Originally posted by: cineraria
Hey behena, when you said you felt something in your head (I read that as felt something on your head) and I wondered tere sir pe ola gir gaya tha kya?😆) and hey devi maiyya, you almost turned into Mihir. Gosh dude, that Mihir-Mandira track was so bad, it totally spoiled Kyunki. And what crazy people were we, line se used to watch all Ekta Kapoor's K dramas, except Kahani Ghar Ghar Ki, (me and Bhai hated the heroin) and you know which one used to be our favorite show? Kahin Kissi Roz - the one that started the trend of plastic surgeries in desi TV, after that toh we have had that happen in almost every show. 😆.
Dude, I mean even KKR was so much crap with one woman Ramola Sikand killing all and still we used to watch it, open mouthed.
Now I tell you my incident, Kahin Kisi Roz used to come at 11 at night, and me and Bhai since we had school would often go to sleep at ten. So we used to watch the repeat at 4 in the afternoon. I used to always sit in a small plastic caned chair, swinging at back and forth on its hind legs and taken the bed ka corner for support. And bhai used to lie on the bed.
Four O clock struck, that Kahin Kisi Roz title song in Sunidhi Chauhan's vocals played and as usual I increased the volume and with a slackened jaw in anticipation moved towards the chair without looking. Bhai too wasn't looking, and he just lifted up the chair to play with it before I sat. And sat I did, expecting the chair and fell on ground instead with my skull hitting the sharp edge of the bed.
Next what I remember is my entire head in blood and my brother shrieking and crying. Although I didn't faint or anything (I have never fainted in my life, hell when I saw Khushi fainting every now and then I used to wonder what's wrong with the girl and more so, wow man, whatever does it feel like to faint. 😆)
And yeah I got stitches and every thing, when I was scared of the needle getting into my head, Papa asked me to pray and I started screaming Ram Ram Ram Ram so loudly that every one rushed towards me that what happened. Then the doc said if I didn't allow them to stitch my head, I might get balled from that place (of course a doc's sly tactic to convince the little girl) and I went all crazy. "No please sew my head, sew my head😆, I don't want to go balled."
That Kahin kisi Roz episode till date remains unseen. 😆
PS: Don't know it was wooing or whatever, I guess it is some family custom in my maternal side that the guy needs to sing. 😆
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