Blast From The Past! Thread #3 EP 52 Pg 147 - Page 26

Originally posted by: sigrid

Thanks Indi...WOW!!!. I went and read the post. U have written it so beautifully, it was as if I was watching it.👏 Thanks Samin, love your color coded take and best part of it you make me want to go AND DO THE COUNTS 😉 and to go into Arshi world

Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

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YOU HAVE SEEN MY HUMBLE SIDE. TRUST ME YOU WON'T LIKE THE OTHER...

EPISODE 39

Epi starts with preparation towards Teej and how bride is getting ready for her broom... ..oh ..I mean groom...'.She is putting her husband name in her hands'...hmm'...But what name?...Love Anajli teasing towards Akash... 'as she knows Payalji will be there..'Love Mamiji's ear dropping in this matter... 'Anjali is indeed one lucky sister...has two handsome and caring brothers.Anjali cannot hide her excitement for her husband...'.She surely worships him madly...'.mmm..She is happy that Arnav is coming with them to Mandir'(Again aapke Bhagwan ke liye nahin aapke liye aa raha hoon')She tells him about La and her Varath'...

Pause here:Its Fate he is coming with Anjali but coming for Khushi'...interesting..

In GH Khushi is ready to eat 15-16 Jalaibis right after Pooja as she is getting dizzy from hunger.aww...poor Khushi...Payal just smiles at her and knows how hard it is for her but Buaji is scolding at her "Chatori number one".Buaji and her dialogues...😆

In Mandir

Anjali' eyes are all towards her husband eagerly as she wants to tie Raksha Dhaga to him by herself.So protective and worried wife ...'She referes Parwati who waited for Shivji for 108 years'..hmmm'Pause here:but he was Shivji not Shyammmji...such a loser he is...

She gets worries as she can't find Raksha Ghaga and finds out this is not her Thal'.Pause here: She got the lighter Thal as her hubby is less in character.. '

She tells Mami this is not her Thal.Yes dear your husband is not yours either but she has blind faith..Small things hold big meanings..

Poor Mamaji who has to stick around Mamiji who does not want to lose 108 years'lol

SYMBOLISM: # 108 In Astronomically, there are 27 constillations in our galaxy, and each one them has 4 directions, and 27 x 4 = 108, In other words the number 108 covers the whole galaxy means GOD and its powers in simple language.

-In Indian Vedas treats the Sun as God, and Sun has 12 signs (Zodiac signs).
In Yajurved, Sun is related with Lord Brahma (the number 9), remember -
12 x 9 = 108; therefore for Gods Prayer, the number 108 is very sacred.

108 shows ultimate FAITH'in God and as Husband is "Pati Parmeshwar" considered as God for married women in Hindu culture,Anjali does have ultimate FAITH in her hubby.

Love this parallel scene as Anjali is talking about Lighter Thal ,Khushi is talking about heavier one.Buaji as usually does not believe her "Kunwari Kali" but when Payal announces the same result she gets it and finds out this is silver platter...'Bias behavior of Buaji is irritating me sometimes...'but still loves her as she declares Khushi should replace her name by "Khudkushi"..Khushi finds out it is Anjali Thal as her name is engraved on it'...Pause here: Thal is Shyam as he is Anjali's Pati...

Hey DM ...'you and your games..Now you are sending Khushi to her "Rakshus" to rectify her mistake as she did not let him speak'hmmm...She found Raksha Dhaga for which Anjali is fastening for 2 days just for her hubby'...Hey Chandini Chowk here we come to meet again'

SYMBOLISM: In Bible Siver means ,speech of the just and saints purified by affliction.In Hinduism, A woman is protected from the distressing assaults from the Hell region if she wears Silver and use silver as Khushi always wears payal given by her MOM and right now she is holding silver Thal'.just beautiful '.Hats off to makers..

Khushi is in bafflement as all the mistakes in this world has her name on it

and she can't break her fast until she rectify her mistake .Such a beautiful written part is this...'Pause here: All will be rectified unintentionally as DM has chosen him for her to break her fast and all'...but they both will talk to each other regardless in anger'which was bothering both of them since the incident'

Pause here:Unintentionally Anjali Thal as Shyam is here too and it became her fault even though she was not anticipating in it as she got engaged with him but still she was acused of it and she is the one who rectifies it all along until Shyam's revelation.

