I honestly cannot bring to mind a more beautiful portrayal of a male lead as soft-hearted and vulnerable as he was. Most men on ITV are vulnerable, sure, but have so many walls on the outside. I suppose that's the usual depiction of men on tv itself. He was so precious because how often do we see sunshine ML portrayals on ITV or tv done this well? I'd say korean shows have some really good sunshine MLs but they don't quite have the emotional depth and complexity of someone like Kartik. Given the time frame and nature of the shows I guess one good thing about ITV shows is that you really go deep with these characters. Often enough, the gamble works against the characters. I would say in Kartik's case it deeply entrenched him in our hearts and souls.Originally posted by: austen-eliot
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Oh I want to embrace you like a long - lost sister! Across the length and breadth of the kaira fandom, I finally have found someone who feels about Kartik like I do.. 😆"It often annoys me how people reduce his identity to being Naira's lover. Kartik was many things. He was an exemplary and strong human being who weathered some of the worst storms of his life and still held onto the warmth and openness that allowed him to embrace people and be vulnerable."
This is such a perfect summarization of his character.
Yes the Mannu track showed him in as bad a light as also in the best..as a caring son. His rudeness to Krishna was especially very uncharacteristic and his forgetting of how Naira too had lost her mother.. As you say it was a desperate trp grab.. But since we had seen who Kartik was for so many years, I could recognise that track for what it was and kind of wipe it out of the overall picture of Kartik.
As for the Sirat track, yes it was badly executed but still shivin's, especially MK's performances carried it through, and though it was projected as him getting attached to another woman within two years which was indigestible for most viewers, the way it was shown to develop and even the cause for it's occurrence was understandable and in keeping with Kartik's character. He would never have looked at another woman if it hadn't been for the kind of circumstances that led to his meeting Sirat, and being forced to interact with her. And his compassion and gratitude that led to the first steps of friendship, and through helping another suffering human being learning to live and love again..that I found to be very poignant and so much like dear kittu.
I think the makers might have started off to develop a slow story from this premise, but bcz of various pressures rushed it and brought in the new gen. Otherwise with better execution it would have been a beautiful story.
Your writing is so eloquent and beautiful.❤️
Do you remember the KV hostel track where he went to drop Kairav to the hostel after Naira's death and cried and begged KV to go back with him? And then he just sat outside the hostel all night waiting for KV to come back to him? Scenes and tracks like these are what twist my heart and leave knots in my guts because of how sublime and tragic they're all at once. When you get something like that, something that good, you want more. I feel like the beginning of Sirat really robbed us of that. Of Kartik's individual journey. We hardly got him with his kids, who were all that he had left. Instead the narrative shifted gears to a point where Kartik became a reactor to Sirat and her story. His trauma, his pain, his needs, everything shackled and only brought into the narrative to provide a crutch to a character we didn't know, didn't care for, didn't need at that point in the story. I don't see how she added to his life, or what she added to his life, except distractions. Kartik never got a track where his pain, his trauma, his struggles were explored. I feel like the kartik of the 5 year leap, when he thought Naira was dead, had a far richer emotional landscape, volatile and tumultuous as it was, for the audience to swim in than the shut, tight-lipped, stoic-faced Kartik we got for nine months straight after Naira's death. His pain, his turmoils were only hinted at. His monologues only involved Sirat and her needs. Then there was the fact that she was blind to his needs. Him telling her softly that his son couldn't box because he had a heart-condition and if he got into this, developed an attachment, and later couldn't seriously pursue it it will only hurt him and Kartik didn't want that and Sirat brushing that off so easily and turning the whole frame on herself, so blind to his plea, so tone-deaf to his request wasn't helping anyone. Or that instance where he confessed that his son would never love or need him like he needed his mother and he's okay with it only for that to lead us nowhere but back to Sirat. And KV, a sincere, emotionally sensitive and observant child, pushing his dad toward this woman he hardly knew not because he thought his dad needed her, because the kid himself needed her, and wanted his father to get on the same page as him.
There are so many instances. Instances that made up their entire story that made the story itself indigestible. Like it was an injustice to the kaleidoscope of complex emotions Kartik richly deserved to have explored. A story of his own that could have flown in tandem with the new characters and storylines. As a Kartik fan, the stoic, almost carelessly flattened tracks he got were so disappointing. A man so rich in emotions, so vivid and vivacious, they robbed him. Of far too much for me to capture in words. As you can see I don't really see straight here. My anger's always in the driving seat when I think of the tracks/story arcs post Naira's death. 😆
NVM, I have so many issues with Sirat, Kartik-Sirat, Kartik loving her etc, but that doesn't change the fact that loving someone else doesn't butcher him. I suppose there's a poetic symmetry to the way he lived his life. His arc truly began, and was defined by, his unwavering love for Naira and his fear of losing her. Ultimately, he did lose her, and learned the biggest lesson of his life: the unimaginable had happened, and he had the capacity to keep going. To show up for every single relationship in his life, to scour the earths of the oceans that are his heart, and find enough love, enough warmth, and enough patience to persevere, to enrich and nurture the people he met and the people he loved.
He lost Naira. But he also found what he truly was capable of feeling, withstanding, becoming. Being. Is that not poetic, even if so tragic?
To my fellow Kartik lover, it feels so good to talk about him without inhibitions!! 🤗
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