IP REDUX; Silsila Pyar Ka !! - Page 8

Originally posted by: sunshine99

Originally posted by: sunshine99

news from Geeta and the lady who writes crooner that rain seq... has been shot... and both of them are authentic sources... but how it plays out is anybody's guess😳

Originally posted by: JRia

GM Shami 🤗

Hi maria and koeliya

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Originally posted by: Jhalak29

I have everything I'll ever need, I'm carrying your love with me Mackinzie Cooper

A thoroughly balanced in terms of emotions but agn a let down with the basic ups they hv been selling it across to us none the less I njoied it and once agn it left me with " yeh dil manage more "

The episode to night opened with a scared Khushi, who is alone who is scared of dark and who has lost a lot in life but has always stood on her ground once agn scared n shivering with fear and the door closes, automatically she lift a plant pot, I was left wondered does she even realize how much Arnav has been imbibed in her pshyche,, how she lives breathes walks Arnav now a days though she mite be fighting a lost battle of being Khushi kumasi gupta ,,,,, long back she herself has gvn to birth to this new KKGSR ... The plants a part of Arnav life has been a source of comfort for her,

She remembers her confidante DM and yet her soothing presence fails to calm her in his turmoil, in her struggke with fear, which is fast enveloping, engrosssing her,,,,,,,,, ,,,,She runs towards the house,Out of this fear and sicking despair, she hears him, his voice called her, the one who resides in her souland finds Arnav standing in the dark, she forgets her fear, herself and with all her might runs towards Arnav, a willing Arnav who is standing who is standing with his arms wide open for her, just for her

The force of lose and fear, loosing all reason she surrenders herself to him, We see a Arnav who is smiling, who is worried as he would be in this type of situation, the glint & joy in his eyes reflecting the Victory he is njoing, the Arnav who wins at all cost is there

"Love means to commit oneself without guarantee,
to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will
produce love in the loved person. Love is an act of faith,
and whoever is of little faith is also of little love." American Qoute

I was surprised once agn to see this Arnav, The Arnav who hasnot ever believed In Relationships, a mere convinene by his thoughts, who has bothered to stick by norms, Infact has rebelled every set rule and norm of the society is tonight rejoicing the victory, where he is very willingly and sanely acknowledging the most primal institution of society Marriage, he wants Khushi to accept him, cherish him ,,,,the way he has done her, he is celebrating the Challenge he had laid for his wife, How the tides hv changed and the mighty have fallen

The moment Khushi realises a relaxed Arnav and bends down as something touches her feet, she picks and the light returning show its a rose petal, turning arnd she sees her path had been laden with Rose Petals A mental kick and she realises All planned by Arnav, One look at Arnav the one who is all smiling, basking in the joy of sweet victory and teasing her with It, she unburdens her anger on to him, shoving him in his chest with anger punches when the reason of her survival is questioned, he catches her wrists and envelopes her in hug crashing all her defences.The last time something Like that had happened in GH, Arnav had caught hold her and pushed to the wall with a equal passion and strength and she had fainted, tonight to the same fury and tonite he pushes her to himself with a equal passion and strength and when she wriggles and tries to free her of himself, he holds her with more vigor until she surrenders herself to him , for tonite she knows all facade hv broken & all masks hv been removed. Her Hug was with equal mite and vigor, like the two halves of the mystery they hv joined now...

"Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see."

Hebrews 11:1

I loved the next scene too, he isnt just njoing the sweet surrender, he moves towards next move,,, He has faith In his love and in the US between them that he moves in and utters to her, Kya kaha tha tumne " jis din meri bahoon mein daudti hui chali aaoogi, us muje apna pati man logi, aur abhi tumne bilkul wo hi kiya hai KHUSHI KUMARI GUPTA SINGH RAIZADA,,," " Wont mind agar tum mujhe apna pati man lo to" , I loved the abslte confidence he had in himself here, the faith & conviction oozing out of him that he knows sooner or later he is and will be her husband, he has accepted her as his wife and no one or nothing can change the fact from him, He very confidently leaves the ball with her in her court, confident that it will be back to him and no one else, How well he can read Khushi inside and outside,,,

He then moves and his hands move to cup her face, bring her face in direct line to him, he looks into her eyes and reading the unsurity, the need, the doubt, the hesitation and the anticipation to be joined by him, the journey of togetherness at begining, A slight fearful situation, A exciting spot,

Her lips quevering, BL lil unsure but the face reflects ancipation and the door Opens,,,, Nani and the family coming in and surprised, A loved the whole scene her, Nani and family doubting him, surprised to see him, at one side of the house and he and khushi on the other side, Like he and Khushi with the truth and the whole family with unclear situation

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Originally posted by: Jhalak29

Hiya Madhu,,, see personally I believe truth a bitter pill once swallowed ease the pain for the life but here I dunt think so they hv been gving him any truth, she is very justified frm where she stands, she isnt there by choice, like us viewers and Arnav and Khushi she has witnessed any deeds of shyam nor they gv her a proof ,,, in a span of few hrs her world crumled which had a loving honest husband, a brother who nvr dared to go aginst her or deliver any pain has both the sanctruim of safety pulled away... so she is justified

Originally posted by: JRia

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Originally posted by: Nia.D

Well, an episode that's left almost everyone in not-so-good-spirits. Well, one can't always have everything in life... might as well move on and dwell on the chweet moments instead of the dull ones, na? 😊

Weirdly, I liked the episode, maybe not at first go, but when I saw it from what has been happening since last Friday, it seemed pretty in line. Without wasting anymore of your time, will get into my post.