What a stupendous written part holds so many meanings in it...'

They are taking rickshaw and Shyam found out despite his attempt these gals are going to Chandini chowk and got worried...'What is in Chandini Chowk for him and again Rani Sahiba ?????

Anjali receives her hubby phone as he is coming but she is worried about her Thal..,Mamiji tells Arnav about the situation and he tells her to calm down as he is going to order a new one .She is worried as something is going to go wrong if that Thal is not with her...'He tells her nothing will go wrong as he is there for her.[instinct always gives you warning as she is receiving it ...]

Pause here:He is always there for her to remove her pains and sorrows whether in return he embrases all until Fate turns the table.

La comes in Saree and everone gets surprised to see her like that especially Arnav and gives a LOOK to her sister as he knows she is behind all of this..Love Anjali expressions though..I did not get why she has to do catwalk in Mandir'I don't know but Arnav's gaze on her sending message as he is liking what she is doing ..She knows she is looking pretty and he does not take his eyes off of her, he gives a look to his sister again and nods his head in yes...She wants to tell him as she did it for him.

Both sisters arrive in Chandini Chowk Mandir .Khushi is feeling very dizzy because of hunger while climbing stairs and boom here he is as his thirsty eyes are always searching for her.She sees him and he sees her ..,She turns the face but his gaze are still on her...,She gets nervous but when Payal turns to call her he keeps a distance where he can see her but she can't...hmmm...At the same time he feels her distress because of him and that's what he does not want any more'...She is surprised why is he here as he does not believe in God because "Who khud ko hi Bhagwan samajhte hain'"(Because he thinks of himself a God).She made an excuse to Payal to buy bangles as she doe not want to see her Laad Governor..

She is experiencing dizziness while climbing the stairs and he sensed her trouble turned his face ,sees her ,one color comes and other color goes from his face,runs towards her by jumping over the stairs and catches her in the nick of time when she drops her Thal..., her supporting shield and as that has been replaced by her "Laad Governor "..her Rakshus'...her savior..

Pause here:Silver Thal was in between them as Shyam is in between them as a confliction.

Rest I will do together in the next session'..

MOMENT OF THE DAY:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-4us1ScLlE

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Originally posted by: indi52

episode 38

arrey uthay diyo, nand kissore.

oh you woke me up, dear god. episode starts with a nice touch from the creatives. our eyes are about to be opened to some truth. i may be over interpreting, but did feel like that.

twenty minutes of equal focus on all key players and a streak of red running through, sign of marriage, sindoor on expected and not so expected places.

festival dedicated to the pivotal man in a girl's life, husband. girl talk everywhere, from 19 to 70, girls are having all sorts of fun (hindi serial style 😆). saris being discussed, jewellery and gifts from parents and in-laws being awaited, a young woman deeply in love, promises to keep the fast properly and sincerely.

khushi is delighted that buaji has given her a sari, payal is sweet and allows khushi to grab first choice. buaji is looking hopefully at shyam, willing him to show interest in khushi. little does she know. when she appears with sindoor all over, buaji is horrified, what is with the girl? seems the only answer to all her problems is "woh rakshas, arnav singh raizada." buaji adds her ire to her niece's and curses him roundly, more colourful language upon hearing that man has a brother too. the sweet akash sir.

lavanya will of course be true to the vrat, she assures anjali. who of course thinks nothing of interfering in her bro's personal life. she's just trying to make sure all goes smoothly for the two, so there's no further discord between chhotey and nani. and no one walks out of the house. there's smething so sweet and caring about this woman that though you know she shouldn't get into this thing, you can't be mad at her.

la's guileless answer to her praise is touching. "main yeh sab apne liye toh kar rahi hoon... i mean asr ke liye... apne pyaar ke liye... jo bilkul saccha hai." the last sentence, "which is absolutely true," referring to her love for asr comes out with extra force. and i bet it is too. she is a girl in love, she will one day learn to love. her sixth sense that for love one has to do things unusual is delightful. reading ayn rand years ago i came across the concept of love for self as a virtue, i have to say i do believe in it. especially since i know how in feudal systems we are taught to never ask for anything for ourselves, being duped by tradition and ritual into believing there's something wrong in doing that. if you can't love yourself and know what you want and go out there to try and get it, what's the point. however short her skirt may be, inside is a girl of depth, layers peeling. a core with many possiblities. don't get turned off by what you see, don't jump to obvious conclusions. in those words of hers is the glimpse of an honest person. now that is rare. di's,"lavanya ki koshish hi bahut hai," is to me an instinctive acknowledgment of that.

