Blast From The Past Thread #4, Epi 62 Pg 139 - Page 78

@Anita

sohara

Episode-57

When she heard Khushi's squeal he moved to the closet to check and found her there. she was covering her face with her hand like a child as if she won't be seen.It was such a cute scene how she opened one eye first and then slowly opened another. Khushi was somehow unique for her childlike antics

But instead seeing him she got a glimpse of Arnav. And Arnav also exchanged gaze with her. Now Arnav got distracted again. The supercilious ASR forgot about everything and started to follow Khushi's move. Payal dropped juice on the table and when she didn't find anything to clean, One of the servant asked them to get tissue from the pool side. Khushi intended to go, coz she wanted to evade from Laad Governor. But she didn't know that her laad Governor was restless to touch her and feel her. Arnav followed her to the pool area and caught her forcefully asking for an answer that,why she was there in his party? Cum on ASR, why are you after an ordinary sweet vendor? Why you need to know her whereabouts?

Cum on ASR, why are you after an ordinary sweet vendor? Why you need to know her whereabouts?Khushi stunned him with her poignant answer."If I knew the order is from you, I would rather die but to take your order or come to your house."He antagonized her saying "you worked with people like us before and for money, you can do anything" While they were exchanging intense words, Arnav was actually holding her very closely. Then La came to calll ASR and he let Khushi go. Khushi huddled from the place and her anklet fell off in the process, which didn't go unnoticed by ASR. When La asked her why Khushi was there he answered forget it, though his gaze was stuck at the anklet.

Lovely description.Yes ASR was flagarblasted stunned relieved to see her back was missing her so much constantly thinking about her despite all his dimaag dialogues not wanting or letting his dimaag think anything but his dil does not listen otherwise.His chanchal thoughts like waves fill up his mind.I like the way he thinks he has the right to touch her and grasp her shoulders hands arms why is it so and then says forget it as if he is ordering his wayward mind and Dil and not La. Liked the way you described the way all RF responded to Khushi and Payal everyone in their own way amd Mami how she wanted to protect Akash from them but could not

Anita

Episode 58

Liked the synopsis. This was the best part of the episode Silly mami with her stupid harming shortsighted antics felt like slapping her not thinking about how badly it will effect Khushi and Payal and she being from a middle class backgroud still hitting below the belt and the stupid manager not bothering to look into the other boxes wont one do just that when supplying for a party how can one spoilt sweet box mean that all are spoilt anyway DM seems to have some other task for Khushi

@Cynthia

Episode 58

Spoiled!

Kushi turns and looks up to see ASR who was walking over to the cake cutting station, he stops. They gaze, she gets uncomfortable and leaves. He looks sad, hurt with a little bit of anger mixed in. Does he feel she lied to him about leaving? And why did she come back?

He answers her "I don't care about the guests, I care about you." She lets him know she is okay and let's cut the cake. He places a reassuring his hand on her shoulder. He won't let this evening be spoiled for his sister. He announces to everyone it is time to cut the cake.

ASR in the party only two people seem to matter Di and Khushi for the others duty bound and mechanical

What is more important than celebrating with your wife on your anniversary? She asks him to come back as soon as possible. Everything is spoiled for her. This man is despicable.

HORRIBLE SHYAM

Anjali is standing by the window and Kushi sees her and goes to her. "Kushi?" She answers, "I know why you are crying because your husband wasn't here to cut the cake with you, right? But I am sure he had something very important he had to do, right?" Anjali responds with today is a day that many tears have been shed. Kushi understands. "You waited on Teej but he came. He came late but he came. If you don't mind I would like to say something that came to me. This party, this cake cutting are all for show. The only real thing is a strong relationship between you and your husband. A husband and wife relationship is not affected by customs, religion or money, the strength of the relationship is seen in the eyes, in the silence." (Is she talking about them or her and ASR?) Nani is simply smiling in the background listening to this young middle class girl's words of wisdom. "And there is a smile when you think about it!" She continues "You can cut the cake tomorrow. If he left his wife as beautiful and loving as you, in the midst of a party, he must have had something important to do because I heard he loves you very much." Kushi smiles, that infectious smile of eternal optimism (again thanks to someone), Anjali smiles and Nani smiles, "Yes that's it!" Anjali says, "You are very young but sound like a grown up!" Nani walks over and nods at Kushi approvingly. Kushi leaves to get the desserts. ASR is silently watching her. She didn't let Anjali's mood get spoiled!

