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Posted: 12 years ago

Originally posted by: DurgaS

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Episode 111-113
KOI MATLAB NAHIN
Jaane anjaane dekha jo sapna, ek pal mein usey tod diya
Palbhar ke liye jise samjha tha apna, ek jhatke mein muh mod liya
Toot gaye, bhikhar gaye, saari umeed chod chuke hain hum
Bhavna ke saagar mein laakar, beech majhdhaar humey chod diya
Dekh liya tha unka chehra, bina unke gusse ka dhaal
Himmat jutaakar unsey poocha, man mein uthtey huye sawaal
Matlab kya tha unkey paas milne wale hamare payal ka
Matlab kya tha humare beech huye un jazbaati lamhon ka
Jawaab ke badle mein milgayi dil todne wali ek khabar
Khushi ke uss mahaul mein, humare aansoo beh chale bekhabar
Hazaar tukde hogaye dil ke, awaaz zara bhi aayi na magar
Hamare iss haalat ki gawah thi, sirf unki chubhti nazar
Kuch bhi na raha ab, koyi sawaal nahin, jawaab nahin
Jaangaye ke ye haqeeqat hai koyi khwaab nahin
Pehle jin baaton ka tha talash, ab yun baaton ka talab nahin
Par chaunk gaye jab ye suna, un sab baaton ka koi matlab nahin


❤️Durga you really took Khushi's words and her heart felt emotions through this .Just too good you are really excelling in it.👏👏👏
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Posted: 12 years ago

Originally posted by: supriya.arshi




Episode 111

Title Credit : Cynthia



⭐️You are very welcome supi but they both and the entire show is so appealing and atractive when you do this extra it makes it more special .Love it as usual.👏👏👏
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Did Barun buy them in Dubai credit to the uploader


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Episode-113

kiyu dard hai itna ter ishq mein
why there is too much pain in his love!
"you mean nothing" the afflictive words of Arnav caused a debacle in her heart. But he is incorrigible, no way he is not ready to accept that he is in love with khushi. isn't it surreal that a person can be so complex, so obdurate! but what is her fault? she was so happy for the past few days! the diwali also started with laughter and happiness, but why it ended like a devastating storm! she couldn't salvage anything to move on. First she got rejection from the man she loved for the very first time. then got victimized by the devil shyam and butchered by the inexorable buaji.

Khushi opens the door and on the door there is no other but Arnav. she is shocked to see him. He is also restless like her, so he came to see her again. He gives her the wallet back, "you left it in the car." When buaji sees him, she cordially invites him inside and as usual scolds Khushi to make him stand outside. Arnav changes his expression immediately, he refuses to get inside, but can't antagonize as buaji requested him ardentlty. Buaji introduces him with Garimaji. Garimaji humbly requests him to have sweets. But Khushi intervenes, "he can't have sweets." Arnav looks at her with a jolt, there is a question in his eyes,"mera itna fikar!" When Arnav sees babuji, he moves forward to greet him. he asks, how is his health. Amma answers, he is convalescing. Arnav tells them, "if you need anything just let me know."
(pause: what a nice gesture of him. It means he thinks Khushi's family is his own. then why you are denying that you love and care Khushi. how much prove you will show to the poor girl that she does faraq to you.)

