Tomorrow's Promise - A Mehrya FF Chapter 6 Page 45 updated 23/07 - Page 9

Originally posted by: Geekyglasses22

Di...

Thanks for giving a third part...

It just makes so so much more difficult just to reply to your post..

I really cant express what do i have in mind because i really need time to realise...one thing which i can say is that...wind is both mehek and shaurya...they both can be as gentle as breeze and as devastating and terrifying as a hurricane...wind is so much of a helper but it has lot in itself too...it can show tou its might if u wish to...but there only lies the creativity and marvel that nature curves out of such versatile subjects...

Nature can force wind to create a havoc and create a result out of its capability.. But nature too wants peace and breeze can soothe earth and its senses...like fire...blazing beauty is dangerous as well as Peltering rain can also threaten you out of your senses...

Every element has power and they also have the ability to respect other's powers...when nature slightly misses out on its catch something happen...either to create a marvel or to teach earth a lesson...they really need to remember...

Wrote a lot..

Plzz dont get pissed off with its length...

Thanks for the pm...

And thanks a lot for gifting us such pieces!!!

Love and admiration!!!!

Appu

Appu .. darling you have forced me
To think .. by your comment that wind is both Shaurya and Mehak... I am
Going to deliberate on this point a little more
Your comment is so thought provoking...
Love you honey...for giving me another perspective

Tibs,I am speechless. How beautiful it can get, each part is redefining the boundaries of my notions about the beauty of art 👏👏 Every new chapter bringing entirely new dimensions. Elements of life, their synchrony, their antagonisms, all that is needed for creation of this world around and inside us. An ever existing continuum.

I have always associated wind with desires and dreams, an urge to explore.The power to compensate for the reality,imagination basically as it can flow freely and reach places which are out of reach for others. Every element has one property dominant over the other at different points of time. Wind and water both have that fluidity, an ability to flow, but water is something which can change its form 😳

Fire always has its association with the Earth and It was the fire which transformed the water into something which at the beginning could not be differentiated from the wind, who decided to be the humble receiver. The fire unknowingly surrendered its own salvage to the wind, which accepted the gift, and carried this transformed element gently and provided it with the opportunities to explore the world. To explore the very attributes defining her, but which she lost in her encounter with the raging fire.

Wind being the witness of her journey falls in love with her, enchanted, it becomes completely oblivious to her regaining the form, something which will become too heavy for it to carry after some time. A form which is destined to quench the thirst of the ground ablaze with the fire, she sees the element lying beneath those furious flames. Wind being afraid to lose her, afraid to see her losing what she gained in this entire process of exploration, tries to keep her captive by transforming itself into a storm, a storm which tries to take her away, which challenges the fire to fight before it can reach her. Irony, once you part ways with the gentleness, you are bound to part ways with her too, you will have to surrender her, to the very place from where you carried it.

Rain doesn't care about the fight, as she has to fall, ultimately she has to be the giver.Rain ultimately needs to come down, it cannot let go its association with the Earth,its love,the only one capable to give her that abode to rest after a long journey.She needs to come back to the place where she started her journey.But all this didn't go in vain,it changed something, her awareness, her awareness about her indispensability to maintain this cycle, this continuum which at some point of time would lead to sprouting of seeds of life.

I really don't know if i could make any sense, but was not able to resist this urge to write.

Here is something more sensible-

"sometimes i don't know, which moment
which cool gust of wind will come,
and enchant me
tousling my hair
and my heart,

stirring...that familiar ache of poetry,

which drop will kiss
the old wrench in my soul
reminding me, all over again

i miss you better in the rain."
Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos

@tibs, I have exhausted my limited vocabulary to praise your writing! You truly are skilled with words!👏

What stands out to me right off the bat in this 3 part story is - the first one is very grounded in Mehak's story. It reads like a narration too, in spite of having this beautiful poetic embodiment to fire and heat. Although both first and the second parts, have their base in the same reference point of the story, the second part gets more abstract and symbolic with its use of rain and fire to describe them. And the last, is completely abstract, fully open to one's interpretation of what you want wind to be! I haven't read through the comments yet, I am sure I will find many that will make me stop and re read and let it all sink in, just the way your story has. But, I would like you to pen down your interpretation of wind as well please!

