Let’s get this out of the way: I live in a common family. If you do too, you know exactly what it entails. The experience may be too huge to put words on but don’t worry because Durdana from Dil Wali Gali Mein Summated in a short sentence in section 4. Mujji’s mother, who does not pay tribute, but declared appropriate that families do not deal with excuses or gratitude.

If you are even a little aware of how familial relationships work on this side of the world, you may find yourself nodding to these words of wisdom. Apart from, everything sounds wise if heard in isolation; It even feels ideal. But living in a common family system is not the piece of cake that an outsider might see it as.

When that said, the ending of Dil Wali Gali Mein Not only drew the curtain on Deeju and Mujji’s love story, but also brought the overall theme – the sales site of the series – Full Circle. Just ask Deeju and Mujji if Rocky Gift Life does not promise nothing but the reminder that no village of love is without its mistake – a reality that you and I are painfully familiar with. Apart from crowning a love story for the hopeless romantics to complain, it tells the story of you and I, and we all combined.

In addition to a type of love

Unlike Deeju and Mujji, however, you do not have to be married to understand this fly in the ointment, although marriage becomes a tempting object to penetrate. The hurricane accuses the butterfly and all that.

Dil Wali Gali Mein Shows us what it is like to be part of a common family system. It delineates problems in paradise, drawing a polyptych of prickly family heads, pleasing relatives and small nags. It tracks fine lines over a smooth canvas before painting it again and again with bold stroke. It’s a fake perfection just to show you how bitter reality can be.

But like the unspoken excuses and thanks, this is not things you are meant to say out loud. Sometimes you don’t even allow you to feel them.

Like a gear in this machine, you are probably not a stranger to delight everyone who breathes the same air as you do. There may be times when your home, which for others usually consists of a small family, feels too big for you. It is difficult to avoid the feeling when you know that you are being observed and sometimes controlled by more than just your parents. It makes autonomy conditional.

There may be times when you feel that you are overlooking yourself, pushing boundaries that are already blurred for you and lets your space invaded. But you can’t help yourself. It’s just life for you now or it’s been your life ever since you were born.

You are used to pampering your relatives. You enjoy it, even. But you are also gracious host of resentment. You can’t help it. The door to your room is widely open and anyone can come in. Someone at all.

However, the problem is that it is not right if it comes from a loved one, right? Such are things when you all live under the same roof.

They certainly believe well when they impose restrictions on your lifestyle or make their nag for your problem. There is definitely a bright side for Deeju to be forced to accept her in -laws of teaching to spare them the pain of hiring new faculty. The most reasonable way out of these litigation is definitely being patience and being the bigger person. But how long do you wait until that patience becomes toxic?

A resonating theme

Last year we saw similar patterns in Noor Jahan – A series that drove the point home by giving the protagonist and antagonist the same first name. Although this was an appropriate merger of politics and domestic power, the two series beat with the same rhythm and repeat the same message.

Noor Jahan made us realize that you don’t really know anyone until you start living with them, for better or for worse. Like Noor Bano, you can very easily become a piece of someone else’s board, a peasant in someone else’s game until you start playing back. But let fire fight fire, and everything in between is caught flames.

However, it is likely that your domestic matches are not like Noor Banos Pistol-Blowing Life. The ordinary person may not be so familiar with dangerous landscapes, blood-for-blood-revenge or long-term schemes, but we understand Sumbul’s need to please the only family she knows, we sympathize with how often Safinas swallow her rage, and we feel for Murad’s inability of Fathom, how quickly his own loved ones can change.

Similarly, we understand Deeju and Mujji’s situation when it comes to navigating a marriage between two families who stopped being amicable conditions with each other a long time ago. The result? A home in many people and consequently many nags.

But cynicism aside, not using the words “sorry” and “thank you” in your household should not always signal conflict. In fact, it shows how fast conflict is expected to be resolved that love prevails over half -hearted words and hard feelings. A person in another part of the world may not understand what our mini-society can mean to us, but it hardly matters.

Conflict is an inevitable disadvantage when two people live together, so much less many more than that. But what is also prevailed is the instinct to help each other, to brave heights and lowness in tandem and to meet external conflicts together. Just as Deeju and Mujji are able to overcome their differences when their families put their contempt and intervene to save marriage.

For sometimes love is not simple. Sometimes it exists in agitating grocery stores and violations of family portraits. Sometimes it accompanies the bedtime stories from your aunt and Candy store hunting with your cousins. Sometimes it is the noise you return to that distracts you from your personal despair. Sometimes ‘love’ is a word too little to a heart that is big enough to keep your family of many.

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