Blast from the Past Thread #23!!Catch up and some ott!! pg 114 epi 230 - Page 58

indi when I am not here you you are everywhere

Thnx Mehr for reading my 226 and for lovely comments.

Javeria lovely edits

Originally posted by: indi52

hi viv,

me like brave... every time i am, gets me flack but somehow i am happy i just did it any way.

yes, i too think asr and la made a good pair. asr certainly did not feel for her the things she felt for him. she knew it too, and was kind of chilled out about it. funnily, till khushi made her go push for more. i had serious reservations about that. needs a different chat.

asr's relationships with the two women were completely different really and i too never did compare... i also found the falling for kkg, getting completely attracted to her while he was still in a relationship... most human. and sort of beautiful. sucker for love me... i do believe this crazy emotion can happen and yes it catches you unawares and overrides almost everything. she was his biggest deal as you say. 😆

khushi was a believable and fairly individualistic character when we started out, smart, gutsy, rule breaker in her own way, willing to go out there and see the world for herself, take risks... she sensed him well, knew that the horrible man she'd met had also a beauty in him and she was attracted to him as he was... the whole jalebi feeding, nainital, post nainital, her running to him, his hand on her head... everything spoke of the two sensing each other at another level all the time, and then the pre diwali tender mad moments, fairy lights, coins, dust in the eye, jadoo tona, the intense almost physically present attraction of diwali... ohhh i am dying... they were both in it.

okay i am rambling... thing is, yeah, khushi had a real side to her and that made it all beautiful... even her overly interfering nature or her not telling him about shyam i could take, actually right up to 1 august and their inestimably wondrous fight i could empathise and feel her... then came dadi and a complete change in kkg... the night she rejected him by saying she was not his wife really, five minutes after saying she was and got ballistic looking at the radha krishna idol, the famously never officially married representatives of true love, that's when i think kkgsr was officially done in by her creators.

they made her mouth things like she didn't care that he had relations with other women before they met and things, but really, i hardly could feel her after that, except for the night at the farmhouse.

the khushi i knew would not have handled that night he'd set up the suhag raat like that. not after all that had happened between them. she was used to make way for the dadi factor and to work in a so called trp getting remarriage...i never felt ok with things after that, though i continued to watch and be happy with whatever i could get out of those 22 minutes. ipk had started mattering too much by then to just switch off.

i was a bit like la with asr... would take whatever i could get and be happy. 😆

Originally posted by: Horizon

Heard this song on radio on my drive back from work yesterday...struck by its sheer melody, I had to google it later only to find a Arnav- Khushi vm with in the first few links...no reasonably decent song is left to be made into vm for Arnav- Khusshi.. is it?

What stuck me most was it is one of those rare visuals to show Khushi's feelings, confusion.. her monologue for this man...swept away by the romance of their initial encounters just one more time.. added to it, it has all the regal designations associated.. sahib, nawab, huzur... just to suit LG...

beautiful lyrics..

where is that sahib, nawab.. huzur.. breathtakingly beautiful faces.. and that timeless romance...

Atrophy indi, indeed atrophy..

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

Lyrics:

Mann yeh saahib ji,

jaane hai sab ji
Phir bhi banaye bahaane

Naina nawaabi ji,

dekhe hain sab ji
Phir bhi na samjhe ishaare
Mann yeh saahib ji haan karta bahaane
Naina nawaabi ji na samjhe ishaare
(na samjhe ishaare)

Dheere dheere, nainon ko dheere dheere
Jiya ko dheere dheere bhaayo re Saibo
Dheere dheere, begaana dheere dheere
Apna sa dheere dheere lage re Saibo

Surkhhiyaan hain hawaaon mein, do dilon ke milne ki
Ho! Arziyaan hain nazaaron mein, lamha yeh tham jaane ki
Kaisi huzoori ji

yeh lab dikhlaaye
Chuppi laga ke bhi ghazab hai yeh dhaaye


Translation:

This mind, my master,

knows everything

Yet it makes excuses

These eyes, my highness,

see everything

Yet they don't recognize the signs

this mind, it makes excuses

these eyes, it refuses to acknowledge the signs

little by little, these eyes,

this soul,is enchanted by you

little by little, the stranger,

now feels like my own

Theres news in the air

about the union of two hearts

There are yearnings in those glances

For this moment to pause forever

O master, how do these lips tell you

it looks to be silent, yet they conceal marvels

Wow Kate, good to know that it is on your playlist. I don't watch VMs much so my knowledge of them is limited. Thanks for liking..:)

