When a soldier fights for the country, his family licks the wounds.
And in her gauntlet of trials, she moves with her husband, a British Soldier, into an ancient house of British heritage on the moor, which seemed to her the home of respite. She loves breathing in the air coming through the rustic landscape and walking the bucolic streets by the quaint houses of stones.
She flourishes to become a wedded wife in red of her face and fights the consequences of all the battles her husband has fought. Patiently and approvingly. She is indeed a good wife and even more beautiful against the idyllic charm of Rugby. As if every scenic beauty brightens for her adornment.
Until one shady day under the dramatic skies, she is persuaded to embark on a life of war. To fulfill that which he couldn't complete. And in her propensity to the gauntlet thrown down on her, you see, like any other person, she tends to go easy on herself while writing the most difficult chapters of her life.
One must say that the original Author of Lady Chatterley's Lover D.H. Lawrence has emotionally yet dauntlessly discussed the unconventional love affair of a married woman having a lover other than her husband.
In my opinion, two strangers make the best friendship. They discover each other with empty minds and clear hearts. They speak one language, a language that unites them out of loneliness. She discovers, to her surprise, that war is relinquishing freedom and hedonic happiness, and perhaps making peace could destroy the warmakers.
Because marriage was never ceremonious; a wedding is. She eventually arrives at the fire of pleasure, burning for love, and finally exploding into the wilderness of sweat droplets that he liquors up to recover her composure. And that made them blind to look through the steamy window.
Her lover inspires her to happiness through pleasure. Now, will the mutinous wife of an army man battle against the war of a sinful affair to seek its righteous end?
Authored By
Zain Khan