Arnav bid bye and wishes them happy diwali. His gaze is still stuck at Khushi. Amma tells khushi to see him off. Arnav was rushing to his car when Khushi calls him "shukriya." Arnav stops, may be he is thinking "thanks for what". She takes a little time and tells him ,"for returning my wallet." Arnav got the excuse to protrude the issue, "apne cheesze yaha woha chorne ki tumhari adat hai. jaise tum tumhari payal mere pool side mei choda tha.tumhari payal mere pas thi iska koyi galad matlab math nikalna. e math sochna ke ek amir admi tumhari payal ko apne sine se lagakar baitha tha. Mujhe e sabki koi pharak nahi padta. It does means nothing.
translation: It's your habit to leave your stuff here and there. that's how you left your anklet by my pool side.your payal was with me, so don't misunderstand that a rich guy kept your payal close to his heart. it doesn't make any difference to me.
they look at each other sternly.
Khushi recollects how he put the payal around her ankle.
She repeats after him in abhorence, 'koi matlab nahi hai, it doesn't mean nothing!"
Arnav says scathingly
"shayad tumhare liye hoga. tum he to laga ki tumhari zindegi ban gayi, mere liye tumhari aur uss baat ki koi ahimyaat nahi hai.
translation: it may be important to you.you thought your life has set. there is no importance of you and that thing in my life.
pause: yeah sure, that's why you ran to her home to return her wallet and saying the words, she didn't even ask to know.
Arnav moves to her, what makes her step back. A scorching pain is burning her heart.
sad rabba vey intensifies her pain.t uhi bata mere maula starts in the BG.
Arnav huddles fast from their patio, gets in the car and bangs the door shut. Khushi jolts hearing the bang. She looks at him forlornly, can't understand the reason of his asperity.Tears start to roll down from her eyes.
She saunters slowly, holds a a column and slides down. Tears are coming out from her eyes involuntarily. Payal comes and asks whether Arnav gone or not. Khushi hides her tears from her and tries to act normal. payal notices the anklet on her foot, "where and when did you get it? why didn't you tell me?" the repercussion takes Khushi to the pool side scene, where Arnav put the payal and next his words, it doesn't mean anything. She answers with suppressed emotions in her voice, "uss bath ka koi matlab nahi hai.(it means nothing).
She runs inside her room.
Tuhi bata mere maula starts in the BG depicts the turbulent state of her mind. Excruciating pain has enveloped around her.
"na pass a sake naa door ja sake
pyaar inko khiche takrar inko roke."
she is crying incessantly.her pain is indecipherable.She is feeling she is completely mortified.
"iss pyar ko kya naam doon"
On the other side, Khushi's teary eyes reverberating in Arnav's mind.He stops the car and leans his head on the seat. he is in the turbulent ocean of pain. The divulge of guilty feelings is gnawing at his heart.

Shyam wants to go somewhere. but his mother like wife is insisting to go along with him. how the swindler can take her with him. he is going to accomplish his mission to get married Khushi. He calls someone and instructs to do all the arrangement. later we will know what arrangement he was talking about.

It seems like buaji will get her peace after taking Khushi's life. She is blabbering and screaming at Khushi, "sanka devi closed the door without agreeing for marriage. you can't get a good guy like shyam. " Buaji 's incessant pressure irks Payal too. she is a caring sister, she can see how vulnerable she is. She tries to make buaji understand. Amma also is trying to defend Khushi. But buaji is tenacious, she even starts to scold her pyaari payaliya. Honestly I am more pissed off on buaji than Shyam.

Buji's pyaare shyam comes at the spur of the moment. Buaji becomes delectable to see him, "shyam bahua you came! diwali was so dull without you."The devil feed her sweets. plz buaji marry Shyam and spare our innocent khushi.😡

Shyam came with his next plot. so he is in the process to implement it. he says buaji to check the light out. When buaji goes there, she hollers, "hai re nand kisore!" everybody rush out to see what's the matter. they sees Khushi and Shyam's name is written in a heart on the wall. so this is the arrangement what Shyam was talking about. Insidious Shyam concocted this to push the family to the edge.He is now on his next move. he screams and gathers the people. People might didn't notice it. but he is calling the people to defame khushi. I can't believe that a human being can be so heinous! including bua the rest of the family want to leave the matter. but the nefarious guy wants to let the people know about him and Khushi. The neighbors seem know nothing about shyam and Khushi. So obviously it's not their job, but evil Shyam's plan.

When the rest of the family was outside Shyam comes inside to manhandle babuji. First he gives him a mocking smile and says derisively,"If i would know who did this heinous act" he stops and twist his words,"to itna choti harkat bada kam kar jate he mausaji (sometimes some trivial thing matters to complete big thing.)" Babuji looks at him grimly. if he could he would smash his face. but poor guy unable to do or say anything.

