How IB is made *Troll post*

I always used to wonder if the writers were even in the same room when they wrote the show. I watched Thursday's episode and thanks to my creative writing course I think I figured out how their meetings work. Bear with me this is long.

So, the writing process starts at writer #1 house. Some background information he/she always dreamed of becoming a crime writer and is diehard fan of Savdhaan India - India Fights Back. Stumbling across an episode about a cheating husband and his mistress planning to murder his wife the creativity started flowing. The enthralling tale had everything romance, suspense, action, and drama. Inspired by the harrowing tale of the strong woman fighting back against her abusers a lightbulb goes off and Jhanvi's nightmarish marriage comes to life. All that was missing was an unbelievably dumb wife, a female ACP that wears her uniform under her clothes, a brightly decorated hotel room, and a twist with gharwali and baharwali working together...

or are they?????

What seems real is an illusion and what seems fake is real. In classic case of art imitating life Jhanvi's life is filled with twists and turns in every corner. Will Jhanvi's weak heart give out? Is Tej really dead? Was this all Tejlana's plan along? Will Jhanvi be jailed by her fake bahu/female ACP for the murder? Will she get a room next to Bua Maa in the mental asylum? The ideas flowing nonstop, he/she pens remarkable dialogues like "Mera Tej" as she cries over his body after he tried to murder her and Svetlana's classic "Just Shut up, Tia" becomes "Just Shut up, Jhanvi" walking through the hotel lobby with an upright, but very dead Tej. Satisfied with the result he/she ties the draft to the homing pigeon provided by the PH, which heads straight to Writer #2 house.

Meanwhile at writer #2 house he/she is experiencing a terrible case of writer's block after a bad breakup. After a few replays of Kuch Kuch Hota Hai the clouds start to part and the inspiration came rushing back. Recalling the causal "Oh wow... you have a heart. I didn't know that" after his/her heart was broken into a million pieces resulted in all the hurt, anger, and indignation rushing out. Slowly reaching for the notebook with trembling hands the anguish from the breakup spills onto the white piece of paper resulting in "Tumhe nahi pata tha?" With a cup of hot chocolate, he/she waits by the window watching the storm clouds in the distance as Rahul's "Kuch kuch hota hai Anjali, tum nahi samjhogi" echoes throughout the quiet room.

***Flashback: The homing pigeon left writer#1's house with the draft. Haila! A storm! The homing pigeon confused and disoriented lands in nearby haveli with badly dressed people.

Back to the present, writer #3, who was known as Captain Obvious during his/her college days only writes for OBros scenes nowadays. Striving for conversations with depth he/she pens meaningful dialogues like "Grass is green, water is wet, and Shivaay doesn't care about Naam, Khoon, Khaandaan anymore." The last couple of months of verbal assurance, action, and the complete collapse over the separation didn't get the message across, but its official now because it's a poolside topic of conversation. For the millionth time, don't blink or you'll miss it... all that matters to Stone Singh Oberoi is "PYAR" in other words only "LOVE" matters to him now. Just in case you didn't understand the momentous meaning behind the previous sentence ...this means his obsession with Naam, Khoon, Khaandaan is over. Over as in a thing of the past.

Here is a visual representation if the months of the show weren't enough.

***Homing pigeon left the ceremony mid-way because things got weird. 100 pigeons suddenly appeared out of nowhere and ruined the event by pooping on everyone. There was yelling and people running. Amid the chaos the homing pigeon flew out the nearest exit and dashed to writer #2, #3, and #4 house.

At writer #4 house the accumulation of weeks of material being rejected by those who can't see or understand the beauty of arcs resulted in creative constipation. Art and creativity is directly linked to the heart, but the constant critiques left her/him hurt and scarred. All the unpleasant feelings like anger, unhappiness, feelings of rejection and uncertainty about the future came tumbling out. Channeling the hurt led to soulful dialogues like "Aisa lagta hai mera hunar hi mujshe naraaz hai" and "Don't ask why, just say Shivaay." What was the point of the separation? When will Pinky be exposed? Why don't they just talk? Why did Om ask Gauri to stay? Why didn't Rudra get an annulment? Why can't the female leads be stronger? Staring out the window waiting for the pigeon to arrive the answer to all the questions came out in a soft whisper..."the arc." After the homing pigeon arrives writer #4 collects all the drafts and out of solidarity the drafts/dialogues are combined... voila IB is born.

This is a joke and not meant to be taken seriously at all. I have so much work to do, but I don't want to do it 😆

**** Edit******

Glad you enjoyed it. IB provides so much troll-worthy material and I have a problem with procrastination.Win-win 😆

Originally posted by: onlyrani

I always used to wonder if the writers were even in the same room when they wrote the show. I watched Thursday's episode and thanks to my creative writing course I think I figured out how their meetings work. Bear with me this is long.

So, the writing process starts at writer #1 house. Some background information he/she always dreamed of becoming a crime writer and is diehard fan of Savdhaan India - India Fights Back. Stumbling across an episode about a cheating husband and his mistress planning to murder his wife the creativity started flowing. The enthralling tale had everything romance, suspense, action, and drama. Inspired by the harrowing tale of the strong woman fighting back against her abusers a lightbulb goes off and Jhanvi's nightmarish marriage comes to life. All that was missing was an unbelievably dumb wife, a female ACP that wears her uniform under her clothes, a brightly decorated hotel room, and a twist with gharwali and baharwali working together...

Back to the present, writer #3, who was known as Caption Obvious during his/her college days only writes for OBros scenes nowadays. Striving for conversations with depth he/she pens meaningful dialogues like "Grass is green, water is wet, and Shivaay doesn't care about Naam, Khoon, Khaandaan anymore." The last couple of months of verbal assurance, action, and the complete collapse over the separation didn't get the message across, but its official now because it's a poolside topic of conversation. For the millionth time, don't blink or you'll miss it... all that matters to Stone Singh Oberoi is "PYAR" in other words only "LOVE" matters to him now. Just in case you didn't understand the momentous meaning behind the previous sentence ...this means his obsession with Naam, Khoon, Khaandaan is over. Over as in a thing of the past.

At writer #4 house the accumulation of weeks of material being rejected by those who can't see or understand the beauty of arcs resulted in creative constipation. Art and creativity is directly linked to the heart, but the constant critiques left her/him hurt and scarred. All the unpleasant feelings like anger, unhappiness, feelings of rejection and uncertainty about the future came tumbling out. Channeling the hurt led to soulful dialogues like "Aisa lagta hai mera hunar hi mujshe naraaz hai" and "Don't ask why, just say Shivaay." What was the point of the separation? When will Pinky be exposed? Why don't they just talk? Why did Om ask Gauri to stay? Why didn't Rudra get an annulment? Why can't the female leads be stronger? Staring out the window waiting for the pigeon to arrive the answer to all the questions came out in a soft whisper..."the arc." After the homing pigeon arrives writer #4 collects all the drafts and out of solidarity the drafts/dialogues are combined... voila IB is born.

This is a joke and not meant to be taken seriously. I have so much work to do, but I don't want to do it 😆