MS:OS- Circular Interactions! - Page 20

ohhh she saved him!! awesomeee... love the ending.. simple words with alot of impact!!

That was a great ending to the kidnapping storyline!!!!!

Simply beautiful. Great work 😳

hands down to khushi's bravery for saving her proud husband llike that and for once i'm glad that aranv didn't deny his confession

Celebrating One Year Of IPK!

Heya my lovely IPKKNDians,

We guys finally turned 1! Man this is party time for all of us out there!🥳

Today is a very special day for us, our birthday, the day we all became one under one roof, and what was that binding force that bind all of us together? Our favorite daily time serial Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon. On 6^th June 2011, we glued ourselves to the screen to see the much hyped magical story of business tycoon Arnav Singh Raizada, and small town girl Khushi Kumari Gupta. It was the mingling of two households, people of upper and middle class, mingling due to the strings of their heart that tie them together. Most of us out here, didn't follow the show from the beginning, we started from between, some started much after, but whenever we did today we are now addicted to our life with this serial. At least for me a weekday doesn't pass without a lethal doze of IPKKND, I stick to the screen even before the air time just to see a glimpse of Khushi doing her silly antics, Arnav barking his head off, ArHi creating their magic, pervertwa Shyam up to his not so good plans, Anjali running after poojas, Manorama Mami and her hello bye byes, mutton aka Laxmi trotting about the Raizada premises causally.

Everything has been addiction, and it was today that we got it, we have complete one successful year, soaring high on TRP's, every show has its ups and downs, and ours had it too, but we still stuck to it like loyal fans did we not? Today our journey is passing a new millennium, lets join hands together to support this show until it goes off air, stick to the magic our SarUn create, appreciate the work of all the others on the crew, from the spot boys, to the directors, producers creative's, they all deserve as much credit as the actors do.

Today in my OS, even through I was on a breakdown of ideas and writing, still it being our first Anniversary together, I couldn't resist writing something on our ArHi, and so here it is on the song suggested by my bestie here Appy (aparna5293) , our favorite song till date the most magical moments of Teri Meri.

I leave you to now enjoy this OS I have written, hoping for a positive response.

Happy Anniversary to all!

Love you all,

Batool❤️

OS: Circular Interactions

Song: Teri Meri

Movie: Bodyguard

Dedicated to: aparna5293

He opened the glazed, brown paneled door of Shantivan and entered inside, welcomed by an erry silence in the house. Weird. He thought to himself, and took in fast forwards steps through the corridor shouting out Hari Prakash's name in the highest pitch humanly possible, finding the disintegrated sight of Hari Prakash stumbling down the steps, obviously frightened by the thunderous call, and landed straight at Arnav's feet being subject to his deadly glare.

"Where is everyone?",he asked in his normal icy tone to a hesitant Hari Prakash, who was panting heavily due to the pace he had applied descending the stairs.

"Everyone is gone to the Mandir, except Khushi Bhabhi.", he stammered, and to hide up the awkwardness, took in Arnav's bag from his hand, who grimly nodded and went up the stairs towards his room. He was only steps away from his room when his ear's registered the faint, yet familiar tune of music. His face grimaced at the sound of it, as beautiful memories surfaced back into his brain, bringing a small lingering smile to his perfectly chiseled face.

Teri Meri Meri Teri Prem Kahaani Hain Mushkil

Do Lafzun Mein Yeh Bayaan Na Ho Payein.

Recollecting those memories, he had almost stopped dead in his tracks, but quickly snapped out of the reverie of it and proceeded inside his room, the sound of the music along with its words becoming more and more clear now.

