Originally posted by: misti73
🤣 🤣Thank you Angie.
Bholu and RB are like two peas in a pod...they are so entertaining. I was laughing throughout this VM...So do you regret giving up your gardening for making this VM? Best part was Radhika's bemused look and at the end "I have had enough look"...i liked your interpretation and you are welcome.
Misti, you are welcome. Really glad that you like this one. I kill plants, so I only do weeding. So what do you think? So if there is a choice between weeding and making this VM...
I had so much fun. Usually I listen to lyrics few times and let them absorb for few days. Then only when I can think of half scenes, I start making the VM as then it takes me less time. But here I started almost immediately. I just took that initial meeting scene, muted the volume and added the music. Then I was laughing so much watching it. The expressions were so great that I hated to edit parts here.
Also I did want to use both of their "Radhika choosing blood vs. her husband" dialogues as both had thrown those repeatedly in each other's face. But somehow the scenes were not working with the whole music thing. So had to discard that idea. Instead I used these lines where Bholu stakes claim to Phullu as his wife. In prompt, RB announces her as his daughter and also gleefully informs everyone that she as a owner of RP trust is going to give him Bholu's precious Muth. So he was rubbing it in Bholu's face and also deliberating opening that champagne bottle to irritate him. Of course he succeeded quite well. So then the other round of war of words started.
Also both are so entertaining that any war has to result in stalemate. Radhika's expressions of bemusement, anger and dismay went so well with the song that I had to end it on her. She does that "I have enough" look. First she tries to stop the fight by screaming at them to stop. They do stop but then start again until she is totally tired of it.
In fact, the scenes after the initial meeting were also funny. Both insulted each other well and in equal measure. But Bholu was nursing his wounded ego on the beach and RB was doing by drinking and brooding in his own room.
In future, both can sit together in PB, drink and insult each other. The difference would be that RB would be drinking whisky and Bholu would be drinking chukander (beetroot) soup that Radhika would make for him as a substitute for wine.
