Ek aur res... don't kill me ... will un-res soon...!!
Un res...
The yellow of the sun...it can scorch, burn and char...
It can also nurture, illuminate and bring warmth...
Just like Paro's Rudra...
He may be the destroyer in the eyes of the world, in her eyes, he is her protector and care-giver..
What a beautiful analogy..
She is like the sunflower, attuned to him, blossoming in his warmth and rejoicing in his presence..
He has made her stronger, more confident and shown her true love...
Very, very well thought out and well written...
And last line...maar hi daala Ankz..
So what if the heat was unbearable a few times.
Some fires were worth burning in.
I recently mentioned this song, in an ArHi FF, Saffron Fields by Jenny.
It totally makes sense to share it here as well...hope you like it...
Shama kahe parwane se, pare chala ja
Meri tarah jal jaayega, yahaan nahi aa..
Woh nahi sunta, usko jal jaana hota hai..
Har khushi se har gham se begaana hota hai
The flame urges the the moth to stay away
Lest the moth burns in the heat of the flame
But the moth refuses to listen, desiring to melt in this blaze
The joys and sorrows that love brings, are unlike any other..
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lslZptXok8o[/YOUTUBE]
Edited by What_the - 11 years ago