A Boy's Tale : A Rangrasiya OS - Page 5

Originally posted by: shreya_rc

thank u soo much baisa. apko acchi tho lagi naa ? khus hui meri housewarming gift se ?

Originally posted by: napstermonster

That was both beautiful, haunting and yet, strangely poignant. I found myself rereading certain paragraphs, then slowing down over others so i could make it last longer, see in my head the pictures you were describing. That for me is the sign of a truly resonant piece of writing. Thank you for writing it, and for giving us a momentary glimpse into what one scarred child might have meant to another---and how important that child still might be to the man who has grown up. How strange fate is--he has grown into the man who unknowingly, will offer that child's adult self comfort when once, long ago, as a little girl, she did the same to him. Absolutely beautiful work!

Originally posted by: shreya_rc

Ye yes niyoti , u completely get it. the girl is not parvati real flesh and blood. she is a figment of imagination who is nameless. and whenever he is about to do something wrong ,he imagines her shaking her head in disapproval thus saving him becoming a beast. giving him a laksh in his life and thatz how he grows up from a boy to a man under her imaginative loving care .he tells her his deep secrets to her, even quarrels with her saying never come back.

even in the serial, rudra is never a bully or brawny like sumer. he is strong, silent, broody. he speaks very less and never uses cuss words, he is a man of action,not words. and is very much attached to that doll, it accompanies him everywhere.

So itz sort of in between moments, baisa !😉

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Originally posted by: Radaz

Beauty! Emotional Athyachar today .. Enjoyed reading it.. And as a gift here is the gif and the the doll give away scene..

Pic Credit: Original uploader. I just got it from web.

Originally posted by: napstermonster

That was both beautiful, haunting and yet, strangely poignant. I found myself rereading certain paragraphs, then slowing down over others so i could make it last longer, see in my head the pictures you were describing. That for me is the sign of a truly resonant piece of writing. Thank you for writing it, and for giving us a momentary glimpse into what one scarred child might have meant to another---and how important that child still might be to the man who has grown up. How strange fate is--he has grown into the man who unknowingly, will offer that child's adult self comfort when once, long ago, as a little girl, she did the same to him. Absolutely beautiful work!