Hear my voice - answer my prayer.
The way Priya's voices sounded - sadness, despair, grief, stupidity, delirium, conceit, sincerity and hypocrisy, love and hate. Too many things.
The main one was one voice - Ram, his prayers to Priya and to the Goddess. Now he understands that he has received the living incarnation of the very Goddess as his wife and will go on a journey between Heaven and Hell, if only to return her.
Among the holding back crowd, he heard only her. And we heard only their hearts. Their story has taken a new turn, a real bade achhe lagte hain. Priya will definitely dance again, never alone again.
I can't be positive like you, but I have to say that somehow your takes are soothing to read, even if I don't always see the situation in a rosy light. There's an honesty and goodness that shines in whatever you write. It's lyrical.