but suddenly in the midst of all this preparation and giggling and smiling, what's this?

khushi, after a good bout of rakshas denouncing is rubbing besan on her face and suddenly she's lost. a now familiar trill, ting ting ting ting ting ting... the notes of a piece that will come to mean the finest love, fade in. the rakshas has found her mind again and trapped it. evil he is surely. yet... and she can't stop thinking about him.





next thing you know, a man is walking in with a bemused air... rabba vey... he stands before his mirror, a curiously gentle air about him, as though in another world. unusual for the master of gussa, asr. he too looks lost. he lifts his hand to gaze at the colour on his hand. her colour. that she smeared him with when they dashed against each other. sindoor red refusing to leave. and he doesn't seem to be trying too hard too... the breeze gently lifts his hair, playing with it.

he finds the thoughts of someone in laxmi nagar, flashbacks... she's dashing into him, her platter falls to the floor with a loud clang! he's holding her... she's looking at him horrified, he is just gazing at her unmoving.

khushi seems to pick up asr's thought and remembers him looking at her, he suddenly looks down... and yes he's holding her hand. she makes a face, as though troubled by her memories.

in his mind's eye, he sees her break the hold and step away from him. his fingers touch the red on his hand. his nani had made an arch comment about walking carefully, otherwise you never know what might end up staining you, "kauno daag kab lag jaaye pata nahin chalat." obviously a reference to his father's life and demeanour there. mami had cracked a typical manoramaism, "sasuma, ee toh basing powderka ayd lagat hai." but he was oblivious to all that, the "daag" usually something that is considered a marring, was being touched by him, a feel of someone, someone in his mind.reminded me of a popular detergent ad, "daag acchhe hain," "stains are good."

he saw her rubbing her eye, and the dupatta reaching up and out to him, dragging him practically to look at her...

in her thoughts, he lifted his hand as though to touch her and she drew away, startled. a hurting, confused expression on her face.

by now a funny pain on his face, he's trying to tell her something about the other day... and she walks away.
and then the most poignant words i've ever heard from him. none of his usual hardness, something smouldering within, but he is unravelling, a sense of him coming apart. in confused and soft tones, genuinely worried about the state of his being:
"kal tak main uski baaton se pareshan tha... toh phir kyun aaj uska yun chup rahna mujhse bardasht nahin ho raha?... kya ho gaya hai mujhe?"
what's happening to me?

he may not realise, but he knows her traits. from the first day they met she's never not told him anything. torrent of words, usually accusations and fights, but never silence. the nonstop prattle girl. her quiet is unfamiliar, unnerving. and yes, he does want her to talk to him, even if to yell only. this ignoring, this "chup" is bothering him no end.

she is equally confused. why does this nasty man come to her mind all the time. "woh... arnav singh raizada.. haanh, jiji... pata hai, aaj usse naa hi hum baat ki, aur naa hi uske mooh lage... phir bhi hum ussike baare mein soch rahein hain..." interestingly, he feels his attraction to her, but she can't figure out why he gets to her. he just does. what he can't understand perhaps is why what she does or doesn't do matters. he is not familiar with the feelings assailing him. especially since he has shut the door on love deliberately and never takes his mind there.

all the girls are ready. khushi is so pretty in her sari, payaliya too. shyam is hit hard by khushi's loveliness, he drops the packet he was sneakily carrying around avoiding buaji's spanish inquisition. a dark red saree spills out. why did i think of blood?

a trusting, loving wife is so happy to receive her husband's teej gifts. she's dressed in red, ornaments sparkle on her; she adorns her maang, her parting, with a streak of deep vermillion. sign of a married woman. she who believes her husband is no less than god.