Originally posted by: Horizon

Wow Kate, good to know that it is on your playlist. I don't watch VMs much so my knowledge of them is limited. Thanks for liking..:)

Originally posted by: sohara

Episode-209

Arnav's eyes are searching for Khushi, but where is Khushi? Khushi's safety makes him concerned even in his intoxication. Today he was warding her everywhere, never let her go from his sight just for a moment. Where all are immersed in dancing and frolicking, clever Shyam dragged Khushi aside. He wants to know what she was about to tell nani and why did she get married to Arnav. He thinks she was not interested in him. But Khushi is in complete revulsion; she is not willing to tell him anything. He cups her face and insists her to tell the reason. (Eww disgusting!)

"Let me go"

Khushi wrenches in his strong grip. Moreover some colors went to her eyes and she can't see anything.

Shyam's eyes goes to Arnav who was madly groping Khushi everywhere. Shyam anticipates that he can get caught. So he lets her go and hides behind a tree. But Khushi has already gone before Arnav can find her/ Shyam thinks wryly that he couldn't let khushi speak.

Shyam comes inside the house in frustration..

"I have to know the truth, no matter what."

Anjali calls him in his phone and he tells her that he is coming in a moment. The pest goes inside Arnav and Khushi's room to find some clue. Near the poolside he finds a piece of torn clothes and inside the room a tattered comforter of the same fabric.

"Does it mean what I'm thinking."

He grimaces devilishly.

Pause: I didn't get it how shyam knew that the comforter is under the bed spread! Or moreover, A torn piece of cloth near the poolside doesn't indicates that Khushi sleeps by the poolside. How everybody has easy access to that poolside it was more natural to see Khushi sleeping there.

While everybody is in glitch, Khushi seems in embroilment. She is now under the gazebo what is decorated with diaphanous drapes and mirror strings. She washes her face with rose petals filled water. Thought of Arnav encompasses her. She is ebbing in the indelible beautiful memories what she cocooned in the sacrosanct place of her heart. She hates him; doesn't she? He coerced her in a contract marriage, he makes her sleep on a stone cold floor by the poolside, he is not nice to her. but why her heart pounds erratically to see him, why she can't forget the tender moments of them.

For the first time she felt his gentle touch on her skin when he extricated her from the entangled fairy lights. On that moment, his mild touches created havoc inside her.

Holding her hands, ebbing in her eyes deeply he guided her out of the circles of diyas.

He touched her intimately while putting payal around her ankle. Her payal, what he kept with him for a long time.

He almost tried to kiss her on her lips on the diwali night and she surrendered to him completely anticipating her first kiss from the man whom she fall in love with.

How she jolted to get his passionate peck on her cheek for the first time.

And that dance! When he touched her sensuously, made her won the competition on Payash Sangeet night.

And today he applied color on her cheek, so lovingly. Her husband's first loving touch, as if he just didn't put color on her with his fingers but smeared his love with that color.

Arnav, the man of her life, who always makes her heart rate goes haywire with his presence.

Suddenly a gentle wind starts to blow heralding his arrival. Arnav is here.

"Khushi"

He utters her name huskily with so much passion. She turns back to hear him. But her perturbation makes her to turn around from him. she is angry on him, cause he was not been nice with her. She touches her eyes to remove the color. He holds her gently and makes her face him.

He gently blows into her eyes to remove the color. His fervent breath on her face pulsates her agitation more. She recollects the moment when he removed the dirt from her eyes by blowing like this. Rabba vey ascends, is making the ambiance rife with romance. He caressed her locks on that day and today also he can't resist to do the same. But khushi looks a bit sullen, cause he hurted her. She pushes his hand away and looks at him with embroilment. His spirit plummeting as he realized that he might prying her. So he thinks to leave her alone. But in spite of getting angry, she wants him today. She holds his hand. Arav turns back to feel the pull. He looks at their entwined hands and then to her eyes. Khushi comes a bit closer. Her eyes are getting teary with suppresses pain.

By cupping his face lovingly, she implores him. She holds his hand and let it rest on her heart, she begins as her eyes reflects her inner turmoil,

"Aisa kiyu hota hai, jab bhi aap humari pass ate he humari dil ki dhadkan tez ho jate hai. Humne samajh ne ki bohot koshish ki, lekin samajh nahi paye. Bhulana chate hai, lekin bhula nahi pate. Aisa kiyu hota hai?"