To me wind reads as this new Showrya that we are seeing and are hopeful/nervous of what he could be. It is almost like he has transcended above to watch this fire and rain dance!

Fire is our quintessential Showrya, consumed by rage and power and uncontrollably blazing. And Mehek, the nurturer is the rain.To me, it is a one dimensional relation that they have - Showrya needing her to calm, contain and cool him down and Mehek with her overpowering instinct to be the giver can be nothing but that to him. What they are to each other is defined by their very nature and in no way can they be willed to be anything but that.

Wind on the other hand is above this conflict and has a will of its own. The wind has a choice to be what it wants. It has a control over both rain and fire and can wield its influence in whichever way it chooses. To paraphrase what you have already said - Wind can let rain be this gentle drizzle or dew and revel in it. It can let rain willingly overpower him. It can enjoy in the togetherness of rain be it as a storm or rain, the much needed life force. Or it can completely make rain directionless and lost, only to drop it from great height whenever its will chooses! And it has the same control over fire. It can aid in an uncontrollable spread of fire, or choose to not feed into the fire, but nib the fuel of the fire.

I see the Showrya we have at this point as this. He is at the crossroads to choose who he wants to be. He has the ability to enjoy this new found love, let Mehak grow into her own, be her support and confidante, while still being this all-consuming love and passion of her life. Or he could feed into his possessive and obsessive self and stifle her in the process.

To your question, I think wind just gives the appearance of calm, but is the all-powerful element here.

Originally posted by: stellaV

Tibs,I am
speechless. How beautiful it can get, each part is redefining the boundaries of
my notions about the beauty of art 👏👏Every new chapter bringing entirely new
dimensions. Elements of life, their synchrony, their antagonisms, all that is
needed for creation of this world around and inside us. An ever existing
continuum.

I have
always associated wind with desires and dreams,
an urge to explore.The power to compensate for the reality,imagination
basically as it can flow freely and reach places which are out of reach for others. Every element has one property dominant over the other at different
points of time. Wind and water both have that fluidity, an ability to flow, but water is something which can change its form😳

Fire always has its association with
the Earth and It was the fire which transformed the water into something which
at the beginning could not be differentiated from the wind, who decided to be
the humble receiver. The fire unknowingly surrendered its own salvage to the
wind, which accepted the gift, and
carried this transformed element gently and provided it with the opportunities to
explore the world. To explore the very attributes defining her, but which she
lost in her encounter with the raging fire.

Wind being the witness of her
journey falls in love with her, enchanted, it becomes completely oblivious to
her regaining the form, something which will become too heavy for it to carry
after some time. A form which is destined to quench the thirst of the ground
ablaze with the fire, she sees the element lying beneath those furious flames.
Wind being afraid to lose her, afraid to see her losing what she gained in this
entire process of exploration, tries to keep her captive by transforming itself
into a storm, a storm which tries to take her away, which challenges the fire
to fight before it can reach her. Irony, once you part ways with the gentleness, you are bound to part ways with her too, you will have to surrender her, to the very place from where you carried it.

Rain doesn't care about the fight, as she has
to fall, ultimately she has to be the giver.Rain ultimately needs to come down, it cannot let go its association with the Earth,its love,the only one capable to give her that abode to rest after a long journey.She needs to come back to the
place where she started her journey.But all this didn't go in vain,it changed something, her awareness, her awareness
about her indispensability to maintain this cycle, this continuum which at some
point of time would lead to sprouting of seeds of life.

I really don't know if i could make any sense, but was not able to resist this urge to write.

