OS: Gilded - Page 3

Originally posted by: MissAsian

Wow. Can we have a part 2

Originally posted by: SherryGS

You have a way with words... loved the last line, especially. ⭐️

Originally posted by: Sarikaa97

There's nothing that can match the joy of seeing a one shot written by your favourite writer amidst indolent surfing..
This one shot helped me understand the dynamics of the situation so much better. Parvati and Rudra are hell bent on complicating things- but it's never easy when it comes to love, isn't it?
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The greater the love, the greater the chaos. It's a given.
People who truly love us can be divided into two categories: those who understand us, and those who forgive us our worst sins. Rarely do you find someone capable of both. I'm glad that Rudra has found his real love:)
That is by far the longest comment I've written:)
Beautiful writing:D

Originally posted by: shree10

Simply loved it! Beautiful OS choti!!
Now if only that assignment was on RR than postal then Choti would have topped with flying colors!!
what say?

Originally posted by: What_the

I am so glad the writing bug has caught hold of you...I sincerely hope that it never lets go 😛

Lovely piece of work...his inner thoughts were written so well!

That he wants her to giggle uninhibitedly, wants her to blush when he speaks, wants to be the one who tells her about the ball...it was adorable!

Yet, it was poignant how he realises that he may have lost her because he was too proud to apologise..

I esp loved these sentences:

He was left alone with the woman who had single handedly saved his livelihood and his dignity, who had insisted that he was a better man than he was.

He wanted his image to remain pristine in her eyes, the shining armor glinting in the sun.

Aptly titled, i must add...

Sometimes I think that we all enjoy the Fan Fiction so much more than the show...because there is something about reading his thoughts, which wouldn't really come across on screen..😊

Keep writing sweetie...we all love it 🤗

Cheers

What_the

Originally posted by: Javeria3991

Awesome one shot

The loneliness, his guilt and pain Rudra was feeling when Parvati was trying her best to get away from him is written very beautifully.

His notions for khoobsorat aurat are changing. He is falling in love with the patient, determine string Parvati.

Love it

Originally posted by: princessunara

just beautiful!! would u write a continuation to this? I hope so... its amazing.. one day I hope too that he will push her one step too far and eventually break her.. only to realize that he has broken his own heart by doing it.. And then work towards bringing her back..
and her to love the flawed man and not the god she has put on a pedestal...

Originally posted by: napstermonster

res!

And I'm here!

I am having mixed feelings. Mixed, because while I love the characters on the screen, more and more I start to fine myself seeking your version of Paro and Rudra on screen, showing the depth and emotional range you give them, and of course, I don't find that. What you've done here is taken the approximate one and half minute scene of Rudra/Paro and given us the second by second internal monologue that should be given screen space--but since it cannot, the emotions have been given life here.

And so beautifully brought to life, too! I loved the symbolic wrapping of the edges in gilt, and then. when the whole point has dissolved, the slow peeling off of the gilt to reveal metal, corroded, underneath. Because that is, after all, all these two "social workers" succeeded in doing--creating an alternate reality that glittered to the audience, but did not necessarily move the emotional development of these two characters with each other.

The tone, also, mirrored the action. The slpow awareness of what she is doing, the build up to relief, to a realization even, of love, of gratefullness..and then the loss of the moment. The point when the gilt should have been cemented on, or replacd with the real thing--the waste of the opportunity leading to the corrosion of the gilt, the slow darkening of the edges of their life..

Goegeous strung necklace of golden beaded words, chotidesi..not gilt, but solid 24 karat, baisa. But then again, you wrote it. Asli sona ka hi to hogi, naa?