Why does it happen, whenever you come close to me, my heart starts beating faster. I tried hard to understand this, but couldn't understand. I want to forget, but can't forget either. Why does it happen?

She never could articulate those emotions that had remained firmly buried in her heart for too long. All semblances of reason and restraint flows out, rendition reins his heart. Arnav look at her ruefully. How can he be nonchalant at such innocent confession! He has felt a twinge of pain to see her crestfallen face. He lovingly cups her beautiful face. His heart fills with avalanche of love and compassion for her right now.

"Bataiye na, aisa kiyu hota hai? Kiyu humari dil ki dhadkan humari saaso se bhi tez ho jate hai."

(Plz, tell me, Why does it happen? My heart beat becomes faster than my breath.)

She can't control her intoxication and faints on his chest. His heart skips a beat to see the innocent angel in his arm. He gazes down at her with his breaths ragged and his eyes alit with a soft glow. Her innocent query brings tears in his eyes. He wipes it with his knuckle, like a little boy, whose heart is heavy to hurt her. He picks her in his strong arm and strides towards the place where he can keep his princess safe and sound.

Anjali is now getting prepared to make all the bonkers coming out from the inebriation. Shyam is looking for a chance to execute his plan. He shows his wariness not to see Khushi. Anajli gets a bit incredulous to hear his extra concern for Khushi. Good lord, she at least showed her ambiguity. He tells her that he is concern as saale saheb has drunken bhang for the first time, so Anjali should check whether they are ok or not. He mutters,

where are you Khushi?"

(that is not of your bsusiness, you nefarious devil.😡)

Khushi now is in Arnav's sanctuary, by the poolside under her loving husband's care. Here Arnav is lovingly wiping colors from her face. His girl, his beloved Khsuhi who is so ethereal and fragile like a porcelain doll. How long he has been waiting for the moment to canoodle her beautiful face. He cares her visage with so much love! When he removes the errant lock from her forehead, he opens her eyes. Both look at them intently. He can't believe that this is the girl, who fought with him so many times, in the mazar, on the street. She was the girl who bedazzled him by wearing the red saree in his office. She was the girl whom he saved in the rain while she was serving his unjustified demand. He saw so many emotions flit through those guileless expressive eyes.

"Arnavji, apne aab tak humari sawal ka jawab nahi diye."

He nods his head gently to hear her query again. He cares her soft cheek with his thumb.

"Mai bata ta hoon ki aisa kiyu hota hai" (let me tell you, why it happens.)...his voice deep, dense and imbued eyes are dreamy with intoxication.

He leans a bit close to her and holds her hand what was laying on her stomach. He lifts it gently and keeps it on his heart. Khushi follows his every move with trepidation.

"Jab tum meri pass hote ho, to tumhari dil ki dhadkano ke sath mere dil ki dhadkan bhi tez ho jate hai. Humari dhadkane ek ho jate hai. Jo tum mehsoos kari ho, jo hum mehsoos karte hai."

(whenever you are close to me, my heart beats also quickens along with you. Our heart beat coalesces. what you feel, that I feel.)

He says huskily holding so much emotions in his voice. the feelings what he bridled in his heart for a long time comes straight from his heart.

"humari dhadkane" (our heart beat).. replied Khushi, dancing hazel eyes locking with glinting molten caramel.

Ek ho jate hai."(coalesces)

He nods his head slightly and his face suffuses with a sweet smile.. Time stood still as they gaze at each other with their eyes speaking of undeclared, unexplored emotions and holding myriad unexpressed promises. Their bonding is inextricable. His own heart picks up its rhythm, matching her erratic ones and beating in unison with hers

What a perfect Rabba vey moment!

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=B-e63Q-BIOI[/YOUTUBE]

credit goes to auroni

plz ignore typos.

Some gifs I made and some I got from tumblr

hi sohara,

while i read this time, a certain mad love was all over the words. your love... for asr and khushi. i could almost see sohara sitting at her comp thinking of the pair that she adores looking for the words to talk of them, smiling and sighing as she typed. when you wrote "aisa kyun hota ha?" did you think of them too, why suddenly they were gone? i do at times. 😳. the holi colours are smeared all over you too, my dear friend, and that love is no less beautiful.

thanks for that lovely piece... and please will you tell us which gifs are yours, always nice to know.