Reliving IPK -180

Originally posted by: Ipoona

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EPISODE 180

Eik tha Raja ..Eik thi Rani...

The King and the Queen...

Rituals are being observed under the spell of DeviMaiya to bring this King and the Queen under the throne of holy matrimony.If the queen has his name in her palm,then the king himself has put haldi on her to declare his complete right on her,"You are mine".Now the time has come to gift her with bangles[Kangans]...Clothing [saree from Nani and his choice] and all from the groom side...

PONDERING CONNECTED DOTS: During remarriage Dadi does give Khushi Family Kangan[bangles]...and Arnav also gives khushi,his mother ones during forced one.

Arnav is pacing back and forth to see his Queen ,the chosen one, the one and the only his Khushi.He wants to see the wrists of her Goddess.His Di is concerned seeing his restlessness but she is right about one thing,he is sick like Khushi...Sardi,khansi na Malaria ,He got Loveria Di...The moment Queen descends,Mr egoistic King wears the fake throne of his phone but doesn't forget to give his longing looks to his Khushi to see her wrist full of bangles.After all she is HIS Khushi,how can she let him have this victory,knowing his intentions...hides her wrists under her Dupatta tightly against her waist so that no sound escapes.She is determined to make Howard brain work a little and go through with the same thirst which she was feeling couple of hours ago for listening those words impatiently and he didn't deliver it.Regardless her silence couldn't break his quietude in that matter.This is Sanka Devi's payback time.But I must say this was such a sweet scene.His patience is running out like a teenager and she is hovering all the innocence of this world too cute.Love this hide and seek...Hats off to Barun and Sanaya...👏

The poor soul is in antsy to have a glimpse of bangles through Dupatta , but she isn't in a mood to give in that easily and makes all his plans "bey sood"[useless.].But my grabber is he couldn't resist closed etes Goddess and she could sense his longing for her behind closed eyes...Mehsoos has indeed reaches to the next level.

Pondering Connected Dots;Khushi smiles behind closed eye when Arnav watches her in Mandir while receiving DeviMaiya's blessings during re marriage track.

The Evil is rooting deeper with his presence during this auspicious moment as Fire is spreading around pious and pure souls yet the divinity of this relation couldn't stop reaching it's eternity despite all the darkness.It's like God is challenging Shyam"Can you stop the essence of this divine love ?"...indeed...No one can snatch away the happiness from you if God is in it.

Anjali starts delivering laddoos at the end of Havan.The moment she reaches to Arnav ,tun tun tun...a plan rings in his head to make her reveal her wrists and he takes the plate from Anjali and stands right in front of Khushi with his hand .Khushi looks at Laddoos and him with her popping eyes. His hands rested over hers while his eyes were amused with her innocent gestures.

Khushi tries to deviate his attempt yet gives in by family intervention and the next moment she freezes in his pure joyful and blissful eyes which she has never seen before .Super power wins his round by handing over her Laddoo and his smirk changes into a sheer joy,a pure innocent happiness which spreads all over his face, a peace which emerges after a storm and everything gets clear with blue streaky sky, an ocean full of life yet calm and soothing just by seeing her wearing the Bangles...Yes His Khushi has worn his bangles.His eyes stay admiring her wrists while his misty breeze doesn't forget touching her visage with pleasure.

Today Khushi is seeing a different angle of her LG...the day when he was not looking like a LG while smiling"Hanste huwe aap bilkul bhi LG nahin Lagte" and today she is acknowledging that her smallest khushi,happiness is the biggest of All for him...He got his life back which he lost a couple of hours before running after it thinking he lost it...

They both share a deep ,meaningful, and emotive moment.He proudly announces her His Queen and she graciously accepts it.My grabber has been his head is moving up with a smile yet with delight and honor...I found this moment a precious one.He accepted her and he is not going to back down either and neither is she.

Symbolism and Connection: Arnav is keeping his hand of protection over Khushi with food meaning he is going to be there forever as this is also meaning of first Pheraamong seven...protection of shelter, food and all from Husband ...at the same time she accepts it graciously, meaning if he is there for her ,she will not back down from her own responsibilities towards him and his family.If her Raja is there to bear all to protect her ,His Rani will do the same...Though she is Jhansi ki Rani...Har waqt lardne marne ko tayar...