Standing at the door of his room, his eyes met with a very amusing yet unusual sight of his wife Khushi, crouched up on their king size bed, her back resting against the head rest wooden plank, with her legs outstretched in a relaxed position, and stomach bulging out. Of course, that huge baby bump of hers brought an instant smile to his face reminding him of the novelty of having a baby in a few months that would act as a living reminder of their unconditional love. The smile was immediately wiped out, replaced with a look of confusion as he gazed at the grotesque expression painted on her face. She had a huge grin playing on her lips, furiously blushing, while her eyes seem to be telling an entirely different story as they shed countless tears streaming down her rosy red cheeks. Her eyes were fixed on the 36 inches high LCD screen in the room, which as he moved further away from the door and inside the room, was not very mistakenly playing the video of their epic dance in Payal-Aakash sangeet function. He smirked to himself slightly seeing the characters of them onscreen in action, his taking her hand as a bewildered expression masked her face, complying her to dance with him.

Ek Ladka Aur Ek Ladki Ki Prem Kahaan Hain Nayein

Do Lafzun Mein Yeh Bayaan Na Ho Payein

But what really worried him was the offhanded look on her face and the play of multiple emotions being portrayed all in one singular moment. Taking huge strides towards where she was sitting her eyes still penetrating in to the TV screen, as if trying too look into the virtual layers of it. Making himself comfortable he sat next to her on the bed, and kept his hand on her hand that was iddly resting on her outstretched thigh.

"Suddenly this?",he asked casually trying to put up a small flickering smile on his face. She didn't seemed to have heard him that instance, but sensing the rough touch of his hand shifting on her smooth palm she craned her neck, to look into his soft molten bronze eyes, her own baby brown ones melting with the effect they left on her.

"Just collecting memories",she sighed and looked at the screen where she was twirling in his arms like a graceful fairy dancing with her prince charming.

"It's sad that I cant live through them anymore",she remarked sadly as fresh set of tears made its way down her red cheeks.

Ek Dujein Sein Huwein Juda

Jab Ek Dujein Key Liye Banein

His eyes suddenly seem to sting with unshed tears on her words, unknowingly hurting him more than anything else in the world. He didn't really get the logic behind her bizarre words but there was a distant inclination that told him, it was because of his obscure behavior towards her these days that she might be feeling this way. Not that he was not doing it intentionally, he was but that is what the doctor had told him to do. Khushi's case was a bit complicated and any interferences of sexual activity could lead to disastrous consequences. Even though he tried his best to keep in check his attitude with her but that gross anger of his always seemed to drown all his undying efforts.

"No Khushi, it's not like that."He told her assuring-ly squeezing her hands to let her know he would always be there. Her eyes drifted away from the image of her clad in green in his arms, hanging in mid air, but firmly supported by him whose hands wound around her slim waist. Slim waist. She repeated to herself in disgust, pitying the sight she was now, it was almost like living a daily nightmare when she looked at her obese form in the mirror.

"Really? Look at me (making a miserable face) I look disgusting now, I know you don't love me anymore.",she said glumly diverting her attention back to the video that was creating wonders on the LCD screen. Inside Arnav was whining to himself of his inability to say 'I love you', to her more often so that she would have her faith maintained on his unflattering love.

"I wish we could dance like this again.", she remarked hopefully, to a silent Arnav who was taking his time figuring out a convincing answer to prove his love.

"Do you want to?", he asked suddenly, intrigued by the imaginative scenes in his mind which as a matter of fact appeared to be very appealing. "Can we?",she looked into his eyes hopefully, to which he with merry eyes put a soft smile on his face and answered in the affirmative. Getting up from the bed, he discarded the coat he was wearing and went over to the other side of the bed, where Khushi was sitting watching every move of his, helping her get up, putting her hand in his and making her close to himself and pulled her to the center of the room directly in front of the screen.

"Do you want me to play the music from the start?",he asked tenderly, to which she happily nodded and he re-winded the video from the beginning and carefully not applying much pressure pulled her closer to himself, her smile not moving.

Teri Meri Meri Teri Prem Kahaani Hain Mushkil

Do Lafzun Mein Yeh Bayaan Na Ho Payein.