Buaji gotta chance to lacerate Khushi. She bangs khushi's door makes her open it, "what happened buaji?" Buaji vehemently drags her out and shows her what is written on the wall. Amma is trying to stop her, "what is her fault?" I can see the difference between amma and bua. Payal also feeling bad. she also agrees her amma. But buaji has become relentless today. she has planned to slaughter the poor girl. she begins her tirade, "faisla na karne ki galti. apne amma-babujiko parwa na karne ki galti. tumhare babauji ki dil mei kya beeth rahi he iss bath ko na samajh ne ke galti.
Khsushi is in convulsion. Buaji is deranging her completely. she is repugnant what to do.
Pause: buaji, how cum you are so ungrateful! a young girl who is trying so hard to earn for the family, to make them happy, you are accusing her that she doesn't care her parents! Shyam is so important than your niece!
she is blaming khushi, "dekho tumhari mauno brat ki karan kitna badnami ho rahi hai.(see how disgrace we have to face because of your silence.there is no place left to hide our face.)

where back in the room Shyam is farcing a sweet in babuji's mouth, "diwali mubarak ho uncleji" when bauji starts to gasp, shyam screams, "what happened uncleji?" hearing his scream all of them come inside to check. They get panicked. Buaji again puts the blame on Khushi. she starts her tumult,
because of you, your father is getting ill. moreover so much disgrace, people are mocking at us. what do you want to do? you just can't do a little thing for babuji. the whole family ruined because of you."
Khushi is ebbing in riot of emotions. she is tremulous in fear massaging her dad's leg.
Amma is feeling bad for the poor soul "why are you after her jiji?"But buaji is obdurate. she is still putting all the blame to khushi.Payal is also defending her baby sis.
Khushi can't bear buaji's tumult any more, she stands up and gives them her decision,"alright, i'm ready."
She recollects Arnav's words for the last time, "it doesn't mean anything."
Shyam is exulting his victory.he is giving a devilish smirk.
buaji wants to make sure again, 'so you are ready to marry shyam!"
Khushi beckons.
khushi took the decision by thinking of arnav. If Arnav wouldn't say those harsh words to her, she never would decide to marry Shyam.
But can she live without arnav?

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=SZ6gAVTlCAQ[/YOUTUBE]



Edited by sohara - 12 years ago
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Posted: 12 years ago

Originally posted by: supriya.arshi




Episode 111

Title Credit : Cynthia


Supriya, wow! This is too good! 😃👏👏 Thank you for that collage above. What a thought! Lovely.
Edited by DurgaS - 12 years ago
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@Chalhov
Thank you for liking my Bhag parody 4. I've updated my post on pg.73 with your comments. 😊
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Posted: 12 years ago
I will be posting today's episode a bit early, i.e. around 6 pm IST. Kindly co-operate. Sorry for the inconvenience.
I am giving links for this week's episodes in the post given below. The link for the same is also given on the main page.
Links for this week's episodes: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/82156092
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@Wiwy
Riddle No. 9:😃

Why did Arnav's chest turn red when tea was thrown on it?😆

My earlier answers - https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/81966213
(in short, all rejected) 😲
Some more answers:
Answer No. 5: Just as Arnav is allergic to agarbatti(mosquito coil), similarly he's allergic to tea patti (tea leaves). There could have been some left over tea leaves in the cup. (Ok, I know, this is the silliest answer 😆)
Answer No. 6: There was sugar in the tea and it caramalized upon hitting Arnav and turned the chest to red colour. (That would be the expression of whoever reading this one. 😆)
I am done with my answers, Wiwy. Can't think of anymore.
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Originally posted by: indi52

episodes 112/113

"how long does it take to reach heartbreak, bataiye hume?"
"just two episodes, especially if you take the suv. shut up and sit in the car."

why two episode Indi just few minutes in a episode is what I think a man despite his depth of feelings for the girl who moments ago want to get intimate and close is afraid of his intense feelings does not want to commit himself to a girl whom he protects cant stand her tears and more


two taut, densely constructed episodes with performances that completely stole the show, brought me to the edge of the tumult and left me in the dark, navigation systems down.

on the final two day of diwali, darkness ascended and seemed to win. the darkness of fear, betrayal, pain, terror, loss within a man.

and the darkness that was the very being of another.

