Masterpiece!!!!
Take a bow for this amazing superb fantastic story
It was not prose, it was pure poetry..a ballad
The two things that made me to fall in love with story more
First Swara's realisation of her feelings for sanskaar
"love doesn't knows its own depth until the hour of separation"
So true...I truly felt only distance would make her realize her love for sanskaar and how beautifully u described it...beautiful indeed !!
" She missed Sanskaar's smile, that naughty
curve of his lips that could set his eyes
sparkling and light up his face. She had missed
his melodious crooning of his favorite old
Hindi film songs. She had missed his presence,
the steady, comforting awareness that he was
in the same room, the same home as she was.
And she had startled herself by realizing she
missed his fragrance , too. The room didn't
seem such a warm and comforting place
without him in it, after all.""Let there be colors in the flowers,
and the breeze of new spring would come.
Come, so that the daily business of garden
can go on."
These words are gems ,a soothing balm for my pained shipper heart ,how I wish swara to feel the same pain grief and anguish that sanskaar went through .
The second thing which made this os even more special was dhoodh nehlaoying of laksh .Totally deserves it .The cold shoulder from swara didn't had any effect so a hot treatment was must.
The end was as it should have been,..perfect and amazing
The words are truly not needed between swason ...their eyes speak what lies in their heart.
Viji thank you so much for writing such a beautiful story.The distress last few epiz have caused us is little eased by such stories
thanks a lot for pm
As always waiting for a new story from u soon
love love n lots of love
Samiya
Edited by samiya.059 - 10 years ago