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Hai Bhagwan:
But today, I couldn't take my eyes OFF Nakul's face. I have said this before, he has grown beyond what I thought he was ever capable of. I caught him now and then during the two years of PKDHMMPP, and he was *nothing* close to this, he was the quintessential dorky chocolate boy and therefore he did NOT rock this mature woman's boat-- at all. I thought he'd been miscast for this one, honestly, but Gul Khan, I eat my words and my doubts of your ability to spot a star, tonight.
Barun became Arnav, just Arnav for me after such a performance, and today Nakul became, really became, Shivaay.
But what an acting talent!Nakul displayed so many emotions with literally no dialogue, I was in awe- -and it was such a range, from excitement of seeing her looking so ethereal, the happiness of the family dance, the sheer attraction and sensuality of the dance where he holds her with fierce possessiveness, with need, where he takes the opportunity to actually touch her like he's probably dreamt of, in his darkest fantasies. And -- and those were some sexy and unusual moves-- smelling her hair, looking down at her hand as it touched his body for the first time, holding her skin up to his lips, letting himself just feel..but still, it was there. You could see him deliberately doing those with a desperation of a man knowing--this is the last time. The last time he has the ijazat, the last seconds with her that he can have for a lifelong memory --and then, that fleeting moment when he was touching that hand, the pain-- this is the hand he truly longs to hold forever.
All expressed in literally two minutes.
And then the powerhouse acting began and I sobbed loudly enough to make the couch shake. He shifted from that moment of protective alpha wolf reacting to his mate being touched by some other, to full blown dread, the instinct that something horrible is coming down on you, that you cannot control or avoid, that split second of the accident when everything changes, and you feel utter and complete fear. Then, lighting fast, to devastation, when Daksh does attempt No. 3... the panic, the buildup of the frenzy to stop this nonsense, this desecration of Anika... when she says no, at first, there is this moment of blazing triumph--I know her, you asshole, I know HER... and then when she says yes...shock, disbelief. Dare I say it--betrayal.
I could not look away from him, like he couldn't look away from her, stricken, like some dream he didn't even know he cherished was being strangled to death in front of him.. the sheer helplessness... the question, how? how can you let him touch you, how can you do this to us? To the almost instant awareness of loss... ring wearing scene, where he is framed behind her, just uncontrolled, his naam, paisa, power all meaningless, for once, his eyes on the death of a world and a life he could have had, the loss so big he cannot even understand its parameters yet...oooff.
And when he looks at her, really looks at her, seconds after she has become another man's treasure, no longer the wild free force of nature he wants but cannot have (and now does not have the right to even dream of) --that moment of despair when his eyes change color, dark grey of dread giving way to the icy blue gloss of tears, of ruin...
W0h towel kaha rakhi mene? Rudra aur Om use kara hoga, usko bhi aasu hai na... Chalta hai, chalta hai. Sharing is caring. Koi aur le lungi. Tum bhi le lena, cotton wali, scene dekhne ke baad.
Tissue box bhi nahi chalega, bhai log ...small face towel saath me rakhna..
SO MANY emotions today, for the first time I've seen a Hindi serial with the couple dancing, and I couldn't give a damn. I will absolutely say, the dance we have all been obsessed with was practically unnoticed for me, there was JUST too much else going on. Nakul's performance for me stole the whole show. I know Surbhi nailed it, but I am just assuming she did, I don't think I watched her for more than 5 minutes of the whole time ( AND I KNOW, I KNOW, REWATCH karna hoga, to catch her expressions and delivery as well, so I can have a mini heart attack from too much feels and leave this forum and head straight to the hospital).
SO MANY emotions today, for the first time I've seen a Hindi serial with the couple dancing, and I couldn't give a damn. I will absolutely say, the dance we have all been obsessed with was practically unnoticed for me, there was JUST too much else going on. Nakul's performance for me stole the whole show. I know Surbhi nailed it, but I am just assuming she did, I don't think I watched her for more than 5 minutes of the whole time ( AND I KNOW, I KNOW, REWATCH karna hoga, to catch her expressions and delivery as well, so I can have a mini heart attack from too much feels and leave this forum and head straight to the hospital).
But today, I couldn't take my eyes OFF Nakul's face. I have said this before, he has grown beyond what I thought he was ever capable of. I caught him now and then during the two years of PKDHMMPP, and he was *nothing* close to this, he was the quintessential dorky chocolate boy and therefore he did NOT rock this mature woman's boat-- at all. I thought he'd been miscast for this one, honestly, but Gul Khan, I eat my words and my doubts of your ability to spot a star, tonight.
Barun became Arnav, just Arnav for me after such a performance, and today Nakul became, really became, Shivaay.
But what an acting talent!Nakul displayed so many emotions with literally no dialogue, I was in awe- -and it was such a range, from excitement of seeing her looking so ethereal, the happiness of the family dance, the sheer attraction and sensuality of the dance where he holds her with fierce possessiveness, with need, where he takes the opportunity to actually touch her like he's probably dreamt of, in his darkest fantasies. And -- and those were some sexy and unusual moves-- smelling her hair, looking down at her hand as it touched his body for the first time, holding her skin up to his lips, letting himself just feel..but still, it was there. You could see him deliberately doing those with a desperation of a man knowing--this is the last time. The last time he has the ijazat, the last seconds with her that he can have for a lifelong memory --and then, that fleeting moment when he was touching that hand, the pain-- this is the hand he truly longs to hold forever.
All expressed in literally two minutes.
And then the powerhouse acting began and I sobbed loudly enough to make the couch shake. He shifted from that moment of protective alpha wolf reacting to his mate being touched by some other, to full blown dread, the instinct that something horrible is coming down on you, that you cannot control or avoid, that split second of the accident when everything changes, and you feel utter and complete fear. Then, lighting fast, to devastation, when Daksh does attempt No. 3... the panic, the buildup of the frenzy to stop this nonsense, this desecration of Anika... when she says no, at first, there is this moment of blazing triumph--I know her, you asshole, I know HER... and then when she says yes...shock, disbelief. Dare I say it--betrayal.
I could not look away from him, like he couldn't look away from her, stricken, like some dream he didn't even know he cherished was being strangled to death in front of him.. the sheer helplessness... the question, how? how can you let him touch you, how can you do this to us? To the almost instant awareness of loss... ring wearing scene, where he is framed behind her, just uncontrolled, his naam, paisa, power all meaningless, for once, his eyes on the death of a world and a life he could have had, the loss so big he cannot even understand its parameters yet...oooff.
And when he looks at her, really looks at her, seconds after she has become another man's treasure, no longer the wild free force of nature he wants but cannot have (and now does not have the right to even dream of) --that moment of despair when his eyes change color, dark grey of dread giving way to the icy blue gloss of tears, of ruin...
I'm tearing up...
W0h towel kaha rakhi mene? Rudra aur Om use kara hoga, usko bhi aasu hai na... Chalta hai, chalta hai. Sharing is caring. Koi aur le lungi. Tum bhi le lena, cotton wali, scene dekhne ke baad.
