Part 1:
When I first read this part a few days ago, I was just absolutely fascinated by the fact that the story started in Arnav's childhood. Of course the shows today leave much to ponder upon, for example we still have no idea what turned MSK into the AYM that he is. Was it sameera or was it something that happened in his childhood? Granted there was a picture of him smiling in his memories room but it could have just as well been a mirage. The point is, it was a welcome change to see the story build up from the very beginning.
you should read my FF Maan ki Lagan to know more about this ...🤣 i left it half way, but the parts u are looking for will probably fit it !!! 😉Princess you did a fab job raising the graph by explaining how well respected the parents were, how much Arnav was scared of the dad and why his dad behaved the way he did, the way he called his parents Po and Mo, how he always backed out of things he initially asked for, how he didn't like his Di very much and why, how mom's beautiful voice had earned her the khitab of Koyal etc. Wonderfully woven.
Thanks my darling ...🤗 i thought, all this would only make us relate to the characters more .. and having watched DMG, Geet .. i know the makers may not delve much into the past, since they would lose ground over the present .. so i am putting my idle dimag to work !!!😆But what stole the cake in this part was the sensitivity with which you showed the mother son daily bonding.😍 My heart just dropped a few inches at the way that was described. Relationships and their interlacing just move me. This one nailed it beautifully. Simply amazing and just sooo touching.
i loved writing that bit myself and i got emotional ... 😛One thing I found absolutely intriguing was the fact that when Anjali wanted to go in at seeing her parents fight, it was Arnav who stopped her. It just went to show how composed and thoughtful he was even at such delicate age. Kudos to you for thinking of that. And then, for Arnav, there was no looking back from there. His sister's vulnerability went on to becoming his greatest strength and greatest weakness. Bravo Angel! So heartfelt! Loved this Part for so many reasons!
my younger brother is more sensible and balanced than i am .. so thats where it came from .. m ever ready to jump the gun 🤣 real life inspiration you seee😛
Part 2:
This was probably the saddest part in all that I've read so far! But extremely crucial in building the story. Another comparison with Geet sorry just can't help it. Remember how torturous the whole hoshiyarpur track was? Uff I couldn't bear watching even just Maneet scenes of those days! It was heavy, depressing and felt so dramatic. But suffice to say, there was nothing unreal about it. Things like those happen all too often in real world haina?
i get it ... you love maaneet 😆 no no sorry ... you are obsessed with em 😉
Daddy died an unfortunate and untimely death. Sunita who had become the kids' guardian angel since the horrible day, was a helpless woman against her husband's malevolent ways. It's never easy bringing a new person into a family, especially when one is so rich! People's intentions are very hard to predict from just their initial sweetness!! urrf CC! Anyway, the tragedy continued as due to uncle Anjali ended up apaahij for life, kids got kicked out of the house and finally, got sent to a totally unknown city, and all this with burden of raising each other for the brother sister duo. What catastrophe! 😡😭
the way you react, you emosanally amuse me ... i love love you 🤗like i love love you 😆
Arnav and Anjali's assorted blues were heart wrenching🥺! Both were of a little different age group and had different issues, but one thing was common, they had lost their most trusted support system. Their entire adjustment period, the way Anjali turns to God as a means of dealing with sorrows, and the way Arnav turns just the opposite, brilliant! 👏
again personal experience of adjusting to a new place every year, meeting new people, not relating ... everythiing comes from personal experience, but the nautanki in me just over dramatised the bit when it came to Arnie and Anjy...
