A Journey of a Thunder...
By:(c)ArshiHamesha
A clap of thunder occurred in between hearts when she fell in his arms,the jolt of an electrifying emotions submerged deep within minds and soul, but a state of mind started defying the sound of that feel..."mehsoos" which surfaced up with an ego.Yes ! an ego of defying the touch..."Mujhe fark nahin padta"[ doesn't matter to me] ...Yes ! a mere touch of her hand which was cupping her neck...a mere touch of her thudding heartbeat ...a mere touch to his soul through her innocent eyes who were looking deeply in the eyes of her protector ...shook him with fear ...a mere fear of love ...a mere fear of losing someone dear...Yes a fear of thunder of LOVE and INNOCENCE from which he had been running from all these years ...a fear of shattering vulnerable Arnav who always remained stronger in between armored shell of Arnav Singh Raizada...Yes "Arnav Singh Raizada jisse kissi larki se fark nahin padta..."...but Khushi had broken that code without knowing the language of it.
She invaded his barricaded territory and made him compelled to mark his by mere TOUCH ...a touch of protection...which he never asked or felt asking permission ...that was his code of RIGHT without thinking twice and she never refused either.That pulled both of them up to the point where both crossed their barriers and the thunder of heartbeats made everything at silent for them as always...only a feel of gust of wind which always narrowed down that intoxicated whirlpool around them ..and they ended up burning their hearts and minds within that blazing fire of passion.He burned himself in ashes and her in this fire by halting words,"Koi matlab nahin..." which changed later "Fark padta hai ..." when thunder of fear of losing her shook the walls of ASR's shell and her protector wanted to her Rajkumar and dream lover"I love you Dammit ..." YES!!!you mean everything to me...
He felt the sound of thunder and knew the meaning of it way before her but that sound was breaking her ribcage all this time to find the true source of it ...Her Dhak Dhak jolted by thunder to make her realize that the reason of it was not other than ..her Laad Governor...Her Rakhshua...her Magarmach, ...her Shaitan,...her angry Rajkumar...her Arnavji..."Arnavji!!! Hum bhi apse I love You Dammit!!!"
She clung onto him the very first night ... and after that took all of his heat as her punishment for making him fall for her with oozing red and incinerated passion which he couldn't get out of his mind ever and framed it for forever which he gifted it later to show her the moment of his defeat in front of her innocence. He always left a Mark on her during his thunder of rage but every time regretted it "but when I realize it ...I always regret it Khushi" ...he said it to La but showered on Khushi by his intense touch . All this time she was cherishing and protecting his marks on her and showered him with her innocence...with her peck...writing his name on her hand with Hena...which made him wanted to touch her and kiss her badly .He marked her in jealousy and she marked him again with her innocence..."Jo main mehsoos karta hoon woh tum mehsoos karti ho..." [I feel exactly the same what you do...]
Love marks seeped in deeper ...rooting the grip of Love and care...but doubts of fear clapped another thunder around him demeaning the sound of love .Even hate brought him on his knees and he marked her his with RED sindoor the way she did dressing herself in RED every time ... caged him for forever with her innocence. He did out of Hate or Love ...he even couldn't differentiate "iss pyar main sahi aur ghalat ka koi matlab nahin"[no meaning of right and wrong in this love]...till he reached to the point where her innocent love won him for forever and he never wanted to let her go off of his eyes neither the night when both got marked by RED...her blood in guest house and later by Sindoor in the temple ...till he reached to the edge of this deep love where he finally asked her not to leave him ever...' mujhe khabi chod keh nahin jaogi..." before marking their souls in this union of innocence and Love.
The TOUCH of her and the passionate URGE of him brought khushi to a realization and she asked him the most vulnerable QUESTION in her inebriated form"aisa kyuon hota hai..." [Why does thi s happen?" ..why your proximity yelped as a thunder in my heart that I can't even breath...and that again brought him down to his knees with overwhelmed tears acknowledging her love and innocence for him'Because their heartbeats are indeed one..." She never recalled that but he summoned those beats to revive her...by thundering every particle of this nature to bring her back in his arms alive and happy and from that moment the journey of thunder took a new way to intensify every element ...to make every norm bestowed upon them ...to burn every hate in ashes around it,... but within its shell he made sure his Khushi always remained under soft petals of ROSES...to make sure His Khushi stayed safe in his cocoon for forever...where once he lost some one very precious...Yes Thunder "GET OUT " changed into "Mat Jao" [ Don't go...]
Indeed a New Beginning of a thunder started where
sound of innocent & pure LOVE always followed his command!!!
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I never started this show from the beginning,My journey starts from their hospital hug and here I am.I never watched any Indian soap fully before or still I have not develop any interest to watch any other show or in other words ,nothing has offered me to stick around.My parents always watch these home politics and enjoy but I think they have failed to transfer the same DNA in me .πI am one of those who are allergic to LOVE, pure ASR in me π .
This is what IPK taught me...instilled in me ...The feeling of LOVE.β€οΈ..which I never felt before...made my belief strong that there is such thing called LOVE...not only in between a man and a woman but also LOVE in between all sorts relationships , either as a brother-sister or as an daughter-father, from mother to adopted girls to Nani to her grandkids...from Mami to her SIL's kids as her own or from Buaji to her adopted niece...from Happyji to a strange ,paagal girl or love towards employees from their Master...π
Faith and beliefs have shaped for me in a total different angle and direction...IPK, indeed has this power...βοΈ
I salute πto entire cast , directors , producers, writers and above all to Barun and Sanaya ...for giving us such of these nostalgic moments which will remain with us for forever...This show has a special place in our hearts and will stay as it is for a very long long time.
Happy 4th Anniversary Everyone!!!π₯³
Happy 4th Anniversary Everyone!!!
Happy 4th Anniversary Everyone!!!
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