You can never become like your sister...My dude...he raged, glared, slapped...I clapped...
There was Two Suraj, one the Sun, the glaring one and the next was the mistaken grown up child.
What an entry... Chalo goli!!! Roared my Eagle... the evil aimed... but can she be killed?
Just the hand, that hold, that wrist band I sat up, walks in my dude lifted up the gun, eyes firm straight into the evils eyes, no words, that firm glare, he seldom speaks but his actions proves maarne ko dhoor, haath lagakar dekho kaat daalenge! And that slap, the evil saw not one but 1+1 when Sukor are together it is not two but eleven.
He allowed her to take control, all through when Chakor spoke to Imli, he was just looking firm at Imli, did not look at Chakor, he allowed her to take the strike, he just listened, replayed that dreadful day, the day he froze, he was defreezing only now but guilt was taking over...
That rage, he throttled her, that roar, the protrusion of veins (VJ mind blowing) the lava just bursted out, loved the way he just pushed her, suffocated her, for he was suffocating for seven years, and everything is clear now.
SR never reserves or adjourns judgement, he care for no law for he is his own law, he will give punishment and seek justice.
What stood out... Chakor she will never change, so many times you gave her the opportunity but she never. Imli YOU CAN NEVER BE LIKE YOUR SISTER. I WILL MAKE YOU AS A PAST...
You made my daughter away from me! You killed my reason for living as he lived only for his Chakor, as she is his beginning and his end... He lived like a corpose...Enough of this evil, I will not allow her to ruin our future, will make her into past.
Powerful it was, none could calm the volcano, but only she could, only by using the last straw, Anjor ki kasam, his red eyes bled more, he turned and all he said with that shivering expression...Anjor... Saanvi... he dropped the evil down, he had to live again, start all again, afresh for his life is in front of him with their life...
I am glad you slapped, but would have been happy f you had slapped more...
She weighed you down, as she wanted you more, wanted her happy family after seven long years...
Thank you Suraj, for slapping as I stood up clapping...
Thanks you for glaring, flaring
Anupamaa
