There are moments in life when you start feeling incompetent about your own skills in face of witnessing something marvellous in another and these moments are not marred by jealousy or envy and thats what makes them really special. This is one such moment where I feel totally silly as a writer and yet I feel no shame in admitting it and that, my friend, is because you spin poetry in your prose.
The way you have gone about this story brings the character of Rudra so much more closer to your heart and makes him seem so much more human without taking away the complexities that shape him. Rather you have taken those very those complexities and without wasting your breath on explaining them or explaining them away you have just let them be and given a Rudra who realizes them and wants to himself change them not for anything else but the fact that he can with Paro by his side and thats remarkable.
Also I loved how you have incorporated light hearted moments with such breathtaking heart wrenching ones (in a good way) making them all breath taking like the last paragraph where Rudra's decision to apologize to Parvati because there was no other option than to do so in order for her to forever stay with him is combined with that ready explanation in his mind for why they may wake up holding hands is so special in the way you have constructed it!
Stellar job, Sona, stellar job.
Welcome to the RR writing world. It just got much much richer now that you have joined it! :)
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