is her world.