The longing of two with the desirous craving and pinning languishing is totally unaware of preying eyes as well as of loving ones in their surroundings.Khushi as usually takes her eyes away by understanding the fragility of the moment yet Arnav can't let go off her from his sight.Akash intrudes their "choti si Duniya" which brings Arnav back to reality.The moment Arnav turns around,his ears meet the sound of his Lady love with her innocent question,"Bataye na ,...kya aap hi ne choodiyan kharidi theen humare liye.."[Did you buy the bangles for me?]...Confounded and peeved Arnav simply diverts her that he has no clue what is she talking about and walks away.An irritated and agitated Khushi takes a Devi Maiya's vow ,"yeh baat tou hum inn se manwa keh rahain gey"[I will make him confess this for sure]

Nk who finally has some use of his camera takes some shots of the family where Khushi keeps bugging him up with bangles to find the answer of her question.His mortification reaches to limit as he wants her to get it without saying it.Khushi continues her game when NK seeks sorry for buying small bangles for her.My grabber is when he asks about new bangles ,she deliberately ,without hesitation declares Arnav's name which perks Arnav's ears though but a smile spreads on his face knowing his little lady's naughty moves...He is happy to be home as she is announcing it "he is the owner of these bangles" though in teasing...

During photo shoot,NK tells Khushi leaves her mother and stands at the back which is right next to Arnav and Raizadas.Another hint she is joining the family as she was perfect in this frame.khushi stands near Arnav very comfortably and keeps irritating him with the tinkling sound of her bangles.Arnav's pique mixed with delight was worth watching.He wants her to feel and understand his unsaid words and emotions yet she is persistent to make him confess.

Khushi starts her duel while making sure the opponent is at he target zone.She despises the beauty of the bangles in front of Anjali which enrages him ever.Anjali can't see her brother disappointed for getting no even with Khushiji and for that duel action ,she sends Khushi to Eternal Heaven.

An enraged and agitated King follows his queen."agar choriyan itni hi buri lag rahi hain tou utar kar phank kyuon nahin daiti...ghar tak jane ka intizar kyuon kar rahi ho"[ Why don't u throw the bangles if u don't like...]

Symbolism and connection: Khushi's complete reflection facing each other as Today she will see her deep understanding towards herself as well as Arnav.As Arnav says it's not important to answer your each question because he wants her to feel the depth of emotions of him and theirs and she will get that today though not completely as she is not seeing her reflection but it will seep into her slowly..."koi baat nahin jab mun kare tou bata dijye ga"[Whenever you feel ,u can tell me]...not because she doesn't understand him ,because she wants him to open to relieve his pain...to share...AND at the same time he will express his heart yet in a vague way because she couldn't see his reflective eyes while turning around.Also Payesh name is in the middle of em ...as these will be bounded by Payesh during their hate/love period.

102 bukhar[fever]...1+0+2=3 and 3 is the masculine # with success.Where 1 brings change,0 represents the energy of divinity ,and 2 is the number of Lust and sexual tension as well as resonates with faith and trust, relationships and your divine soul mission.BUT 102 itself is called an angel #... it gives you the message that The angels are with you supporting you through any doubts or fears, and they encourage you to maintain faith and trust in yourself and the Universe.CONNECTION IS VERY much self explanatory...Khushi is indeed angel for Arnav and for the entire family.

The nok jhonk reaches to the point where Khushi's blabbering becomes irritable and she blurts out how do you know about bangles,did you ever wear em? This is the Khushi who was defined by Arnav,She acts before thinking...but my grabber is he didn't move a bit even though she steps back with fear of her words. Arnav looks at her up and down becoming aware of her fear while at the same time, Khushi too looks up and expecting him to step forward in anger. What a change?He didn't even show her any anger or rage as he doesn't want to scare anymore..he wants her to be comfortable and smile around him which he saw her doing around NK...and that gives her courage to remind him his deal as he will do whatever she will ask?How cutely she cats her right on him and reminds him that he can't refuse that.Her Trust on him speaks volume here and his amusement over his paagal Lady reflects at every angle of his action. And demands her answer .Amazingly Arnav accepts the fact that he is the one who brought the bangles for her.His words sing like Hey Hey in her surroundings. She wants to know why? Arnav doesn't want to give answer ,first he is not good at expressing feelings and second he wants her to feel it ,understand it without any explanation .He gives her a deep look while gulping her anxiety and walks away when she again shows her right on him way too much.Here you go and duel starts within two allergic lovers.Arnav enrages,"if you like the bangles then why don't you keep em on." She doesn't sit on it quietly either,"may be you are not seeing it properly but I am wearing it already."Both realize the impact of their emotive words and turn their backs at each other.