"arre uthay dio, nand kissore."
after the low on words episode 37, the dialogue guys came back refreshed and lethal today. every word had nuance. some hinted at character, some at story, and the sense of something is about to happen was built up beautifully. "kaise titaliye ke jaisi phudhak rahi hai." was that the first time buaji called khoosie bitiya, titaliya. awww, hai re nand kissore.

Originally posted by: indi52

episode 39

for years he'd built his wall. his fortress of faraq nahi padta. the ramparts reinforced with anger, denial of any emotion remotely connected to pyaar. he knew the consequences of giving one's heart unthinkingly, the tragedy had shaken the foundation of his being, and this was the only defence he could put up against such devastation. and so his eyes remained remote, his emotions nowhere in sight. he didn't give a damn. all relationships were contained, within control. then she walked up the ramp, tripped, and fell into his arms.

in that moment something changed. something quickened within. something galvanized him. and that stillness he so needed to stay calm was permanently broken.

when i saw the episode, this was the scene that got embedded. and with it the word, galvanized.

whenever he met her, something would always give way. came out as temper, but indicated a loss of his characteristic control. no one got that much under his skin. he did not allow it.

in this context his relationship with la is interesting. he likes her, precisely because he never loses that sense of self control with her. she is important... up to the point he is willing to allow. she certainly doesn't quicken him.
we saw his reaction to her when she walked up teetering on high heels and awkward, for the first time in a sari.he was pretty calm, a bit amused, perhaps a little indulgent toward the girl who made such a lot of effort for him. he found her pleasing to behold in her new gear, but it didn't make him hear the breeze and a refrain reaching up for the eternal. it didn't catch him, pull him right in, make him do things he had never done before.

he was fond of lavanya, understanding in his own way, but their relationship was not predicated on a powerful feeling from his side. if anything, it was lavanya who had a sense of being utterly and insanely in love with him.

that day at the mandir, his main concern was his sister, "di, aap janti ain na ki main aapki koi baat nahin taalta... iss baat ka bahut faida uthati hain aap." he was willing to open la's fast for her sake, anyway such rituals meant nothing to him. and now his jeejaji had again failed to appear on time, plus di had just discovered the platter with the raksha dhaga was not the correct one. twice he assured her, not to worry, he'd get the right kind of platter for her... "kuch galat nahin hoga," and finally with the sweetest pause and absolute self assurance, "main hoon na." sahi, galat, a major theme of ipk. how important it was for him that everything should be sahi now in their lives. their had been enough galat.

but man proposes, dm disposes.

while galat was being pondered here, khushi was wondering why was it that every galati seemed to bear her name on it. in this case, the switching of the platters. anjali's silver thaal, heavier and made of pure silver now in her hands, by mistake. her mistake, it seems. come to think of it, was it only her mistake? how come he didn't realise that the platter returned by the stall keeper was much lighter than the one he'd given? or maybe, neither khushi nor asr were thinking straight at that time? not thinking at all, someething tells me.

a very clever foreshadowing of what's to come. there will be a galati, and she'll be blamed for it. it would turn everyone's life upside down. to set it right would take much more than returning the property to the rightful owner. and try as she might she may not be able to correct the situation ever as all relationships get caught and churned in a cruel twist of fate.

if asr wants a relationship which is easy to keep in check, di wants to give all of herself to hers. which is what she does. so much, that she almost forgets to ask anything for herself. other than intermittent appearances by her beloved yeh and a few words of love and devotion via phone. hmm, now who is it that's always getting mysterious calls and skulking off to speak to his client, the enigmatic ranisahiba?
she wants to make everyone happy. sometimes even interfering where she oughtn't, yet, every time he isn't there when she expects to see him, a heavy blanket of sadness chills the air, burdens her heart. she needs her husband for her own sustenance, and somehow it feels terrible to see her so despondent.

no wonder, her chhotey wastes no time to go call for a fresh platter, and maybe find out what's holding up his brother in law.

khushi has reached the temple with payal. chatting and coming up the stairs she looks up and there he is. what! she stands there nonplussed.

as if on cue, he looks up, something is different. he sees her. there's nothing to do but stand there gazing at her, hopelessly lost. this is not the first time he's seeing her in a sari or dressed up, yet he looks stunned, can't turn away.