Loved the way you posted your take It was an insight to ASR about Khushi's nature siliently he is observing

The new business plan has been spoiled! Poor girls! Nasty Mami!

Very Nasty and hitting hard

@ Cinthiann1758

Originally posted by: indi52

while watching and thinking of 55, i found my mind wandering off to what originally showed us winds have words in them, pearls scattering mean so many things, the very air sings when you're near.

hindi films.

sorry, can't call it bollywood, it's too original a thing to have even a hint of me too in its naam. even ripping off good english movies and music around the world was done with such elan, such uniqueness, 😆. but really, the whole body of work, which once was considered too "low," too mass, no classical element in it, nothing valuable really, gosh how much of me it makes.

the cultural , the richness of language of it is now become fashion to discuss, to chat about, to study in colleges... but not in the days when these mad dreamers of the indian film industry were devising, daring, doing the craziest of things: to create a whole new language of communication, one that would touch and thrill every part of our being. among them some fine poets, singers, dancers, actors, even a group of highly social minded, left leaning people of fascinating talent (kaifi azmi, sahir ludhianvi, majrooh sultanpuri, munshi premchand to name a few).

india as we know her was just being born those days, and they had to think of imagery that wouldn't be stumped by the language barrier... everyone did not speak hindi, the newly chosen national language, but ask older people from any part of the country if they saw the old hindi films, rarely will you get a "what the" from a wizened face. i remember one of my great aunts, a very basic hindi speaker, being into shammi kapoor, oh he was hot hot, and going all smiley at the mention of the man. (aww, sweet shezdi, too many memories with her.)

hindi films found a language perhaps that went beyond the spoken word. its imagery, allusions, little devices, and sign language, came of delving into emotions and universal human things and finding meaningful translations understood by all.

and somewhere along the way, we grew to understand, that running around trees singing songs is a feeling, you don't have to do it in real life. and watching a gorgeous "hero" do it, didn't make you laugh your guts out. (shashi kapoor singing "khilte hain gul yahan," has me palpitating in no time even now ha ha). and many other such things. often one didn't fathom the higher, finer elements of urdu in many of the songs, but it never mattered, they conveyed richness... of feelings, thoughts, the moment, everything.

somewhere along the way we "knew" to hear rabba vey when someone's thought, being, or even name came near was not at all loony (well it was, but what the, that's exactly what happens when you're in lau, isn't it).

i feel lucky that the man who created rabba vey, raju singh, learned with one of the masters of the hindi film music world, r d burman. he has the same innovative, unafraid, experimental streak in his work. no matter how many time i hear it, i am entranced. just like you know who.

a cut still fresh in the heart, and a few pearls still scattering in a mind brought about a torrent of words in in an unlikely place, and an unfamiliar reticence in another. one said things out loud in her way, but didn't say the real thing at all. the other just spoke them in his mind as was his wont.


