Blast from the Past Thread #6, ep 78, pg 115 - Page 37

Originally posted by: DurgaS

News update: 10/3/13

After the previous celebrations, few members led by Cynthia asked the investigating committee to stay on as their in-house investigators. They pondered over it for sometime and decided to give it a try. A separate team was appointed to assist the members in various matters.

Recently, a post by Indi mentioning, 'BD by BD including BD' confused members very much. They couldn't understand why body doubles were suddenly being discussed. Assuming that it was related to the recently seen episodes, a re-watch of those episodes was considered. When this exercise turned futile, the members turned to the resident investigators for answers. After going through the posts, they concluded that it had nothing to do with body doubles. The statement actually meant 'Bharat Darshan by BarunDiwani which also included Barun Darshan'. The members were relieved with this news and are now queing up behind BD, oops, BarunDiwani for the Darshans. 😊

Originally posted by: DurgaS

Disclaimer: Please do not copy my work anywhere. If you do, please give credit.

This is for all of us.

Tum Meera bano, Radha bano, nahin mujhe koi aapatti

Mujhe Jashoda banado, Subhadra banado, isme bhi main hoon sukhi

Vatsalya bhi to prem ka hai ek roop

Parde par dekhenge unke kayi swaroop

Kaamna yehi hai hum sabki

Yash aur keerti mein ho unki unnati

Translation:

You become Meera or Radha, I have no objection

Make me Yashoda or Subhadra, I am happy in this too

Affection is also a form of love

On screen we will see him in many forms

The wish we all have is

that there is a rise in his reputation and fame

Originally posted by: indi52

true, arshi, when all the chips are down, when darkness and defeat stalk you, and there seems not a single door open, just closing your eyes, breathing in deep, and trusting, and opening yourself to the touch of the eternal can do things you never thought possible. strength is in that trust. that very faith.

and how the way gets shown. sometimes coming to you, knocking on your door, saying, "hey, i am the way, come walk on me."

hi everyone,

i have been assured by my friends who do not get carried away by a hindi serial, who do not spend hours on an online forum, that i am going through a mid life crisis... also online people are not real peoplle.

i wonder what they'll say if they saw our conversations. you guys are some of the most real, interesting, strong, colourful people i've met in years. the so called "real world" is curiously bereft of this... the masks are too thick, the hearts and minds too covered by protective gear. and i seem to have no connection with most of them. but here, where the physical is out of the way... who looks like what, earns what, belongs to which family, drives what car, nothing of all that extraneous stuff getting in the way, i seem to sense the real people behind the fonts and colours.

me likee this unreal real world. thank you for being the explorers of this new reality with me.

i love my mid life magic spin.

Originally posted by: sohara

@ BarunDiwani

Awesome take on episode-69.

I expressed my thoughts in red.

A power packed episode that beautifully depicted the cause and effects of relationships, situations and a certain connection that increases in strength by the minute...

Just the right words to describe the episode.

When the dimaag(brain) is not on guard the dil(heart) escapes in her direction and indulges. Does Anjali not see this look on her brother's face while looking at this girl he despises and forgetting his own girlfriend beside her???

He was more enamored by Khushi than his GF. Though he wanted to hide it, but Khushi sure did notice it.

Sobti's eyes flawlessly show his transport back in time, through his eyes we see how his heart fills up with pleasant memory.

Barun's eyes speak volume.

he looks back at her and her increasing "acidity" was visible through out the airy piano notes.

Beautiful scene indeed.

one's mind wanders to that white kurta/pajam he wears next rakshabandan...sigh complet with that red tillak, Lord have mercy on all of us!

he was looking too hot on that day.

A woman who never lets her economic condition define her and lives with pride, a hard shell on the outside but a hear of gold on the inside. you rock Buaji!

Buaji's character was very strong in IPK. She is a woman of immense self respect and confidence.