Khushi asks again yet very softly and with rasping and shy tone,"Why?" She wants the clear answer of her overwhelmed feeling ,her suspicion.Arnav turns around with all those expectations which Khushi wants to hear and see .His face is sending all the notes of deep affection yet he doesn't utter a word.He slowly walks towards her inhaling her beauty and innocence which elates his thoughts momentarily to make him pause to inebriate but he stops in his tracking feet and says quietly, ""Tumhari har sawal ka jawab dena zaroori nahi hai ""..[It's not important to answer every question of yours]

That's what he is trying to show her with his actions and Khushi has to understand and elucidate this by her own that not Every Question requires a verbal answer because sometimes the answer lies in the action and in the silence which can only be felt...Arnav leaves yet to bumped with evil on his way leaving Khushi lost in his LOVE and her FEELINGS which she can feel through the tinkling touch of bangles...

Pause here: Nice touch of bumping Shyam with Arnav...as He is going to bump this budding love in the middle but THE mehsoos has reached its destination...both sides which he is very unaware of...

Thank you Ipoona for posting ArshiH's post as well.

Love the lines in red. Great post 👏

Originally posted by: Ipoona

Episode 180

Duppattay mein daag ...

She had taken her time ... And she had played her game ...

He doesn't remember the last time he had been on such pins and needles. He had paced the floor, his eyes flickering to the stairs every two seconds ... What was taking her so long ?

He can't wait to see her arms ... The thought of her hennaed arms adorned with his bangles, has him pacing like restless tiger. He's never been a fan of any of this stuff ... Churian ... Henna ... And now he is obsessing like a love lorn sap ... Who'd have thought ?

Never once ever has he thought about the gripping, emotional, seductive beauty of hennaed hands ... Her hands stained, all the way up to her elbows ... His name hidden in her palm ... His red bangles jangling on her wrist ... Never has he imagined that he would ache to hear the sound of her bangles clinking all night long ... Keeping him awake ... There is something distinctly red bloodedly primitive about it ... Symbols of his claim of her ...

A man who does not believe in ritual, in symbols, is all of a sudden entranced by their intrinsic potent power ... Irresistibly seduced by the possessive proclamation of all these visual marking ... With his bangles on her wrists, she will admittedly be his ... Marked ... Taken ... Mine ! Belongs to Arnav Singh Raizada ... It is that feudal ... It is that primitive ... It is downright draconian ... Nobody is more shocked than him at the ferocity with which he wants to bind her to him ... His name stained on her plam ... She is his forever ...

He will, brief twenty four hours from now, in dark fury, his world tossing rudderless in an incomprehensible new reality, wield these powerful symbols again and indelible mark her further ... Ensuring, safeguarding his claim, chaining her to him, even as he seeks to rejects her.

Di had feigned surprised at seeing him pace. Why doesn't he go to his room, she had suggested, knowing his response fully well. He really does not have to be here for the Havan, she had encouraged. Nahin Di, I'm fine, he had said, for once, the epitome of patience. He was here just in case anything was needed for the havan. How very thoughtful Chottay ... She had hidden her glee.

She had come down with Payal. Oh she is clever ... Why would she ever make it easy ... Where's the fun in that ! Her Duppatta that is usually draped lightly around her neck, is covering her like a tempting veil ... He stares after her, stumped at bring stymied so easily, his brow drawn together at her denial.

He had hovered over her, wide eyed, restlessly impatient, like a love stuck teen, hoping to grab one brief look. Did she wear them ? All he had wanted was a glimpse of his bangles. He can hear their muffled clinking within the folds of her Duppatta. But she will not give him the joy ...She has fussed and fidgeted, giving him surreptitious, sideways glances. Caught red handed, he had immediately swerved, turning his attention to the phone held in his hand, fretting uselessly with it. He breaths deep ...Are you in high school Raizada, get a grip !