In gradual movement, he twirled her around not as rapidly as he use to do before, her baby bump constantly nagging him to keep his desires in check. Her smile just grew larger as he sensed her confidence being restored in him again. He slipped his hand around her waist which well appeared a bit weird as it had gone fairly larger making him feel a bit quirky after what had been winding his hands around her slender waist now and then. She was grinning stupidly at him now gladder than had ever been, giving a blind eye to his expression which had slightly flinched but soon after restored back to its originality.

Tujh Sein Dil Jo Lagaya Tou Jahan Maine Payaan

Kabhi Soccha Na Thawn You Millun Door Hoga Sayaan

She brought her hands from his shoulder around her his neck, trying to draw herself closer to him but the baby bump prevented her by coming in between their bodies and her smile automatically vanished from her face as she kept her eyes fixed on the bump that was coming out of her. Arnav removed one of his hands from her exclusively expanded waist and brought it up to her chin, using his fingers to have her looking up at him with a distressed look.

"That's our treasure in their",he reminded her giving her one of his rare brilliant smiles accompanied by his even rare soothing words. Her eyes grew tender as she bobbed her head up and down, and continued to slightly move about in their near to stationary positions, moving lightly even more impressed at all the attempts he was making to shake his rigid exterior.

Kyun Khuda Tune Mujhe Aisa Khuwaas Dekhaya

Jab Haqeeqat Mein Usein Torna Thawn

Slowly she moved away from his close grasp and circling one hand of hers still tightly in his grip as she smiled at him largely coming back towards him in graceful manner in an identical way as being in the screen in front, her green fabric flying away aimlessly as she happily let him enclose her in his arms back again swinging two and fro, her hips moving from one side to another in a exceptionally normal manner as if no external factors were affecting their dance. "Khushi slow down, it will hurt you and the baby" he told her in a frightened tone, scared for his baby and her well being.

"Arnav I am fine", she said happily clutching both his shoulders and urging him to move along with her.

"Khushi I said slow down", he said in a raised tone now stopping her dead in her movements, a frightened look surfacing her face.

"Erm, I was just dancing sorry.",she said hanging her head low, fearing that he was offended by her ways.

Ek Dojein Sein Huwein Juda

Jab Aik Dujein Key Liye Banein

Arnav softened down, shedding his hard exterior keeping a comforting hand of her shoulder, "I didn't say cant dance just calm down", he tried to be as gentle as possible so that she'd be alright, but seeing that glint of anger in him she had long given up the idea of dancing anymore entirely sure now that he was going out of his way to do all this, which she highly disapproved off.

Teri Meri Meri Teri Prem Kahaani Hain Mushkil

Do Lafzun Mein Yeh Bayaan Na Ho Payein

"I know, I wont dance anymore", she said softly keeping her hand on his cheek soothingly, and even sooner drawing it away from there making her way towards the bed shakily. Arnav looked at her in bafflement and disappointment, but held to her hand before it fleeted past him, stopping her effectively. She turned around to look at him, maintaining a 45 degree angle, and looked at him confused, to which he without answering moved in towards where she was now standing stationary. Standing face to face with her now, they looked into each others eyes, emotions running high, before much to her surprise he broke it off, and bent down, placing one of his hands under her knees the other one around her back and smoothly, shoved her off the ground and into his arms. He let out a gasp, as she shifted her weight in his arms, alarmed by the amount of weight she had gained, way beyond perception, he thought.

"God Khushi! You have become, heavier than I thought", he remarked slyly, as she let out a faint giggle, "Remember, that is two people you are carrying",she mocked at him, him in effect soothing down hearing her gearing up a light hearted discussion.

It wasn't the first time she was in his arms, maybe a trillion times; in fact they had met in the same way, her tripping on her golden glittery duppata, and before she knew where she was, her eyes opened to a sight of two passionate eyes boring into her scared ones. But that was different, however she loved the way how symbolically everything in their life which was very special to her, was usually red and green. Her eyes went over to the screen in front where his hands were clutching her bare waist, just above her waist line covered with her bottle green sari. And it was the first time, when she knew those arms would always give her the safety she had yearned for years, and now today after almost a year and half, she back in his arms carrying within her the souvenir of their love.