the most fascinatingly designed week of five episodes took us through a range of emotions, tremulous joy to heady excitement, to utter attraction and a heart thudding high, and then now, devastation. beautiful writing, screenplay, direction, music.

and undoubtedly the finest acting.

two people sitting next to each other in an suv cabin, a few dialogues... and this level of communication of a feeling, have i ever seen? has just a slow turn of eyes, or a quiver of a set of lips said so much ever. it felt as though barun sobti and sanaya irani held the air around them in sway with their intense delineation of two people slowly dying, their pain ricocheting off the hard glass panes and metal and wooden surfaces. a feeling of claustrophobia rising.

we have spoken about the genius of the poolside almost kiss scene, but really that scene of the two in his car as he drives her home and the one where she is going to pieces in her room and he in his sanctuary at the driving wheel, absolute award winning performances. the thing that always strikes me is how real they feel, if there's melodrama it's just up to the point that human beings like us would go to/have gone to in our lives.

and the other thing is that sense of youth, they both feel as young as they are supposed to be, their age seems to inform everything... like that buoyancy in the characters. one minute in the heart of hell, the next day again fighting back, repaired, almost whole. i find that an essential sign of youth, the energy within too high to clam up and descend into permanent grey. there's bright light, there's deep dark, there are streaks of red and blue and green and all the colours of the spectrum, but rarely a dull shade, a shade that feels effete or tired. yes the resilience of youth or characters not to drown in the depths of depression/melancholy like a Hamlet or Macbeth

diwali was the most powerful week of ipk for me till now. and it was curiously satisfying even though when she said yes to the preposterous marriage i thought all was over.

For whom he does not answer rudely brushes off makes a commitment to marry a GF whom he feels nothing watches like a hawk the girl and her devastated feeling who means so much to him why he cares to drop her safely home why not let her be why again give a chance so that she questions him uff these episodes touch and grip your heart

112

soulful strains of rabba vey started the episode, their pathos seemed deeper thanusual, had to be, look what he had gone and just done... "shadi kar raha hai", getting married... in the dead tense voice. she is looking at him... he is looking at her... the deed is done... he is marrying la... she walks away.

"chamkili tum kahan ja rahi ho.. kya baat ho gayi... you're crying... tum mere liye khush nahin ho?"
life is never easy. just as you are running from the sight of the man who touches and caresses your heart making a lifetime commitment to another, that another will stop you and ask, what's up, honey, where are you going, why're you crying, aren't you happy for me. and you, because you are khushi and have been brought up a certain way, believe in certain things, will have to stop, remember this girl is your friend, not her fault what happened, in fact it was your job to teach her stuff that would make her the ideal wife for him; and you will smile and congratulate her.

and let that smile mask your pain. in fact you'll smile and rejoice so much that only the one that gives you this intense suffering will know, you really are going crazy underneath.

just as he is. but he will hide that behind his habitual taciturn brusqueness.


khushi describes her tears to la as "khushi ke aansoo," tears of happiness. la plays on the word and says, i know, they aren't "lavanya ke aansoo," not la's tears. sad... because those tears will come and and claim their right soon. in his moment of terror, running scared from a feeling, asr had taken a decision that not only didn't consider khushi, it considered no one. not di, not naniji, certainly not la. it was a horrible reflex action that would crash through many lives. the only thing that will mitigate the impact perhaps will be that heart of his, true and pure and usually brave, always honest. just for that maybe la will be able to forgive him. also face the fact, that she herself had refused to look at the truth although soemwhere she knew it all along. till the day comes when it will be Lavanya ke aansoo somehow these words means such a time will come when both will feel that because she guesses ASR's real love for Khushi and Khushi does not know

he keeps watching her trying to overcome her feelings and be happy for everyone... when mamiji sneers at the girl offering her sweets from lucknow, "ab hello hi nahi bye bye kareke time hui gawa hai... naahin?" time to say bye bye not hi, he seems to blanch.

he hadn't thought of that.

she is still trying to beat it all with her chirp, rushing to offer sweets to everyone... and she's face to face with him. life will put you through the toughest tests won't it? and even if life relented, love surely wouldn't.

the car screeched to a halt behind her. she was startled.


what was he doing here?

khushi went into the happy act once more. she is trying to get above that pain. he glowered at her. grim, lips taut, eyes intense.