"yeh dard toh kissi aur ka diya hua hai... aur waise bhi, uss chot ka kya jo dikhai nahin deti..." this pain is given by someone else, and what about the hurt that no one can see?
what did khushi mean? what hurt? had he cut her somewhere deeper than the eye can see, where only the heart can feel? but how, why? she never spoke of it. why khushi, why, you who speaks so much why aren't you saying anything today... about that "chot"? i feel like asking her the way he'd asked that day on the bridge.

of course, her final conclusion: everything is that man's fault, i've said what i had to... all our miseries are because of him.,.. that rakshas.
"yeh sab uss arnav singh raizada ke vajah se ho raha hai... bol diya toh bol diya yeh sab uss rakshas ki galati hai."


his soliloquy was touching. "arnav singh raizada is not so weak that he cannot get rid of the thoughts of one girl from his head... she's draped like a shadow over my mind... again and again her thoughts... her face only... as though she's challenging me... no, i'm not one to accept defeat... emotions, feelings, there's no place in my life for such things...and nor will i ever let there be any place for them... you are part of my yesterday which is past... and now... khushi kumari gupta is nothing more to me than just a name."

"itna kamzor nahin hai arnav singh raizada ki ek ladki ke khayal ko apne dimaag se na nikal sake... ek saye ki tarah chha gayo hai mere dimaag mein... baar baar ussi ka khayal... ussika chehra... jaise mujhe challenge kar rahi ho... nahi main haar manne walo mein se nahin hoon... emotions, ahsaas in sabki meri zindagi mein koi jagah nahi hai... aur na main kabhi banne doonga... tum mere uss kal ka hissa ho jo beet chuka hai... aur ab... khushi kumari gupta ek naam se zyada mere liye kuch nahin hai."

wow, the silent one really talks, while the talker keeps mum. and what's this chot, this challenge? aren't they both sensing more than what was the intention. or maybe they're not? he did mean to teach her a lesson again and again, for getting under his skin... and what was that "hum ja rahe hain hamesha ke liye," followed by a long searching look, if not a challenge to the one who is mattering to her when someone of his ilk really shouldn't. mustn't.

oh fatntastic love writing. and acting.


i felt really bad for nani today. again the result of good writing and jayshree t's beautiful becoming of naniji. she, who i've seen, dancing the typical hindi movie cabaret in many a film, who'd have thought there was such a sensitive actor in her. in itself, to get all tizzied over a bathing ritual and stalking off after roundly ticking off a guest in the house can seem pretty bizarre. but naniji managed to communicate her true feelings, her deep hurt really well. and something so elegant, old time, gracious, about her language, always measured, cultured and well chosen,

"sachchai aur shraddha chehre par nahi, man ma howat hai ms kassyap, man ma." truth and devotion are not worn on the face, they are in the "man" mind/heart, ms kassyap.

if this is how you've been raised, and these are you ways, then forgive me, not only am i upset, i am ashamed too (as a woman, who holds the place and duties of a woman pretty high). "toh maaf kijiye, hum naraaz hi nahi, sharminda bhi hai..." of course, naraaz and sharminda have a sense difficult to translate.

poor naniji, who'd been through much and done all her duties. to find herself in this situation at this age, gah must be tough tough tough. yet she too was trying to deal with it, placing conditions but not threatening terrible things. all for the love of her grandson, chip off the old block he.


khushi was all khushi, rushing from shop to shop trying to find business. oh, madam had also worked out a slogan... a copywriter in there somewhere? poor payal, always sweet, supportive, trusting, of her dear younger one. the little girl who came home all torn, tattered, and sweetest ever at the tender age of 8 and became the older girl's principal fan, her toy even maybe, finally part of her heart. i can feel payal's absolute doting on younger sis. "hum theek toh kar rahein hain na?" she'sd asked the mercurial one in their first scene... never bossy, always believing in this crazy girl. payal was wise beyond her years and brave too.

one big grouse against creatives. did the loveliest shots of khushi have to come as a result of the obsession of aaargh shyam? that loving rove over her features on tender music, with the married lustful cretin looking on. why, creatives, why? but oh she looked fab, the camera seemed to be making love.


love is the last thing someone wants to think of, and busy he gets planning di's anniversary bash replete with real lucknow sweets...


