ArHi SS: Heartbeat Radio - Completed - Page 7

Originally posted by: arshi-pooja

brilliantly written...:-)
Extremely pleased wid the writing and the words spinned !!!
The emotions are brilliantly depicted...
Definately BOOKMARKED!!!

Thank you :)

6. Provocative Envy

She made home in the darkest corner of my heart and started to scrub away the wounds.

*****

She strings the seemingly innocent words together which rhyme right but sound wrong. Pride laces those words and Naani looks at the younger woman fondly. Khushi realizes only half a heartbeat later that everyone in the room is expecting an answer. Including him. Including his girlfriend looking at her hopefully with her doe like eyes.

What Arnav's grandma wanted her to do made all the plans, flowcharts and scenario mappings she had patiently worked during weekend, flush down the toilet.

"Khushi doesn't have to do it." Arnav is the first to protest.

Provocative envy bubbles through her ribcage and she straightens her shoulder in defiance. "I can handle it," she says, unblinking. "I'll teach Lavanya how to be a good bahu," she tilts her head towards Arnav only for a moment and meets Naani's smiling gaze.

"You don't have to do it," Arnav says again, three hours later in an empty hallway. His eyes watches the way her right and left clavicle seem to meet and part, each time she breathed.

It alarmingly alluring and distractingly so.

"I will teach her everything I know." Including how to make you happy, she thinks.

His smile is tight. "Will you teach her the way your arms flail?" Conducting an orchestra that only I can hear? Her eyes widens. She thinks it's a joke. His soft eyes and slight rise in the corner of his lips say otherwise.

"I will teach her about...culture." Maybe then you'll realize how fundamentally different the two of you really are. Maybe then-

No, she shakes her head.

His lips curl in distaste. He has heard enough."Also teach her the joy of inclusiveness in everything she does." I may not miss you too much then.

He doesn't wait for her reply. She leans on the wall and clutches her heart through the golden threaded bodice.

I will teach her how to love you.

I will teach her the way you should be loved.

I will teach her the way I would have loved you.

I will teach her...to be everything I wanted to be with you.

She feels a part of her future just fell into darkness. But when she sees the family rejoicing with the latest addition, Lavanya, she gulps down the misery laced bile rising through her and forces a smile.

Arnav ignores her and refuses to partake in the cotton-candy sweet swirl his family seem to be surrounded with.

They are death and war wrapped into one.

But then, scrubbing away old wounds often creates new ones, no?

Originally posted by: greenteaholic

To continue the thought...and the heart is an organ of fire...and that's how these two are. I keep searching for logic in places where it doesn't prevail and get shushed by decade old quotes from arguably finest movie on angst driven romance. The contrast of their lives and personalities become unfairly familiar and it succumbs to this utterly unfathomable growing attraction.

Yes, it is consuming of oneself and the past becomes the first bridge to cross together.

Originally posted by: StripePurple

But then, scrubbing away old wounds often creates new ones, no?

That said, I'm glad you chose to look at this "teaching" Lavanya phase in the show. I thought it was incredibly puerile when it aired, many viewers did, but we accepted it as a necessary evil for the plot to move. I like how you have highlighted the sheer inanity of the whole exercise without being judgemental about it.

:) That was sort of point. I specifically didn't use "healing" for this very purpose. Because what they have isn't easy. It isn't simple. It is raw, gut wrenching, tears inducing, depression driver and gives bi-polar feelings of falling into pit of fire at one moment and soaring in clear blue sky the next.

With this, more wounds are only matter of time.

It's a complex story, theirs. It's like they think they are the only ones who have the right to injure each other, to pick up and drop ideas based on the intensity of the hurt it will inflict on the other. It's strange that they scrub away the wounds that they themselves bestow.

Pair of masochists, aren't they? They are aware that they are deliberately walking towards an end that is shrouded in darkness for in that place they can't be together. In the grand scheme of things why do their egos, pride and convoluted logic get more importance than a future in which they can be together?

Brilliantly written! You remember when I asked you if you were a poet? It was a rhetorical question. :)

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Originally posted by: vgedin

With Arnav and Khushi, the silences always speak a lot more than words. Words are bitter but the heart is wistful...

How does one teach a person to love ? And that too love somebody in a certain way ?

"Also teach her the joy of inclusiveness in everything she does." That's what defines Khushi, isn't it ? For her joy is always a collective experience... one to be shared with everyone around.

Also, isn't Lavanya's love just as true ? Isn't that worth respect in it's own right ?

Lavanya is just as right where she stands just how Khushi is. This is what Khushi feels right and believes it to be right. It's that helplessness which she feels being on the outside now that Lavanya is accepted as a part of family.

I am not withholding her own selfish desires (though it was Arnav, it still is what she wanted), her own principles to be loaded on Lavanya. Because that's exactly what was done in the show. Lavanya is good enough the way she is. Yet she is subjected to this humiliation task of "changing" herself to "fit" into the family.

Khushi is no different from the rest, in this regard.

Hey dear...lovely update..
Loved the way u took up the whole issue of Teaching Lavanya to be a gud bahu...:-)

Actually ...it was insane...but it was instrumental in bringing the leads together..

Originally posted by: ScarbroughFair

It's a complex story, theirs. It's like they think they are the only ones who have the right to injure each other, to pick up and drop ideas based on the intensity of the hurt it will inflict on the other. It's strange that they scrub away the wounds that they themselves bestow.

Pair of masochists, aren't they? They are aware that they are deliberately walking towards an end that is shrouded in darkness for in that place they can't be together. In the grand scheme of things why do their egos, pride and convoluted logic get more importance than a future in which they can be together?

Brilliantly written! You remember when I asked you if you were a poet? It was a rhetorical question. :)

I am not sure if it's complex or its the people involved who make it complex. Masochists - I don't know. They are definitely disturbing enough to make me stay away from them, five miles at least. He catches her arm and pushes and pulls, she doesn't mind that intrusion to personal bubble. I feel that aspect of her extremely weird.

I think its just people being people making one stupid decision after next while the observer thinks "If Only..."

Thanks!