"arre aap yahan kya kar rahe hai... ap ko toh..." arre, so shrill and bright, what are you doing here.. you should be-

"gadi mein baitho." sit in the car... grim, dense.

magnificent counterpoint... she is "arre," chirpy and high pitched... he terse, low volume, clipped. both are shades of pain. no one suffers less. only one seems to have the power to create the pain, maybe because essentially, that's all he's got from life, that "bedard" heartless world he spoke of when they met the second time... perhaps that's all he knows how to deliver with expertise.

"mein ghar chhor doonga." i'll take you home.

i will take you home... you are mine, my responsibility, i won't let you wander alone on diwali night, i just need you, can't you see. even if she could, she was too young, too unknowing in these matters to act on that sensing of the situation.


"nahin... hum chale jaayenge." no, i'll go by myself.

"shut up and sit in the car." that familiar rudeness, his right over her. from forever. why, why. does he ever ask himself why it feels ok to speak to her as though she is a part of him? no need for "laukikata," social niceties. you are mine and I am yours but I will not say or accept it but my acts speak for myself and she will also give in let him be why not slap him and say how dare you talk to me bully me with what right

asr music is blasting. he is here. he will do what he feels is right. he will not care what anyone thinks... anger crocheted with desire and a feeling he can't name. he will use his anger to get past this scary feeling. she will try to use her laughter her ability to be happy no matter what. who will succeed. who will die tonight.. the night of decisions, after all.

in the car, a tense silence, they look at each other... such a superbly felt scene, she looks at him first, she has no need to hide her eyes and she hasn't inflicted this pain. i wonder will he look at her. then, so very slowly and with the slightest little movement, he does. he needs to see her. and not only that, he needs to see if she is ok or not, holding up or not... even when he is hurting her like mad. tu hi bata mere maula.

to make the moment bearable if not palatable, khushi rushes into a spiel about how happy she is. oh she is so happy he is marrying, happy about everything everybody, happy happy...

"toh tum khush ho." so you are happy. husky, flat.

if there's one dialogue that meant the episode to me, it was this.

he doesn't believe her of course, but why does he want to push her with this question, what is it he yearns to hear?

"hum bhi toh yahi chahte the..." the smiling one says, that's what i wanted...

"oh really," a deadly drawl. he is freaking out.

so contrary, so male. first you get completely attracted, then you lose control, you are scared stiff, then you do something colossally silly to convince yourself you can handle it, then you are completely mad because she says she is happy for you. kitni koshish he is doing to push her away, but his heart refuses to let him.

complicated. and way too much for this young girl.


"tum yahi chahti thi..." you wanted this, like hell i believe you.

he watches her with her heart breaking plastic smile saying what could be of greater happiness than this... that he and la are getting engaged.

"thodi der pehle tum mujhse kuch poochh rahi thi," a little while back you were asking me something... oh he wants to really give her some more hell, how dare she enter his sanctum sanctorum, his heart... even worse perhaps, his head. his precious prized dimaag. he couldn't think straight. so attractive was she this evening, so pulling him on a string. he couldn't think straight. no!

about what?

about the payal.

oh that... that was nothing... not khaas, "khaas baat toh yeh hai ki jis kaam ke liye hum aaye the... woh ho gaya." oh that's not important, what of consequence is what i came to do is done. yeah, in a funny kind of way it is, isn't it.

"toh tum apne payal ke baare mein nahin jaanna chahti," so you don't want to know about your payal. where that payal story had started, with khushi mentioning it to payal one day i think. then that evening when she came back and her payal stayed on by his pool. and he picked it up later, to look at it for many minutes and never to speak of it again. and now tonight, adroitly it enters frame and becomes a central motif. expert picking up of a note by creatives and making it pertinent just where it fits.


she is not entering this conversation, she prattles on about the impending nuptials... "aap done ki jodi kitni acchi lagti hai," you two will look so good as a couple.

brakes.