(oh loads of hindi fillum ishtyle symbolism in those three words; she that lucknow delicacy, he the diabeic that just can't have enough of her, hmmm).


but run away from love he can't... his own live in girl friend makes him remember. poor man. and by the time he's done with this:


and some more thoughts of strings breaking, pearls scattering, bikhar gaya, a girl looking at him with eyes brimming with tears and accusation, he is just drained.


mamaji on an aside, tells akash the wisest of things: don't marry, and if you must, make sure, it's not a lub marraigewa. mamiji seeks food in her worry and frustration, shyam continues with his lascivious pursuits, anjali looks at him indulgently, la is happy that at long last something that she can deal with is about to happen... no, not another puja... a party. bet la will have no problems about bathing in perfumed vapours and more for that. her rituals are for her places of prayer, i don't blame the girl.

and before i leave to dress up for the big do, just one thing, have you ever seen anyone turn around and walk toward camera quite so sexily? rabba vey...

Indi liked your facinating take with also relating to old hindi films. loved the way you related the episode to the movies also and it was interesting to know about Raju Singh and how he created magic with the music in IPK as I did not follow this show much but came in very late .Some scenes do bring out the lovely romance, restraint, the nuances in love .I being a lover of songs whether old or new whatever when words hold so much of magic and meaning a song stanza thought just comes to my mind and while searching the exact words find even better ones.Your posts make very good reading.👏 Lovely pictures and creations especially ASR/Barun

Everybody gathered in the hall for the celebration and Yummilicious!😳 Arnav announced the party by wishing his two most beloved and important ppl of his life his Di and Jija.I must say every shot of this party is awesome.👏

The party is on ,the pain is on, the gain is on , and the fame is on but Khushi's khushi is off.. as her inquisitive eyes were sneaking for Anjali's hubby Shyam but ..."Jise nahin dekhna tha wohi bar bar dikh raha hai." [The only one is visible who I don't want to see] But his eyes are not off as he is flabbergasted at her already after all he found the the most oddest place ever beyond his imagination his closet,in his room.😳Its hard to survive from his burning gaze with million questions like daggers to put right through you..Isn't it Khushi.???

He followed her and caught her right by the poolside their sacred place and nailed his first dagger which was bleeding his heart off since the day she soaked at him"Tum nai tou kaha tha keh tum Lukhnow chali jaogi wapis nahin aogi"[you said,"you will leave for Lukhnow forever'].Today he is not going to tolerate her callowness towards him.No way !.He grabbed her and pulled her right next to his hard core while throwing glaring daggers at her.Their words are daggers but their gazes are grappling these enthralling and spellbound moments for their survival ..."Sansain Ruk jayengi" [can't breath]😃 Facinating

He wants to touch her, to hold on to her, to feel her ,inhale her essence, gulp her beauty for his endurance , submission ,and withstanding with her.She is not bothered either with his rough touch ,his gripping hold ,his brushing breath over her as its wrapped around with care and concerns and she does not want hasty measures for this second as she witnessed and read it in his eyes before she declared "Hamesha keh liye".As She lowers her gazes and looks back at him but he is reading each and every curve of her face and expression like there is no tomorrow.They poured their hearts to each other with soft eyes without uttering a word.Bravo to Barun and Sanaya...👏👏👏 WOW

Those emotions and desires awake fears in her as she tries to remove her hand from his tight grip but he is up to no good.Khushi,"aap batamizi kar rahe hain"[ you are manhandling]Arnav,"kyun keh batamizi keh elawah koi bhasha tumhain samajh nahin aati"[because you understand only this language...Khushi he has a point you did not let him speak when he was being gentleman...

"Mein tum se khuch pooch raha hoon ..tum yaha kya kar rahi ho"[I asked you what are you doing here instead of being in Lukhnow] Khushi,"Majboori thi tub bhi aur ab bhi"[ I had my reasons then and now]

They both are brushing each others with their sacharine breaths which throwing heavy waves of tingling sensations of desires in the form of daggers.Really iss pyar ko kia naam doon.!!!😳

Aap hamara hath choriye warna, warna kya kar lo gi....[leave my hand or else ...else WHAT?He wants you badly and he is determined too...Her eyes are receiving his messages along with words.She knows exactly what he meant which brings her back to reality...