she too is unable to break that riveting eye contact. the call of rabba vey all around, as though something within is almost seeking the help of the eternal. what is one to do with this strong, undeniable, unfathomable feeling. his eyes lose their distant look, they smoulder. she is so aware of him though she pretends to be calm. strange, his girl friend gets an amused look, and this girl who has dared to yell at him, even turn her back and walk away gets this. i remember nani at holi saying something about huge mountains crumbling before love, this is but dear chhotey, the little one. but his fortress was thick, strong, secure. and the fall of it is bound to be painful, even though what breaks it is love.


payal comes back. a return to reality, he turns away and moves elsewhere to make a call. she makes for a stall but not without looking at the palce where she'd seen him. her lips say, "hume bas woh arnav singh raizada ke aas paas aana nahin hai... par woh yahan aaya kyun... woh toh bhagwan mein vishwas hi nahin karta..." her eyes say, she wished he were standing right there.

and then of course, what had to happen, happens. she'd been getting dizzy spells, unused to fasting that she was. dreams of 15/16 jalebis the moment she can eat had kept her going. but suddenly, it got to her. and she started to sway, about to faint and collapse on the temple ground.


he was away, back to her, talking on his phone. but he felt it. mehsoos, across distance, an instinct about the other in place, without knowing you know.



he turns. he sees. as realisation dawns, horror. she begins to give way. the paltter clangs to the floor. just like it had when she'd dashed into him and smeared him with sindoor, earlier that very day. an echo of that moment crashes into the scene.



then all happens at such speed, it takes your breath away. forgeting all else but her, he springs forth, sprints down the distance separating them, hurtles down the steps, and comes running to her, catching her hand just in time. galvanized. she is in him and there is no place there for opaque inert things any more. there is instead a quickening, a passion, a movement toward another. unstoppable. just as he runs toward her with his body, so with his being, his mind. his heart has already settled some matters, the rest are catching up.






barun was absolutelly fabulous rendering this feeling, this motion toward her without words, his face panic stricken, his movements urgent, yet graceful and energetic. beautiful. he had run into the guest house that night, and come swiftly out of nowhere to save her in the rain. today, his flow toward her even more defined, a sense of commitment almost. of course, if lavanya had fainted, he'd do the same for her. but would there be that panic on his face, that leap from a step almost as though he wished he could fly?




having reached his goal, he finally paused and looked at her. relief and that other thing on his face, always difficult to put words to. with the gentlest yet most assured touch, as if he had every right to do this, he drew her close, put her arm around his neck, and picked her, cradling her close.



then gazed at the one who made him forget everything. even his famous faraq nahin padta self control.

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like to end with some of my favourite dialogues of the day. and that early sequence between mamiji, anjali, akash was really charming. of course, mamiji is horrified that her bitwa might have a girl who's getting ready for him this teej. poor one and only son.

"sabse best hamri mehendi lagike padi, hanh."

"anjali, aisan kaha jawat hai ki jiski mehendi mein dark colour awat hai, uski sasuma usko lub karat hai."

"arre wah di, mehendi and all..." (how cutely delhi that sounded to me.)

"kaun kahan kaisan...bhy?"

"rajbade khandan se hoi... mehendi bhi gold plated lagai"

"di, main aa raha hoon, wahi bahut hai."

"chatori number one."

Originally posted by: cinthiann1758

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Episode 40

He Is Near

Slide of hand, a gust of wind, a grasp, holding on for dear life, this man who can't keep his eyes off her (ever), gently places her arm around his neck, lifts her into his arms and carries her, hair flowing and with her saree draping protectively over her body he walks away with her. Thank DM for he is near!

Di and Akash are standing in the temple as Payal walks in. Akash sees her and whispers Payalji? Payal carries the thaal and brings it to Anjali asking forgiveness. Mami in the background snides she doubted her from the very beginning after all she lives in a small house. Look where she comes from. Di asks about Kushi and she says she is looking at the bracelets. Why don't you stay here for pooja Di asks and Akash is happy when she responds with a nod. He loves being near to Payal!

