Blast from the Past Thread #26 ** Talk to me ** P 132, Ep 299 - Page 108

Originally posted by: IssK.

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Soha my lovely,

Too much joy revisiting the episode with you (though i had to take breaks to refer to the dictionary every once in a while😆). You have felt the goings on in Raizada land most wonderfully. My favorite of your many evocative tellings up there is Arnav being like a "stranded ship" that night, after the storm stilled down to an uncomfortable quiet.

But i love so many others too - your relating to Anjali's feelings, and to Naani's love, melts my heart, ladki...as do the gifs...uff the ones of them together on the staircase...i stared at that gorgeous cluster for a few minutes, drowned and got lost, and went headlong into reading the moment i resurfaced...only to melt and submerge again completely! I just loved the way he looked at her there...like you said, leaning on each other...articulating without having to verbalise anything. Perfectly perfect moment.

Your pause on Khushi being made the unfortunate victim here...can't tell you how mad it makes me...so true your saying that if not her, it could've been any other girl for the filthy man with filthier thoughts. And yet, she becomes the bearer of all that has gone wrong, for no fault of hers.. Reminds me of lyrics of utmost beauty, and gravity, from the movie "Amar Prem"..."kuchh reet jagat ki aisi hai, har ek subah ki shaam hui. Tu kaun hai, tera naam hai kya, Sita bhi yahan badnaam hui"...Aah! Speaks to all the Khushis of this world..and makes my heart heavy heavy.

But then we come to the raasta blocking beauty at the poolside and my heart is humming again...what a relationship defining moment...Uff, your gif, and uff the gaze faltering, the rosy hued blushing and the sweet smile glinting.. Saba's VM is sadly not playing for me abhi, but i have a song dedication of my own..."Mere maula, maula, mere maula, mann matwala kyun hua, hua re, mann maula maula...Kis taraf hai aasmaan, kis taraf zameen khabar nahin, Jab se aaya hai sanam, mujhko khud ki bhi khabar nahin", from Dostaana.

Thanks for this lovely middle of the day sapna, my sweet soha!

Originally posted by: cinthiann1758

Episode 293

House of Pain

The relationship between a brother and a sister is a very special one; she mothers her brother and he protects her from any harm. But something has happened that has deeply scarred Anjali and she wants to be left alone. She doesn't want his protection.

How can all this be happening? How could her perfect life just smash to smithereens?

He places Khushi in bed to sleep after the ordeal. Her cheek leaning on his hand, the hand that protected her and brought her out of harm's way; the hand that held her lifeless body as she lay in his arms. The hand that tried to revive her, his hands. The hands of the man she loves.

When he leaves her she knows and she watches this pained man walk out of the room.

The house is in turmoil, saddened by the events of the day, even Payal and Akash's relationship has been affected. (Stupid in my POV but actors begging for more screen time, but I didn't care about them at this point. It was sad because the CV's could have created a broader storyline with these young, shy lovers and then I might have been more interested).

He walks around not knowing what to do. He feels helpless. I am sure he is wandering around his house emoting with the energy of sadness, wondering how can he make things better. His sister in his thoughts; the one who has always been there for him, the one who knows him, who heard his first words, who he can tell anything to? But she is not ready now to see him or even speak to him. He recalls all that she has ever said to him, she has tied Rakhi to him so lovingly, she is the one who reminded him after her accident how important it was to tell the person who means anything to you that you love them, he remembers their relationship. His heart hurts and Khushi is right there. She hesitantly walks down the stairs, looking quite ethereal in white, and sits beside him placing her hand on his "brokened" shoulder. She feels his pain and reassures him with no words, resting her head on his shoulder and she caresses his arm. She looks up almost looking for confirmation...is this okay? Are you okay? His eyes answer her with a blinking nod and he places his hand upon her. It is only then she rests her head against his shoulder again.

The couple, sitting there silently in support of each other, is in great pain.

Anjali is laying on her bed weeping as she recalls her husband's disgrace. Naniji is watching and it hurts her to see her granddaughter in pain but then she notices Anjali closing her eyes as if she is sleeping and she sees Khushi come to Di's room. Anjali had heard her footsteps and feigned sleeping. Khushi says that it is good she is resting and shows her concern for not being well.