Here we go, our egoistic challenge starts but with deep realization too,"aap Arnav Singh Raizada honge apne ghar mein"[ you will be ASR in your home]"Mera hi ghar hai.."[This is my home.] It seems like he is saying how dare you to enter my home [heart].

Khushi gave him answer astringently "tou hum mar jate par aap jaise logon keh ghar nahin aate"[I would rather die instead of coming home of ppl like you]Arnav by flaring his nostrils with antagonism "Tum hum jaise logon keh han hi kaam karti theen"[you were working for ppl like us before too]

Second dagger which is his biggest defence,"waise bhi tum jase llog tou paisoon keh liye..." [for money ppl like you ...]He couldn't finish his sentence and pain is visible as he knows by heart she is not like that but its painful for him that she is back just for the sake of money and not for...[zingagi mein aur bhi ghum hain mohabbat keh siwah MR Raizada] He does not want to lose this challenge as she is getting under his skin. ASR is not that weak that he can't get rid of one gal's thoughts.But is it possible Mr ASR?She gives him a look with question like she is asking "Did you know what you've just said?" 👏👏👏 The Rakshas is out Bechari Khushi

La comes in and Khushi liberates herself and she leaves her anklet for him to cherish as his gaze are not leaving her and her belongings at all.But his mesmerizing gaze on her says it all as "eik saye ki tarah cha gyei hai"[She is all around him like a shadow]The logging ,yearning,hankering,and at the top indulgence after seeing her is written all over this man👏👏👏

Mamiji want to put these two on work and Khushi is right she is not here to serve juices ,she is here for her groom ,her Mithai" sweets''But Khushi,Payal is right "you are the reason of all "Garbar"[problem]..regardless Payal's did this "Garbar" to send you to your LaadGovernor.

While Arnav saw Khushi leaving and Akash found Payal to talk to her.Both of them need to separate this "Flock of Titliyas" to catch them more often.😳Payal thaked him for Dupatta and Mamiji thanked her skills of over hearing ...after all she wants GOLD as a Bahu not BAHU as a gold. May be that's why she planned to spoil the sweets.Arggg😡

Shyam,"Humain tou sab se bara uphar shaadi ke din hi mil gaya tha,Rani Sahiba...[I 've got my biggest gift on wedding day,..Rani Sahiba] ...So true dear ...He is making me diabetic being over sweetner😡

Naniji is not losing her edge of shrewdness towards La and her mini skirts friends.Love Anjali's softness towards Payal and Khushi is true genuine and sweet.Daljeet was looking pretty though👏👏👏...Khushi missed the golden opportunity again to meet her husband.DM indeed is removing all the distracters to just focus on the main TASK...Bringing these two souls together by all means and that's what she did.👏😆

La's surprise gifts left everybody astounded. Nani was infuriated again with the filthy song number"Character Dheela hai" and at the top La's participation in it.Song perfectly fits on Shyam though.

Arshi Mahaepisode part 2

Why with a sophisticated La on his arm this man follows the Jalli Khushi devors her with his eyes and goes behind her to the poolside. Why asking her why she did not go to Lucknow Hamesha ke liye and touch her hold her shoulders tight and then "forget it" Indeed the girl you saved so many times why save her then will you forget her who is a part of your dil forget it . and then

mere aagan nein bijli chakmal jaaye
meri yeh payaliya geet tere gaaye

forget it and keep looking at the payal 😉

La character deela dancing and singing does not bother Arnav bitwa but Khushi does

All my thoughts in green and liked all the parts in green

Congratulations all and Durga 100 pages with Rakshas ki poetry