faiqa, just read your phone call piece. it is of course a beautiful analysis most moving.
very empathetic to this seemingly cold man you are, as am i. yes he needed her. he needed to be needed by her. that was the thing. well felt, sir.
yes he needed to be needed by her. so badly. he has carried this thing of being i don't care i can manage asr for so long... and when he realised faraq kyun padta hai i guess he was quite confident he could handle it all himself... that she was attracted enough for him to play a bit, flirt, indulge in dhakdhak and they say what he had to.
but then terrace happened.
a picture even in is wildest he hadn't considered there before him. challenging him to his very innards... wrecking him, his chot.
he couldn't run from it anywhere...
after so long he had opened up to hope... he so needed her.
and at that moment he knew she was not his. she in fact didn't need him...
later when he said, mujhe batana zaroori nahin samjha... i wanted to weep buckets., he so needed her to want him, make him her important person.
and he did fear even he wasn't. but he couldn't not need her. that's why the return again and again from the airport outside, to give her a chance.. to give him a bit of hope... he said as much... kahin na khain main chahta tha... uff that was lovely.
but her baat aapki hai, released him... it hit home straight... which is why he felt that... why is it hurting me so much to go far from khushi.
and then the song of his heart, waiting to be heard... jsut had to say what eh ahd to say.
so beautiful.
in it was wrapped all their past togethe, the good the bad... jo tum mehsoos karti ho jo main mehsoos karat hoon, even kissi cheez ka koi matlab nahin, agar matlab hai ... ki main hamesha hamesha tumse... even i hate you was there.
these are the things that make ipk indestructible... no matter what masala what mama... or mami.
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