The orphan is all alone at home, much like she has been alone all these years. The lights in the house go off - much like the many times her life was cast in darkness. Thunder and lightning resound and strike through the empty house, much like the turbulences that she had to face repeatedly. Armed with a potted plant, Khushi tries to be brave during this utterly nerve-racking time, much like the times she valiantly and courageously went through pain and troubles all this while. Her innate survival instincts keep her company as she makes her way through the lonely, quiet house that is disturbed only by the ferocious wind, thunder and lightning - just like the innumerable times that her survivor attitude pulled her through the toughest and worst situations.

She takes the name of her dearest companion - Devi Maiyya - to help her through this time. Still with the plant in hand, Khushi makes her way from her room to the hall - a place, where the family gets together. The living room is the place where the spirit of 'home' can be felt most strongly by her.

She stands there, quivering like a lone leaf with fright, afraid to be blown away, scared with the battering sound, trembling with the fear of being all alone... how many more battles does she have to survive? How much more strength does she have to call upon? How much longer can her valour last? How many more times will she have to stand alone, facing the ruthlessness of life and destiny?

Her answers present themselves to her through the one voice that breaks and shuts out the incessant clamour.

The Voice of her Love

The voice of reassurance. The voice of a million dreams, a voice that travels straight to her heart, calming her down, consoling her. A voice that soothes and relieves her harangued nerves. A voice that carries her to a cushion of comfort, love, peace and care.

His face flashes in front of her. A haunting dream that she thought would never be. The face of her Prince, her Rajkumar, who has been by her side whenever she reached out for him. A face that held her peace, her love, her faith, her joy!

The loneliness in her dies immediately on seeing her lover's face. The glow of hope lights up her face. Her equal is right in front of her, waiting for her to join him. She drops the support of the pot, runs up to him, straight into his arms - closing the distance, ending the gap between them, rushing into the safe harbour of love, melting into his warm embrace, clinging onto her life support, holding him tightly - her Laad Governor close to her body, securing herself under his protection, merging themselves - the melodious song of love playing over, and diminishing the overhead lashings of commotion. The only sound they hear is the sound of their heartbeats, beating to the tune of a pure, intrinsic, infinite note of everlasting love that will always survive despite the odds.

They remain enveloped in their shrine of love, not budging, yet gently swaying to the music of their souls that are in communion. They hold each other closely, not letting go even a fraction, giving in to one another, pleasantly lost in one another, the warmth of their love spreading light and smiles through them, the feeling of togetherness, the gladness, relief, and joy at having one another in their lives to no longer be alone in the world. Happy to belong to someone. Joyful to be someone else's joy, Loving to be someone Special!

The emptiness, the shadows, the darkness, and the terrifying sounds disappear as Khushi bends down and picks up a lovely red rose petal. A rose petal symbolizing love - her favourite flower, gifted along with the tender yet passionate love from Arnav.

The lights come on, brightening their love, lighting up their love story. A love story defined through a carpet of red rose petals set in a winding path leading up to the stairs to proceed to their love nest (room).

Amazed at the strikingly beautiful sight of the love carpet laid out, Khushi stands there in speechless wonderment. Arnav asks Khushi if she was truly scared, and Khushi's mind shakes off the fairy-tale sight a bit to ask if 'he', her Prince Charming was the one behind it all. His amused, victorious smile fuels the simmering fire in her as she deals him her infamous guest-house incident shoves on his chest berating him in slightly loving mock anger about scaring her out of her wits.

This is the Khushi that captivated Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada. The spirited girl, ready to leap and pounce when riled, the Khushi that is full of life, the woman who will give it back as good as she gets, not fearing him, not running from him, but facing him directly and attacking him!

Arnav grabs hold of her wrists, and pulls her toward him, making Khushi crash into him. The last time she had shoved him and yelled at him in the broken guest-house, he had pinned her to a wall, but this time, he pins her to himself. She is a part of him. She makes him whole. He holds her firmly, not letting her escape as she struggles against him trying to free herself. She gives in, she surrenders herself to him - to his love, his heart, his soul - right where she belongs.

Her love for him overpowers her, and she winds her arms around him. Finally content to be with him. No pretenses, no feigning, no dramatic actions - only an acceptance of her love for him, a confession of her need for him conveyed through her responses, an acknowledgement of recognizing, accepting and revering their love.

Proud to have emerged victorious, both from having Khushi snug in his arms and from winning their bet, he softly whispers against her ear that she has done exactly what he had said she would do: "Tum daudti hui mere baahon main aaogi." Taken aback with the truth of the matter, realizing that she has lost the challenge to Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada, Khushi looks a bit nervous, even as she doesn't cover the fact that she didn't mind losing this bet. This is one bet where both Arnav and Khushi are on an equal footing regarding the outcome.

Khushi had always regarded Arnav as her husband even though she knew it was a Contract Marriage. Even now, after losing to him, she doesn't mind it since she had already accepted him as her husband. But, the Contract is still in her mind somewhere.

Her heart however has always ruled her - and it does so now too.

She does not refute him when he teasingly says, "I don't mind agar tum mujhe apna pati maanti ho toh..." She is already his - his life, his love, his wife!

He steps closer, comes right up to her, places his hands gently on her face, cupping it lovingly, looks deep into her eyes - seeing the hesitation there, the nervousness, the acceptance, the anticipation, and the confused readiness - before leaning in, drawing close to her, aiming to mark their love, their relationship with a kiss. Khushi is on tenterhooks, unsure of how to react, nervous to be giving in to him, hesitating a bit, and yet ready to accept it, prepared to meet him, and to seal their love, their relationship with a kiss.

Arnav and Khushi are just about to imprint their love/relationship on each other, when...

To be continued soon... 😉

Originally posted by: sunshine99

Jhalak a page straight out of a romantic novel... 👏the same feeling I got reading Nia's post... needless to say u guys are awesome story writers... par dono nehi beech majhdar mein humein chod diya...😭