Here is something more sensible-

"sometimes i don't know, which moment
which cool gust of wind will come,
and enchant me
tousling my hair
and my heart,

stirring...that familiar ache of poetry,

which drop will kiss
the old wrench in my soul
reminding me, all over again

i miss you better in the rain."
Sanober Khan,A Thousand Flamingos

Vaishali I am going to use your interpretation of desire to dream and to explore for
Wind
I will read quite a few times your post .. to absorb everything you have said because you like still water run very deep
The Poem at the end is just fabulous..
Thank you for running with my idea and giving it a few
More dimensions

Originally posted by: DiyaKash

@tibs, I have exhausted my limited vocabulary to praise your
writing! You truly are skilled with words!👏

What stands out to me right off the bat in this 3 part story
is - the first one is very grounded in Mehak's
story. It reads like a narration too, in spite of having this beautiful poetic embodiment
to fire and heat. Although both first
and the second parts, have their base in the same reference point of the story,
the second part gets more abstract and symbolic with its use of rain and fire
to describe them. And the last, is completely abstract, fully open to one's interpretation
of what you want wind to be! I haven't read through the comments yet, I am sure
I will find many that will make me stop and re read and let it all sink in,
just the way your story has. But, I would like you to pen down your interpretation
of wind as well please!

To me wind reads as this new Showrya that we are seeing and
are hopeful/nervous of what he could be. It is almost like he has transcended
above to watch this fire and rain dance!

Fire is our quintessential Showrya, consumed by rage and
power and uncontrollably blazing. And Mehek, the nurturer is the rain.To me, it is a one dimensional relation that they have - Showrya needing her to calm,
contain and cool him down and Mehek with her overpowering instinct to be the
giver can be nothing but that to him. What they are to each other is defined by
their very nature and in no way can they be willed to be anything but that.

Wind on the other hand is above this conflict and has a will
of its own. The wind has a choice to be what it wants. It has a control over
both rain and fire and can wield its influence in whichever way it chooses. To
paraphrase what you have already said - Wind can let rain be this gentle drizzle
or dew and revel in it. It can let rain willingly overpower him. It can enjoy
in the togetherness of rain be it as a storm or rain, the much needed life force. Or it
can completely make rain directionless and lost, only to drop it from great height
whenever its will chooses! And it has the same control over fire. It can aid in
an uncontrollable spread of fire, or choose to not feed into the fire, but nib
the fuel of the fire.

I see the Showrya we have at this point as this. He is at
the crossroads to choose who he wants to be. He has the ability to enjoy this
new found love, let Mehak grow into her own, be her support and confidante,
while still being this all-consuming love and passion of her life. Or he could feed
into his possessive and obsessive self and stifle her in the process.

To your question, I think wind just gives the
appearance of calm, but is the all-powerful element here.

@ Diya once again thank you for your kind words .
The best part of writing abstract for me is the beautiful interpretations I get .
They enrich and enhance what I want to say .
It is like standing on a cliff and calling out your name loudly and then you hear it echoing ... each the same name but with a different reverberation...
So the dimensions I get from the comments are truly valuable...
I love love your interpretation about Wind being this new Shaurya...this is so powerful...
I really love this opportunity to be able to talk to and listen to like minded people like you , who think beyond obvious , it fulfills that creative side of me that in the daily hum drum of life gets lost

@ Part 3 Aww tibs how poetic! 👏 how amazing it is those elements complement each other so perfectly despite being their worst? Mehrya love really has grown through stages when you analyse it deeply. I've always said that they complete each other. Not only are their each other's weakness but their strength as well 😳

Originally posted by: melissaR

@ Part 3 Aww tibs how poetic!👏 how amazing it is those elements complement each other so perfectly despite being their worst? Mehrya love really has grown through stages when you analyse it deeply. I've always said that they complete each other. Not only are their each other's weakness but their strength as well😳

Tibs so sorry for the late read! Do forgive me

No worries Mel ... we all get caught up in the daily grind ...
Yes surely these elements seem to be at loggerheads with each other , but surprisingly they compliment each other

Tibs

Originally posted by: Shamrouz

Tibs

Are you planning to write on 4th element wind now ??

And don't tell me it's about Nani🤣

Uff main keede makodon ke baare mein nahin likhti

Aur wind likh Chuki hoon
Haan kuch ghoom to raha hai Meri khopdi mein

Ye kya Maine sirf ek part hi pada part 2 and part 3 kab update hogayi 😕