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..Yes Sir..today's grand finale reminded me of the movie called 10 things I hate about you..which was actually a weird way of saying How many things I love about you in the grand finale of the movie by the girl to the boy..Highly recommended if you guys have not seen it..though it is quite old
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big, dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick ' It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh ' Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around. And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you ' Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big, dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick ' It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh ' Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around. And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you ' Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all
@ bold and now I think this where at least Arnav is headed..His restlessness at Khushi's impending departure...His desperation to make her listen, to make her look at him, to acknowledge him and not be doggedly stubborn and indifferent around him..
Poor Arnav ..I felt for him today..So now he is slithering on thin ice..He no longer knows the rules .
One minute he plays the boss..of note his having water from the cup first without asking her though I think this was also to show that Yes I don't care iff you don't accept my offer of help because I won't do it any more and the next minute it all fails and he turns to her to give that drink .which ofcourse she promptly refuses because she is sooo expected him to be the gallant knight ..hahah .Whichever way Arnav turns it was a a no win situation..
The next minute he is literally shaking her in desperation to make his point..All of it falls on deaf ears.*pun intended* as a manic Arnav hurls everything in his power to create enough noise to ram his point home but no avail..a last ditch attempt to open the door on Khsuhi's insistence which he thought would make her listen but She turned tail..and he lost face and got the biggest shock of his life as he discovered she is leaving..leaving for good...WHY???
When Khushi Kumari Gupta concluded their store roonm rendevous by saying how Arnav Singh Raizada who hates her,who hates her hasiyiat , who hates her on sight will have to hate her no longer because she is moving to Lucknow..I was tempted to add..
Yes, he hated you when you glided down in the red saree even though you had gone against his orders
Yes he hated when you curled up to him in the rain even though you had refused his coat
Yes he hated you when you fainted on him even though you had made him guilty as charged without an explaination
Yes he hated you even more when he took you home and tucked you in bed even though you had taunted him about being a bhagwan.
Yes he hated you when he let you resign without further ado even though you told him to go to hell
Yes he hated you when you shied away from his hand as he turned to brush off the sindoor even though you had dumped the whole bottle on his italian suit😆
Yes he hated you when he gave you water to drink even though you berated him about breaking your fast
Yes he hated you when he crushed you to his chest even though you refused to have anything to do with him and fainted promptly afterwards
Yes he hated you when he fell on top of you after he rescued devi mayyia even though you refused to hang on to his hand for help
Yes he hated you when you cried and tried to phone for help even though you plain refused to listen to him
Yes he hated you when you told him how he hated you even though he opened your door for escape..
Loved the way the track is shaping...the confusion on both sides..the pent up anger,frustration and regret on Arnav's side and the desperation at her impeding departure..
Loved Khushi's escape route..personfied by Devi Mayyia..It was devi mayyia who sent her to the store room and devi mayyia to the route home..She is running away because she who was always been ready to battle the odds is now outside her comfort zone ..a zone where she asks for time out from Devi mayyia...and she doesnot know yet why she should feel sad ..but let us say she is not happy..
AMAZING storyline and soo hatke...The realisation of being in love is probaly imminent in Arnav but Khushi is hell bent on running away to stop and analyse..but soon the twain shall meet..😃
Ok guys this is it..
Addendum..for those interested in the title ..
the films tagline was adapted from the sonnet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning and it is a beautiful poem about intense love...the love of a wife for a husband which reaches a spritual level
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,'I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! 'and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,'I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! 'and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Ishaani