"Arnav you can keep me down, I wound't like your knees buckling with my weight" she smiled at him, to which he shook his head giving her another one of his rare smiles.

" I don't do those work outs for nothing", he said with that lop sided smile of hers, as she retreated her hand from around his neck, spreading them out like a free bird. Doing that, he clumsily spinned around with her, her weight causing slight hindrance in the motion. But they knew they were having the time of their life, nobody could understand the things between them. The spin to on lookers was just a spin, but to them it was their life story, their love story, which had always been lost in some kind of whirlpool, spinning here and there, cutting out edges and then joining the pool again.

Teri Meri Batun Ka Har Lamha Sab Sein Anjaana

Do Lafzun Mein Yeah Bayaan Na Ho Payein

As they together, like intertwined bodies moved around in circles, memories rushed in their brains, the first fall, the aukaad nautanki, office policies, the almost rain hug, construction sight fiasco, her resignation, her returning as Lavanya's teacher in Raizada mansion, all those moments together, Payal and Aakash's engagement, breaking up both of their engagements with Lavanya and Shyam, the much hyped marriage, sangeet, teri meri dance, the first kiss, intense eye locks, jealousy pangs, breeding of misunderstandings, marriage on the terms of hatred, six month contract marriage, the swami play, Gupta house stay, the atrocious kidnapping, her saving him, their first actual hug, clearing of misunderstanding, chucking Shyam out of their lives, holding Di together, consummation, and now here they were together waiting for their moments of happiness. They had come an exceptionally long way, the journey had not been easy, not even a bit, it was battle of hatred and love, money and relationships, virtues and power, those two star crossed, diametrically opposed lovers were finally together in their own bliss together.

Har Ehsaas Mein Ty Hain Har Ek Yaad Mein Tera Afsaana

Do Lafzun Mein Yeh Bayaan Na Ho Payein

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P.S: So how was it guys? I hope it justified the essence of IPK till today, though I know its nowhere near to the magic ArHi create on screen but I have tried my best to put up with their magic.

Lot of love to our entire cast and crew for bringing something so exclusive to us, the clich idea of angry boss- funny secretary love had been taken to a whole new level by the mystic magic SaRun have created, as well as out exceptional supporting cast, from pervert Shyam, to Pujali to Detective MR to Payalia and Aakkash Babuwa, not to forget our hardworking pair of laxmi and Hari Prakash. We love them all, hoping for another joyous year with IPK.

So leave back your comments behind, I love them all, and this being special dedication I am hoping for a more overwhelming response.

Love,

Batool

Reswa:D
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wowww batool finally u posted and dedicated to me that too on ipk anniversary, best gift for me :*

and m here again:D

actually was wondering what exactly in it as u told it too k u 5 hres.

So khushi is pregnant and watching their own TM dance, and crying for her weight gain lol hahaaa

u fully conc. On waist u know that?;)
he still donno how to say ILU fool but i love him more :D

arnav is such a jerk sometimes , aftr marriage and having baby now,
yelling at poor girl for just dancing lil, he shud learn smthing from akash babua lol

when i starte reading whole jrny, and u stopped at consummation, i thought u wud go further enough to fill dec 12 story;)
that was such amazing ride, each and every scene/moment to remember:*

and arnavs carrying her and moving in circular motinon was awww.
Enjoying their company.

Ohh i forgot, i didn miss to write about his over protectiveness about baby.:D

absolutely loved it batool, thank u soo much , i have huge grin on face reading this. Love u:*

this is what i cud type for now, wl tell u more if get chance to.:D

awww!!!!👏 this was beautiful ya!!!! 😊

Aww...Loved it!!