*This scene was so sad to me. Khushi who loves Di, as much as Arnav is being punished because of Shyam and Anjali's blinded love.

Naniji sees Anjali's ploy and her pain. She brings Khushi to Arnav. She wants to speak to them. They are in Nani's room and she tells them she just doesn't believe what has happened. Shyam has always taken care of the well being of the family and Anjali. The whole family is puzzled and confused by the events of the day. So many allegations she just doesn't understand. With a firm hand on her knee, Arnav states that he has no doubt. He has known Shyam's real face for a long time now. Since Akash got married, he says looking at Khushi, "since he got married to Khushi," his eyes filled with remorse. He knew then Shyam was a filthy man. The screen replays the terrace scene. He continues, that he misconstrued someone and it was the biggest mistake of his life not trusting Khushi. His eyes filled with remorse, Khushi's filled with guilt... a guilt for an act that she had no control of. Arnav explains more to Nani who is still in disbelief and again he says he misconstrued and had mistaken Khushi for being with Shyam. Again he repeats a very big mistake on his part. Nani starts to cry and Khushi reaches out to her with tears of guilt in her eyes. Anjali has gone through so much and now he has broken her heart. What if all this affects the unborn child? They must give her a chance to recover from this trauma for however long it takes. Nani tells Khushi to stay away from Anjali as not to remind her of this terrible tragedy. Khushi agrees to stay away from Anjali.

The next morning Arnav comes to Di's room with breakfast and starts a poem they use to say to each other when they fought, "Sweeter than toffee and more sour than tamarind, my dear sister is a bit sour and sweet," but Anjali doesn't go along with it. He continues, "My brother is very rude, he hurts his sister..." and she remembers the rest he is my short tempered yet sweet brother,' but doesn't chime in.

She won't eat from his hand. He places the tray on the table frustrated and his phone rings. He answers the phone and walks out the door. (Not a good move when you are trying to make someone feel better!)

Khushi comes into their room with a tray and Arnav's medicine and a glass of water on it. He is at poolside doing business. He looks at her as she takes out his medicine. He quietly says that he must go to the office for a while, he doesn't want to since of the situation at home but he has to and will be back in 30 minutes. He looks at Khushi who really does look saddened as well by this situation and he walks to her asking is she okay? I love his concern for her as well as Di. He knows she is hurting too. And she responds back she is fine but him? She asks him how can he take care of Di if he doesn't take care of himself? He responds that his sister hasn't eaten yet and she reminds him that he must be in top shape to take care of his sister. She knows he too hasn't eaten yet and she won't let him go to the office unless he takes his medicine. She hands it to him with the glass of water. He takes it and what ensues is one of the cutest scenes I will remember about IPK.

She takes the tray and tries to leave going first to the right and then to the left only to accidentally run into the apologetic Arnav but then her mischievous husband plays a game with her and blocks her way, swaying in the direction of every step she takes, blocking her. He looks at her with his infamous lopsided grin. She looks up at him and realizes his play, in embarrassment her hooded eyes slightly look away and a slight grin escapes from her lips.

I bet her heart that stopped beating just the day before is beating a mile a minute now.

Originally posted by: indi52

episode 293

at last he smiled. a simple, happy smile, for her, and just because he couldn't help himself. ever since when i can't even remember, he hasn't smiled simply, happily, just like that. i think, the night on the terrace took away that whole feeling of carefree joy that his heart had probably felt for the very first time in many years. the man who had at last realised why that irritating girl gets to him so much, why he gives a faraq dammit.

and the next morning, walking toward her, just looking at her engrossed in large scale wedding time cooking, giving instructions, hair casually knotted, he had smiled, his whole heart and hope in it... and his absolute adoration for this jhalli crazy babe. where is that casually knotted hair..

how he had loved knowing she finds him disconcerting. because. yeah, that thing.

today, after months, a little by chance accidentally no one had planned it that thing again, here at the poolside. the vibe between a man and a woman.