ASR is sitting on a bench with Kushi who is still unconscious. He has water in a cup and is trying to revive her by splashing water on her face. "Kushi" he calls her. She stirs after hearing her name a second time and the bell has rung at the mandir. He raises the cup to her lips and breaks her fast. He stands up with the cup in his hand and she then realizes her fast has been broken without finishing her pooja. "What did you do?" She yells at him. He gets annoyed, you know he doesn't believe in all these rituals but he answers with, "I didn't know that you were'. "(fasting?) "You were unconscious!" (justification) She tries to walk away asking DM forgiveness but stops, feeling dizzy again and he is near to hold her and this time she holds on to him too! Rabba Ve'. Eyes meet, this man so near to her, she can feel his breath and the warmth of his body on her skin. So close, he is near. She swallows. (He says to her something but the translation did not make sense to me so I will use my own interpretation'.Only speak and go when you are ready. Maybe? Help me out here girls). She realizes their closeness, notices his hand on her arm holding her, supporting her. She sees her hand grasping his suit on his chest, she let's go and only then he too lets go of her and she steps back, away from his nearness. He rolls his eyes and looks away knowing how uncomfortable she is. She reaches for her dupatta but she is not wearing one, she has on a saree, but you can see she feels exposed by him and all his male nearness. She walks away. He watches her go but he always will be near.

Back at mandir, Payal is lighting the lamp with Akash looking on. He is so smitten it's adorable. He loves being near to her just to gaze upon her lovely face! Lavanya and Mami are in the background and Lavanya mutters who is this Mother India? Mami hears and is hysterical she says she is Kushi's sister and La responds, "Chamkilli?" Mami calls Kushi torn sari. Mami tells Lavanya she is good at naming things and she comments on her sleeveless, transparent outfit. Akash is still near and watching Payal. She opens her eyes and sees him both are embarrassed. Kushi comes to the temple followed in by ASR. Payal asks if she is okay. She says she is fine. Payal notices her thaal. Kushi goes to Anjali and apologizes for taking her thaal. Anjali says she thought it was lost and Kushi assures her she took care of it (just like Arnav she will always take care of Di. She too will be near). Di says you don't know how much this means to her and now all she has to do is wait for her husband. He must be near.

Meanwhile, Shyam calls Buaji to find out if the girls are home yet. Is something wrong Buaji asks and he says no nothing like that. He hangs up. What is he going to do now?

In mandir Arnav and Kushi gaze at each other. Di asks Kushi to stay and finish her pooja here because it already is dusk. Payal agrees and says to Kushi that they will stay because she doesn't look good and in her condition better to not go too far. Akash agrees with Payal. Di agrees. Kushi looks at Arnav again. Arnav says to Di to start the pooja, he loves his brother in law, Di says "Chote please!"

On the road to mandir a silver car is driving'we don't see the driver

Kushi's phone rings and it is Shyam. He tells her to finish fast because she will have trouble finding a taxi. Kushi agrees with Shyam.

ASR calls his brother in law and hands the phone to Di. She says come quickly, he says he already lives in her heart and I am very close to you'. The silver car parked outside the temple. Pooja begins...

He is near'..

Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

Hey Rima

Good to see you here .I always enjoyed reading your posts .I think we all will love to see your insights here.

Originally posted by: indi52

ami, 🤗

how did we survive all this and still lived to tell the tale. look at all that in pink. all this was done to us and we are still here 🤣 laued your take, all in red standing out and wonderful. the pictures are so detailed, your reading of feelings niiice. in bold pink, the two best words of the analysis (really deep these words), in bold green, awww and 🤣. poor raizada man, yeh kya hua.
am still to see 40. no doubt your words will echo in my head as i watch.

Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

Hey Ami👏👏👏

Blue stands out for me...Purple..I must say brilliant and green I laughed at the meaning you took really good noes.and red me like it.Indeed there is no question undeniable hold on each other is becoming stronger.In your Drool corner against one pic I wrote because that is my fav the way he is looking at her says a lot .He is so melting in that pic and she is too without blinking.I don't understand why the heck writers sabotage the whole story when Arnav said to his DI he was not in love with her before marriage then what is this...Its not infatuation dear.Your urge to touch her, hold her, feel her, ...its something else.Anyway 😡

You are right La noticed that way early but was in denial too until Arnav opened up.But surely she stood great in my eyes unlike ordinary gals and took it positively and showed no jealousy and at the top wished them well too.

These epis are not only showing strength of Arshi relation getting heat but how Anjali's relation with her hubby is affecting her and others and yes how this will layout the future.❤️

ARSHI