my understanding of Amrita, Imroz, Sahir & their unique dynamics
Sahir’s love made her restless. He was like a gust of wind, reaching her for moments, then withering into a smothering air. She could feel him, his presence but never touch him. He was there with her, in memory, in thoughts, in poetry and the ink of her pen but never in flesh. His love excited her but didn’t satiate her desires.
But Imroz was her anchor. When her boat rocked in the turmoils caused by her circumstances, he placated her. But though, he stabilised her, he also set her free. Free from any expectations or formalities. Like a kite she’d take flight, a string loosely in his hands, interlacing around his fingers. She still felt Sahir’s wind from time to time but he did not mind. For he was grateful enough to have her. & if her heart beat for another one at the same time, he accepted all without fright.
