"Kuchh nahi di...Khushi ulajh gayee"
"Nothing Di, Khushi was entangled)"
Very well aware of the effect he had on her, he turns to Khushi with a slight devilish tone he answered his Di's question "Kya hua...what happened. The message was sent and received successfully from him to Khushi. She had ended up more entangled than she started out.
Khushi's ulajh (entanglement) is the theme of this episode, written gorgeously by the CVs to create her ulajh in multiple layers both physical and emotional.
She was warned by Anjali "those light are really tangled up" but Khushi insisted "hum kar lenge (I'll get it done)"...sure enough after throwing a few light here and a few light there in between attempts to untangle herself seem to have the opposite effect.
After taking longer than she should have Anjali tells Arnav to check up on the lights, "Khushi is there too." It was hard to miss the excitement in his light eye movements at the sound of Khushi's name.
"teek hai mein dekh ta hoon"
" Ok, i'll check"
By the time he reached up there, she had managed to wear all the lights from head to toe. "Now will i have to stand here all night like a statue?"...silly khushi
just then all of pool side comes alive with the lights, and so does he. Kushi, tangled up and liit up like a Chrismas tree (she even wearing green), a sight most people would chuckle at , but Arnav Singh Raizada was transfixed...Hey hey, Rabba ve,
he takes her in while she forgets about the lights and worries about her speeding heartbeats.
She flinches with a burn from a light, he flinches with her flinch "aahiste!(slowly)" he seemed to have mouthed under the Rabba ve melody. His concern for her never goes unnoticed by her, maybe the reason for having so much patience and understanding when he's at his worst.
He closes in on her, She's helpless as his soft gaze is glued to her face... almost forgetting why he stepped forwards till she flinches from another burn. Rightfully he grabs the hand that was in pain, no objections from her. Slowly he starts to untangle her, starting with that hand, moving on to behind the neck where for a second, Khushi had to close her eye to tame the butterflies and her dhadkan, her cheek on his hand, she can still feel his sensual eyes on her. His right hand gently placed on her shoulder, slowly he twirls her around so her back and her dori face him, while his arms reach around her
Imagine that the man that makes your dhadkan go wild is brushing his body with yours, at times his face close enough to feel his warmth, his breath. Her eyes close at this very experience yet there is comfort in this closeness, though she maybe wishing it wasn't so.
He watches his effect on her from the back, enjoying everybit of this, seeing right through the uljan (tanglement). Touching feeling, watching her so closely. His actions come close to fulfilling his desires. He is in a nasha (high) of his own.
Again his hands on her shoulders guide her back in front of him, his gaze on her never really left, but she finds courage to look him in the eye briefly, she was most certainly interested in knowing his reaction and found him still transfixed.
He reaches accoss her neck closing their gap even more to very carefully free the last of the lights from under her dori sending the heart beats in frenzy.
He saved her from the lights, but who will save her from his gaze thats been piercing her non-stop and still show no sign to relieving her.
As the moment comes to an end its her eyeing his lips subtly before looking away. The sensual fire is burning on both sides, he has always awakened this woman inside of her
"Tum teek ho?" are you okay?"...he always has to know
she responds with a nervous nod
"Sure?" This is new, extra lengths to sweetly confirm, surprised she looks up to read his eyes, gentle, caring, gneuine.
The lights turn off...Anjali walks in "Chote, kya hua?"
"Kucch nahi Di" turning back to Khushi, he emotes his double meaning answer "Khushi ulajh gayee" He knows how she feels about him, maybe he was trying to let her know "i know", what ever his message was, she heard him loud and clear tangling her up even more.
"The lights were on?" Anjali asks "shock lad jaata toh?"...oh Anjali, they're both dealing with 440v current of their own...Chote's brain had stopped functioning as soon as the lights turned on.
" i'm fine Anjaliji, i should go" as she walks by his eyes continue to follow her till out of sight. The physical attraction depicted so well in this love story, its essential for any love story. Glad they didn't make is a side emotion.
Later he would stand by the majestic poolside sparkling with Diwali lights. Enticed, aloofed, eyes filled with her sensuality, he grabs a hold of one of the lights relieving her essence from that moment.
The strength of his feelings for her at this time remind me of his state during Payash's wedding, only here he decides to suppress them and then he realizes he can suppress no more.
So an untangled tangled-up Khushi walks home consumed with thoughts of the sweet, gentle,caring side of her Laad governer. How he put his hand on her head and the promise she saw in his eyes the just now how gently he took the lights off of her. She was recognized his efforts, so much that when she came home, she look down to the two silver coins and made a connection. Could it be him? no real evidence except the damaged chamko bag, just her gut feeling.
Another layer of uljhan is added when Garima breaks the news to Khushi that her engagement to Shyaam has been finalized, Buaji even makes a reference to the silver coins as "accha shagun" (good luck)...the same words Anjali had used for them earlier. Khushi had not seen the joy he had on his face as he walked away seeing her smile from the "accha shagun" he gave her, but she had just makd a connection.
As her Amma and Buaji continued talks of engagement to Shyam, every inch of Khushi was screaming no, it just didn't feel right. Not because it's Shyam, her reaction would've been the same for anyone else.
The strong protest from within forces the always obedient daughter to object. "No Buaji, No Amma, hum yeh saadi nahi kar sakte (I can't do this marriage)...hamse hamse yeh nahi hoga (I...I can't do this)" Buaji demands a reason "find on flaw" but how can Khushi give her the real reason, reasons she's still trying to figure out. Garima becomes voice of reason for now and puts her foot down about not pressuring her daughter into marriage. All she asked was "think about it"
The lights flicker on and off in her room as she tries to make sense things. CLosing her eyes she pictures herself running to him, hugging him then crying on his shoulder, her eyes fly open, she looks scared of this feeling but she wants to feel again. She closes her eyes and this time its him offering his support, his hand on her head...again her eye open.
She asks DM, her best friend "So much is happening in the house, then why am i thinking of Laad goverenor all the time...Buaji is right, there is nothing wrong with Shyamji, then why don't i want to marry him, why am i thinking of Arnavji every moment? Pehli baar, for the first time, why am i not listening to my family? Tell me DM, what's happened to me, i don't understand anything...atleast show me the right way"
Khushi ulajh gayee. Atleast with the lights Anjali had warned her, but these other tanglements and thoughts of Arnavji "har pal" "every moment" ame with no such warning. Now she has to worry about the strange feeling for him and the pressure to marry another. Atleast she has recognized that whatever she's feeling for Arnav, its too strong to ignore and marry someone else but her ulajh continues for now..
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