SwaSan Valentine Week OS-- 'Toska'

Viji my dear darling sis,

Dear lord in his beautiful heaven! The sheer beauty in this one, how on earth am I to describe it? Here I was, home early and getting bored, only to be presented with this mind blowing, early valentine gift!

I was wondering Viji, dear, if you would write something for the week, which I guess would go un-celebrated and moodily in SR world, with Swara in jail and Sanskar pining for her.

Coming back to the OS, I'm in awe of your title selection. More so of the effect those titles have on me. When I read the word "Toska" which I know mean Longing, sadness and nostalgia I immediately wondered if this shot would perhaps be followed by another sequel titled "Ekstaz". But you were even better, you ended Toska by bringing them to Ekstaz, which is more than one greedy SwaSan fan can except from another.

Once upon a time I was in love with this word, so I love you more for the dedication and let me tell you, for me too, you have become a vital part of life.

Okay, so Swara went home, after a replay of a scene we remember so well. Where she was so close to Sanskar's psyche that she could hear his unspoken words, but so distanced from her own psyche that she couldn't comprehend the pull she felt towards him...bless those old days when we wondered when Swara would fall heard and deep. It brought out some wonderful memories dear!

Then we come to the part where Sanskar is feeling his share of Toska. I was gripped by the utter realistic approach there. What we keep buried beneath our conscious during day chained by iron self control surface freely and torment us in the dead of the night, that is so true...so real... This is what I love about your writing. You write humans and your approach is always so down to earth with them. It makes the reader feel for the characters as if they were close friends, as if it is a pain we have shared with them. I felt my heart weeping along with Sanskar as he thought how his subconscious was tormenting him with visions of a life so far away from his grip. Poor, poor soul!

Then Swara, well true, it would be a crime if you say she didn't suffer. Because she did and did so very highly. Well there was a time when I thought this was where her ignorance was leading her. It was portrayed well, the inner battle of her desires and fears. Awesome dear.

Then Shomi, thankfully decided to step in and give the much needed push in right direction. I love it when mother's do that. You know, make you come in terms with realities you would forever run from. Only mothers have that ability. Here Shomi was everything Swara needed at the moment and the way she dealt with her fears, doubts and gave a wise piece of advice of her own, that was just so heartfelt.

Then Swara decided to turn in to the avatar I love her in, the solid and unwavering in her decision, her insecurities long forgotten she races towards the goal, or in this case let's amend that to her destiny. I was smiling like a fool when you said Sanskar had grown a beard, he might look cute with one!

I adore the direct, no nonsense way Swara chose to let him know of her feelings, and stood her ground. That was a wonderful moment. Then ah, that kiss was really some liquid fire. You're a master in writing these kind of fiery scenes and here you have again out done yourself.

The playful banter that ensured then was added cherries on a already chocolate flossed cake dearest. I couldn't help but laugh when Swara said her prince charming did not have a beard in her fantasies...maybe perhaps she too had some tantalizing fantasies similar to Sanskar's dreams, in the nights they spent apart. Interesting...

I hope she would take a long time doing her academic research for her thesis on "Kissing the man of your dreams". After all she has a complex line up of experiments planned ahead.

This one really ended on a note of Ekstaz, leaving me feeling lightheaded as well.

Loads of love,

Saku