Love these lines so very much. The way he looks away as if he has been caught stealing was so cute. Haha... The man who wants all his answers straightaway and questions everyone forthright, is playing hide-and-seek to see if she has worn his bangles.😉

Completely unaware, that he is being watched by hooded, jaundiced eyes, he continues to struggles, shifting restlessly, peeking over her shoulder, his eyes softly expectant hoping to catch a glimpse ... But no luck ...

The Havan finally is over, Di walks over, offering him parsad.

The beginning notes of their song ignite ... His eyes spark to life. A means to end this delightful hurdle. He takes the Thal from his shocked Di hands and strolls directly over to her. Looking deep in her eyes, he offers her a ladoo. His head is lowered, his eyes glazed with a heady desire, face is softened by the light shining in his eyes, his lips are held open ... No bold challenge, no cajoling plea, no humble entreaty ... A simple, silent articulation ... Mujeh dekhna do, Khushi.

She stares at him, her eyes wide. Cornered, her lips move ... She cannot refuse him, but does not want to unveil either.

All eyes are glued to them. Buaji watches from a distance. Hai ray Nand Kishore, she wails ... Ka ? Ka sooch rahi ho ? Parsad lo! She instructs, forever perplexed by Sanka Devi's strange behavior.

Reluctantly, she lifts her cupped hands, still draped in the Duppatta, and presents them to take the offering. Un - un ... Not happening ... His eyes speak ... His entire frame is immobile ... He waits.

Duppatta mein dag na laga dena, nikalo usay ... Buaji scolds.

Left with no options, she slowly slides her veil ...

Their song breezes in, its notes airily fragrant, delightfully sweet, soaked in chashani ... Its melody ambrosial ... Its lilt aphrodisiacal, It promises to sweeten their lives ... His eyes drink in the sight ... A luscious feast for his starving deprived eyes ...

She lifts her hands to receive the parsad he offers, one hand cupped in the other. The tips of fingers are painted a bright fuchsia ... Her hands and arms are stained deeply with the scrolling, leafy patterns in a dark, dark burnt orange of henna. He can smell the heady, mossy fragrance ... Her arms are heavy with the weight of his bangles ... Row upon tumultuous row, of bright red bridal, riotously jeweled bangles ... They glitter and wink ... They clink and jangle ... They entrap ... They bind ... They seduce ... They submit ...

His bedecked bride ... She is ready ... His eyes glow with pleasure ... His lips part in satisfaction. Pleasure at the sight of his claim on her wrists ... Satisfaction at the shy hesitation in her eyes ...

Amidst all this burgeoning happy romance ... An ominous foretelling ... It is not just our oracle that prophecies, Buaji too, today has cautioned her beloved niece ... Dupatta mein dag mat laga lanay ...

Her dupatta ... A light weight, whimsical length of colorful fabric ... As symbols go, her dupatta has always been an enduring symbol of her honor, her dignity, her protection, even her Devi's blessing ...

It had trampled under his feet, sliding off her head in an overt showing of dishonor. It was snatched from her neck, in a crowded market and restored to her, setting the stage for lengthy, involved deception. A direct consequence of a thoughtless, careless orchestration of the events of her life. Another time, he had torn her duppatta in disdainful rejection.

It is her a symbol of her innocence ... Her happy, unfettered sprit .. ... Its airy fragrant, wispy length had captured him at the Mazar ... He had soaked in its bright colors, held immovable, in the locked store room ... He saw his bride for the first time when he draped her in, months ago. He has time and time again, handed it back to her ... but, his apology, it is not done still.

And now, Buaji worries that her girl's Duppatta will get stained. She worries rightly for the most part. Our girl is about to be pushed into a violent storm ... A tempest that will rage for months ... It will leave her honor in tatters, her character indelible stained, her dignity, irreparable soiled.

But we also have seen that her Duppatta, that Buaji worries about, is already tinted with a divine blessing ... The haldi ... He has forced his color on her, wiping his face with it ... So no matter, how her honor, her protection, her dignity is tossed about ... How horrid her ordeal ... How culpable he is, he will always be her protector, her shield and ultimately also the one who restores her honor.

But this, now, is a hard won peace ... It is a time of ... Slowed heartbeats, intoxicated stolen glances, of secret slow smiles ...