This delightful evening takes a turn for the worst with the sound of a doorbell that bring the police into the RM. Finally the reason revealed for La's constant staring at the front door. Khushi's entrance into the RM has been negatively effecting her insecurity. She felt jealous of her to begin with because of Arnav's unexplained attraction and now she was winning Naani over with the snap of her fingers. She caused this situation thinking it would drive Khushi to quit her job.

True, but she was a bit annoyed to take training from not a high class girl like Khushi.

Arnav's eyes immediately shift directly to Khushi, who looks back at him as if telling him, "hum teek nahi hai (I'm not ok)"

he saw tears in her eyes.And he guessed something happened wrong with her.

This one second reminds me of her running towards him in the hospital lobby and wrapping herself around him, just needing him to protect her, console her.

In the hospital,she just couldn't share her grief to anybody. When she saw Arnav she couldn't control, but submitted her anguish to him. Coz deep down she already fall in love with her laad Governor.

Didn't he insult her with words like "overtime" and "more money" earlier? The thing is he can hurt her, humiliate her, insult her, point finger at her character, but how dare someone else? Even before that hospital scene she had been kicked out of his car, yelled at by him...but at the sight of him in her broken state, she runs to him. Deep within, a trust has been established

Coz he thinks khushi belongs to him only. Remember how he beat up those goons in Nainital for touching Khushi."tu Khushi ko haath lagaya". He meant, how dare you touch my Khushi. She is mine.

he quickly looks away and starts walking up the stairs, just so she misses him...but he can only walk a few steps before her tears act lilke thorns on his feet to stop him.

He couldn't see tears in her eyes.

The beauty of watching this couple, witnessing the effect they have on each other, while they try to figure out the cause

Can't agree more.

Originally posted by: indi52

12 to 16 march there was magic in the gulal, manna in the bhang. i will never forget my excitement on seeing the hurriedly put together holi promotion. khushi with ladkhadati payr, arnav with nashili aankhey, what a sensuous nearness. after days of hatred, a dunk in love. a week to just get lost in. to holi, and that unbelievable colour of pyaar.

Originally posted by: cinthiann1758

Thank you all for being here for me during this time. I really never thought about the dead becoming stars in the sky until Kushi mentioned it. It brings me solace at this time. I am a believer in God and the Divine. I believe in an after life and I believe our souls live on. I always feel my Father's presence and I knew last night because I heard a voice calling to me that my Mom had moved on in this life to the next. Friday I will be traveling with her cremains to NY to have a service with my family there and then I will come back home to have a funeral mass and bury Mom with my father next week. Life goes on; I am grateful for all they have taught me and the life I had with them.
I looked up at the night sky tonight and was winked at by two bright stars in the sky.

My Mother My Angel

Kathy J Parenteau

Once upon a time an angel held my hand,
She wiped away my tears and helped me understand.
Our time on earth is brief, there's lessons to be learned,
Each precious day God gives us another page is turned.
Every chapter full of memories, times of joy and tears,
Triumphs and defeats, through every passing year.
She loved us unconditional, always by our side,
When no one else would listen, in her we could confide.
With gentle words of wisdom she led us on our way,
Down the paths of righteousness if ever we did stray.
She saw the light in everyone and gave with no regrets,
Always from her heart let's us not forget.
Angels come in many forms, for me it is my mother,
With love I cannot say in words there'll never be another.
Every day I turn the page in my heart will ever remain,
Everything she taught me as I stroll down memory lane.
Thank you God for giving me the most priceless of all treasures,
Help my Lord to keep alive her memory here forever.
I pray that I can some day be everything she hoped I would,
That's she smiling down from heaven knowing she did good.
As we gather here today there's no ending to her story,
Another chapter has begun full of grace and glory.
Gods called her to his heavenly home, part of his great plan,
Although it may be hard, we all must understand.
Faith is what is hoped for, things we cannot see,
Heaven is promised to all of us if only we believe.

Source: My Mother My Angel, Mother Death Poem http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/my-mother-my-angel-2#ixzz2NCqmivR8
www.FamilyFriendPoems.com

Originally posted by: BarunDiwani

Durga, this is waaayy too funny, i come to one conclusion...all the BDs rock!!!!😉