"get out."

shut up then, now get out. okay he can stop being so cootchie coo now. censors censors.

hey hey... that sudden interjection cuts into her forced gaiety and dissolves it. she never liked likes it when he says get out it somehow hurts her more always


"dekh kya rahi ho... i said get out..."


the realisation they are at her place...

she loses all her chirp, desperate to get out and run away from this grilling. why won't the damn seat belt open? desperate hands try again and again. he unlocks the belt for her... she is torn to shreds inside, no need, no strength to hide any more. he swallows looking at her state, but he leaves.

but there's that bag.


113

na door ja sake yeh, na paas aa sake yeh.

"tumne gadi mein chhor diya that,"

he is at the door. her eyes widen. he has come back with her purse. why, i want to know, why can't he just leave her alone, why this inability? how hard his dil struggles with his dimaag. a heroic battle of titans as it were. all inside him. the smooth gorgeous exterior, the battle scarred interior.

he hands her the purse, eyes still, yet a lick of a flame within. "tumne gadi mein cvhhor diya tha... " a tiredness in his voice.

kaun hai... buaji intervenes. she is delighted to see their benefactor... on diwali night, and what's with khushi, she doesn't speak since her return, but

come in... babua. babua?!!

"namaste," he is meeting her father for the first time, the most important man in her life. how is he, tell me if you need anything... "mujhe chalna chahiye, happy diwali."

her mother prompts her to go see him off.

"shukriya..." thank you she said... shuru kiya, started, la had said i recall.

tension. he stops, clenches his jaws, she's dishevelled within, you can feel it in her gait, her voice, her discomfort.

"humara batwa lautane ke liye..." for returning my purse.

he breaks... you can almost see it. maybe that prim little look on her face, maybe her seeming resilience, something just seems to crush him, and he decides of course turn it all against her, break her that's it. what is this thing in us that makes us hurt the thing we love the most?
Payal was the 1st one to accuse him of this use todhana chate te but when you could not you put her life in danger after the guesthouse incident and Khushi too you will not tell anything but turn away like always the more he hurts her the more he hurts himself and wants to break her punish her but she is a sunshine girl she will shine and make you change the beauty of this story.


"apne cheezen yahan wahan chhorne ki aadat hai tumhe. jaisi apni payal mere pool mein chhori thi... tumhari payal mere paas iss baat ka koi galat mattlab mat nikal lena... yeh mat soch lena ki ek amir aadmi tumhari payal ko apni seene se laga kar baitha tha..."



the tirade builds, stop leaving your things everywhere. like you left your payal by my pool, don't read the wrong thing into your payal being with me...don't think some rich guy was hanging about holding your payal to his heart... oh telling telling words and harsh as hell.


but you do LG you do if she wont leave you will take something of hers like the pearls you kept from the 1st meeting you could have told her that day itself that your payal has fallen or give to Di or la to return but you did exactly what you are saying should I laugh or cry for you.

"mujhe iss sab se koi faraq nahin padta..." all these things make no difference to me

and the last blow

"doen't mean a thing." then why are you hammering this point to her or is it yourself 😉 means so much to you

she remembers him putting on her payal, all the care, the tenderness, the want, the respect, everything... she remembers his lips approaching her... inexorable...

four words wrenched out of her... "koi matlab nahin hai?" the signature dialogue of the last diwali episode.

doesn't mean a thing.

suddenly it struck me, this is the first time in her life she's had this sort of a sexual, sensual, emotional encounter with a man. not his first time, but hers... and this is its denouement... and the first man to make her feel like this is saying this to her... that meant nothing, she means nothing.

"shayad tumhare liye hoga..." maybe for you it is... ah the rich brat act. "tumhe toh laga hoga ki tumhari zindagi ban gayi." you must have thought life's made now. going in for the kill, aggressive, ruthless.