He gently places the parsad in her cupped palm, his eyes gleam with his pleasure. Bridal bangles, his gift ... His first gift to her ... And just like that she is his ... Spoken for ... Their own private ritual ... conducted in full view of all ... She glows, her eyes shy, her lips softening, her breath catching ... He exults, his eyes alit, his lips smugly contented, his chin thrust in triumph.

No words are needed ... Their eyes speak ... But she still wants to hear them.

Yeh churian kya aap hi nay kharidi hai ? His turn to be coy now. He feigns ignorance ... He has no clue what she is talking about ... He shifts uncomfortably on his feet, trying to escape ... But she won't leave him.

Repeatedly she has asked him, Aapko kya Farka padta hai ... He had yelled it ferociously, but she had not heard it. But this she hears clearly ... This she see ... He bought her bangles ... Arnav Singh Raizada ... The kadoos Laad Govorner ... Bought bangles for her ... How crazy is that ?

Eyes sparkling, lips curling in a dizzy exuberance, she is completely emboldened by the confidence these red circles of happiness bestow on her. Earlier if she had done her utmost to hide them from him, now she sweetly pursues him ... She flirts noisily, jangling them, caresses them, flashing them repeatedly in front of him. He rolls his eyes, his lips twitch, he pretends not to hear, but basks in a mellow glow ...Loving every second of her flirting.

If he won't answer, she can drag it out of him ... Again she pushes him ... Baykaar vahiyat aur ghatiya, she eggs him ... She going to takes them off as soon as she gets home.

He corners her. Get rid of them, if you don't like them, he snaps. A man so supremely confident in every sphere of his life is so easily being twirled around her little finger. He sulks like a hurt child, completely falling into her trap.

She has an ace, and she uses it ... The Sharat ... She won, so now is time to pony up ! Resigned, he agrees. Poocho, he says, his arms locking.

Kya aapnay humaray liyay chooriya kharidi thi ?

Haan, responds, blandly, Tumharay liyay chooriyan mainay hi kharidi thi.

Again the million dollar question ... Kuon ?

Kuon choad doon tumhara dupatta ... She had hedged ...

Kuon Farka padta hai ... He had stalled ...

A question both have asked and both know the answer to, but both are unwilling to go there ... Coz the answer is like the final step before you leap off the precipice ... Like shedding your last veil ... Lowering the last shield ... A complete vulnerability ...

He is so close ... For breathless seconds it looks like he will take that leap ... He will form into words what his eyes have assured her a thousand times ... But his inability is intrinsic ... It is larger than him ...

Tumharay haar sawal ka jawab dena zaroori nahin hai, he says and stalk off.

Fantastic post Ipoona for an awesome episode 😊
Amazing lines written (red parts) 👏

The great Arnav Singh Raizada trying to get a glimpse at the wrists of the woman he loves, only to know if she accepted his gift or not. And what a way to actually get what he wants.
The man who does not believe in God and claims that God does not exist, takes the plate of prasad that was offered in the Pooja to have a look at her wrists. Aww...

And damn the editor who cut the scenes. If you see the precap, when they are posing for the pictures and Khushi asks him "did you buy the bangles for me?" Arnav replies "pata nahi", but that was never shown in the episode 😔

Haha... That's the answer that the great ASR had to give to her question, whatever happened to Yes or No 😆

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5hKt3WkI7VE

Sorry friends - could not post - too many things going on in asli duniya! Lovely posts by everyone - will be back to post my comments when I can.

UFFF
this was the best episode of IPK
I loved loved it

Lovely ladies. Will be back.

Ladies awsome analysis. Great pictures by the way.

Things that caught my eye or ears...

one he must have brought these bangles some time during the day, hes not gone for very long, before he follows Khushi in .. so they must have been in the car.
two they are not glass but metal, no chance of these breaking, hurting her.( I'm a bit of a magpie, anything that sparkles, tinkles and as I have metal bangles that make the same noise. The pictures back the theory up )

The mehndi and the bangles together look to be a brides hands expecially with her husbands initial. The script writers should have shown her wearing the same bangles on the wedding day, it would have been more significant.

Ho hum..but have to agree with Ipoonas thoughts, henned hands, tinkling of red bangles in the night 😳 Def haf him thinking.