Part 3:
It was cool to see the journey of Arnav, the way he tactfully saw not the work but the art behind it, the way he charmed even a goon's stoned heart, the way he had the zest for money only for his sister's sake, and even as a bad little boy, the way he didn't want free money, was again sooo deeply touching🤢. I loved how everything revolved around his sister because in reality, she was all he had left who he could call his own now! And thus, she had become his reason to live. His Junoon. His quest for life. His center of the universe. It just continues melting me princess! 🤔
i am filmy to the core .. and you are worse .. maine likhke socha .. log kahenge .. kya filmy kahani likhi hai .. aur tumne ne usey lap up kar liia .. well wad are friends for 😆
Tragedies like these grow up kids so quickly na? He was not only streamlining his own thoughts but he was even advising mami to do something with her hobby, and saw a business prospect in that as well. I guess business mind was in his blood.⭐️ And I guess his father's endless training came in handy after all. He managed to do well even in school. 👍🏼
glad you liked manorama matchings ...😆
And the song is back. Can't wait for P4!😍
Part 4:
Damn I forgot you broke this down into smaller parts! Which means I am yet to continue yearning for my most awaited part! Offo nand kisore! I guess it's P5 and P6! Theek hai theek hai! Jao maaf kiya! LOL! Since there is plenty of PAR in this part too!!! 😉🤣
sab ko batana zaroori hai ke tumne yeh pehle se pada hai 😡😆
Though the miserable phase had passed, this update too was just as nerve wrecking. You just reminded your viewers of all he had gone through in Part 1 and 2. I remember reading this and reminiscing! How each song I have ever heard have a phase associated with it. When I listen to Taal and Hamesha songs, I remember those long car rides with my muh bola bhai in college days that he adored so much. When I listen to man kyun behka and bhoori bhoori aankho wala and savere wali gaadi se, I remember my childhood, the songs I grew up listening to under my dad's radio listening fancy. When I listen to na jane kahan se aayi hai, I remember 8th grade, with my 6 gal friends right across from school behind a mandir ka khandar, where one of my friends would dance to and show us her mimic of Sridevi in her own style. When today I listen to Hari Om Sharan ya anup jalota bhajans of the early 90's, I remember how my mom would play them every morning loudly to wake me up because I loved waking upto them so much and just couldn't sleep once they started playing even if I wanted to. Vagera vagera vagera, every song that ever touched me, has a story to tell. Now imagine listening to a song for so many years of your life, waking up in its comfort, being so bloody attached to it, and then, that very song becoming the worst enemy of your life because it is now associated with the most hated person of your life! Uff I totally felt for Arnav. Mera kuch nahi ho sakta! 😔
as i read wad u wrote i went back to relate to all my songs ... ROJA being the first movie .. khuda gawa being played by dad at all times as it was his fav, ole ole being the first dhinchak number, being slapped by dad for singing singing sexy sexy in an antakshari cos he had warned me before that i shdnt sing it, class 2,3,4, 5 went into aping Madhuri's dresses in didi tera devar with that big cut, yeh mausam ka jadoo waala red dress, mayini mayini waala suit ... and lastly 9th std main pehla pehla pyaar hai waala dress... yes i was born filmy ..🤣 7th standard main short hair meant people called me bobby deol ... cos soldier had just come in .. 9th salman obsession continued with many of his movies ...i shall stop now cos i dont want the whole world t know how olfd i am if they havent ffigured it out already...🤣
The rest that followed was very well written princess.👏 The tension was building in my mind too because I was not given a precap you see😆! I actually pondered on the possibility that may be it could be his mother. IMAGINE!!!😲 The racing, the frantic searching, the restlessness, the walking out of house in a fit of rage, my heart went MAAHII ve Rabba at my AYM Arnav❤️. Haaye. What moved me the most was, when he got closer to the song, he got so drawn to and mesmerized by it yet again. How deep into his soul must this song have been residing all these years, into his psyche, his subconscious mind where he has stopped going forever. The dhun still has the same effect on him. Beautifully portrayed darling!😍
offfo 😉
I loved that you justified how he managed to hear a girl singing in his bedroom. She was actually singing it into a speaker. 🤣! Thank god! Warna you know how these things usually go in Hindi serials right?
well, dint think abt it so deeply but yes presumed he wud hear it only cos it came thro a speaker ...!!!!
Arnav already moved by her innocence and her eyes! And this is the landmark that starts the Phingolis, rangolis, and angolis of our very own HDJND FF! Rabba vey, rabba vey ho ho rabba vey!!! ❤️🤢☺️
WOW! So well written! The authority in his voice, the pain in his eyes, and the anger on his face, just made her want to obey him without knowing who what and why! Meri aadhi jaan yahin pe nikal gayi! 🤢
Ab hai intezaar, bahot bahot bahot besabri se! Age ke parts ka! Niihhuuu yeh tumne mere saat kya kar diya! 🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢 yet another deadly smiley for you deadly girl! 🤢🤣
stop complaining if ppl knoiw wad u have access to, no one will want me to PM them ...😉
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ it so farrr 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗
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