"mere liye uss baat ki, ya tumhari... koi ahmiyat nahin hai." for me that whole thing, and you... neither have any importance.

her eyes flash, stricken by this abject rejection, you as a person are of no consequence to me. the man who was gently putting on her payal, holding her heel firmly not releasing, wanting to kiss her, the man who couldn't stop looking at her, has said she doesn't mean a thing. A mature person would have heard with a pinch of salt but with a young girl end of teens she takes everything at face valve thats why when during the Sheetal track he says doesnt mean a thing she gets scared of her and her influence on Arnav and goes into all that

rabba ve... tuhi bata mere maula...


she jerks up at the slam of his car door.

he hated her tears, yet he never could stop giving her these very gifts. pearls dropping, scattering on a cold hard floor. some meetings are telling, and yet you can't predict what they really mean to say. maybe remembering all the times he hurt her

when payal asked her about her payal, again she remembered. "uss baat ka koi matlab nahin tha, jiji."

she went into her room, a dazed broken girl, and the tears flowed endless. he sat in his car, stone faced remembering her again and again.
caught between pyaar and takraar at a crossroads that seemed impossible to negotiate. tuhi bata played its appeal to maula, to rabba, what is to be done with these lovers that can neither come close nor distance themselves from each other... the tempo increased taking emotions higher. cascade of khushi in his mind, she is sobbing in heartbreak, he can't bear anymore. he stopped the car and agony shot across his face, he closed his eyes and felt all the pain he was trying so hard to keep away from.

he has just gone and killed a beautiful feeling that had started perhaps showing him some dreams. dreams that he had sworn never to see.

he remembered: a tear releasing and falling from her eyes as he announced his intention to marry la; her embracing la and looking at him, eyes moist; her tears just now.

tears only, that were his gift this diwali.

and the darkness played a deadly game. knavery, fraud, scam nothing left out in the game to persuade a middle class family that their girl's honour was at stake if she weren't married off to him. and to force her hand, the using of her weakest spot... her babuji. he couldn't tell her the truth, and so hurt she was, she couldn't read his eyes. the pressure built.

she remembered the payal, the doesn't mean a thing...

"theek hai," ok, she said.

"hum taiyaar hai." i am ready. no, he hadn't been able to break khushi after all, she was made of sterner stuff... yes her heart was broken, but not her sense of duty, not her innate strength. a streak of asr in her too. and i look forward to it the day she asks him what's it to you whether i'm engaged or not. she has taken a decision too. she. is. ready.

a circular pan around her. chakravyuh closing in.


my hope lies in sweets. bina shakkar.
that we heard of the very first day of festival. an excited girl with her special treat for a laad governor that gives her acidity.

what must he have gone through at the party when his sister said, "pata hai yeh khushi jine banai hai.. tumhare liyr... bina shakkar wali mithai." do you know, khushiji has made those sweets for you, without sugar.

and what must he have felt when khushi cut in at gh later,


"nahin, amma, unhe meetha mana hai," no, amma, he's not allowed sweets. her voice urgent, sharp...
unhe meetha mana hai... my husband isn't allowed sweets, in hindi that's exactly how you'd say that too.

who belongs to whom really. does a hurtful decision obliterate pyaar?



sometimes ipk reminds me of a fabulously composed symphony. perfectly released beginnings, a strong melody tying piece to piece moving on, rises and falls, movements, crash of cymbals here and there, strings, percussion, wind all laid in harmony. heart stopping climaxes. i don't know much about classical music, but who hasn't heard beethoven's fifth.
the first episode of ipk was certainly a dha dha dha dhaaan. the dhaaan reverberates through till now till here, you can never forget that pearl string snapping. and today we are passing through a climax which will end on a note of percussion fading to silence just a bit of reverberation knocking the airwaves, dying slowly. all sound will fade till you think it's all over, and then out of nowhere a strain of music in and up and we're back in the middle of a high. must listen to the fifth and find that exact point.




the insults not yet over the hamesha not yet over look at him in the next one what you will go away never come back the devastation in his face uff and hers too indi loved your take and like Horizon I also like sad parts superb acting by Barun and Sanaya they are Arnav and Khushi .I think I have colored and put in bold everything and fantastic pictures and take all senti and emotional uff my comments in blue
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I was thinking it is a matter of crossing seven circles and not seven steps, because even in the saath phere there are more then seven steps .. So yes of course would want them to have crossed seven circles

Hmm... Interesting. Don't know if there is any significance of a couple crossing seven circles of diyas. Actually, we were talking about the ritual of seven steps (in bold red underlined above), and not seven pheras. Just assuming if they took seven steps or not while crossing the circles. 😊

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