she was all serious and wife like, he a little distracted, caught between the chaos at home and the call of work. he had to make sure di was okay, but she certainly was not... he was worried about khushi. how would she cope with all this... and his heart was broken. di had turned away from him. and though in his go get it done way, he had tried to get her to listen to him, it had not worked. she had not eaten, nor had he, but he would not show a thing, he would dress in his cool brown suit, button the waistcoat perfectly, gel back his a bit too long badly in need of a haircut hair, and talk on the phone... he would reclaim his normal life.

i liked the attitude of this man. yes, he is beset by problems, but he will try and focus on the things that are still not out of control, that return a sense of normalcy.

she was perhaps feeling pretty bad at being told not to go near di. and i was wrong, nani ji had seen anjali pretending to be asleep when khushi had come to her room, which is why she had asked khushi to stay away from anjali for a while. but khushi too is an upbeat, optimistic girl, she tried to take the day head on too and her first job... arnav ji.

he had gone through so much and his talk with nani the night before, must have touched her deeply... not trusting her was the biggest mistake he had made he'd said. that is a problem in the narration though. Since Khushi had no lines in the scenes we sort of assume what she must be thinking. I would have liked to know.

he had not had breakfast or his medicines... she was here to make sure he had the medicines at least. how much we are taught to show love through such gestures, especially in a culture where love is rarely spoken about much... it is shown. and often in fairly prescribed ways... wives show love by caring for husband's food, medicines, etc. khushi wanted to tell asr she loved him madly possibly... i think he got that...which is why as he took the pills, lovely piano trill sounded... true about how girls show they care... but I am glad the man took it upon himself to lighten things up.

and then came that moment when they both moved at the same time. once... twice. and came in each other's path, almost colliding.

the first time i saw this episode, i started smiling before he did...

such a terribly simple yet insightful moment. in the middle of pretty heavy and plodding writing, a leap into lightness and eternity. I am smiling too. That to me is the essence sometimes of a hard to miss love story. In the middle of madness the heart can leap in joy just because you are with the person you love.

a man and a woman and that thing between them. sublime chemistry.

i had told my daughter that time... she had seen the scene by chance, and asked if he were doing this on purpose and i'd replied, no... but now he will.

he did. haha I remember reading this in your crooner post. It made me very happy di.

but before that, he began to smile.

i felt the joy of that. come back, asr... said my giddy asr phangurrl me. yes, vanquish it all with that lopsided smart devastating smile of yours. it was right here, you had smiled back in 75 and in a smashing cut through moment, when she had confessed to pouring mango juice in your shoes and not santre ka because that was not available, she'd got you... real bad. and with that smile had started an utter falling in love with a crazy chick.


though he had smiled when he saw her wonder at the fireflies, when he saw her while wrestling with lallan and gang and even when he spotted her on the cliffside lying in the bushes, this smile is differnt from them.

this smile is purely one of initmacy, of a strictly specifically asr khushi thing. laad governor giving jalebi bai a little something to get all flustered about... make her blush, make her smile. uff, it's foreplay, it's love making.

when things are really dark and difficult, when clouds are nimbus no sign of cumulus, sometimes a little sunlight manages to penetrate and light up the world... that smile of asr's felt a bit like that.

and to him, her smile would mean just that too. he needs to see her happy... both for her sake and i suspect his too.

Originally posted by: indi52

episode 293

at last he smiled. a simple, happy smile, for her, and just because he couldn't help himself. ever since when i can't even remember, he hasn't smiled simply, happily, just like that. i think, the night on the terrace took away that whole feeling of carefree joy that his heart had probably felt for the very first time in many years. the man who had at last realised why that irritating girl gets to him so much, why he gives a faraq dammit.

and the next morning, walking toward her, just looking at her engrossed in large scale wedding time cooking, giving instructions, hair casually knotted, he had smiled, his whole heart and hope in it... and his absolute adoration for this jhalli crazy babe.

how he had loved knowing she finds him disconcerting. because. yeah, that thing.

today, after months, a little by chance accidentally no one had planned it that thing again, here at the poolside. the vibe between a man and a woman.

she was all serious and wife like, he a little distracted, caught between the chaos at home and the call of work. he had to make sure di was okay, but she certainly was not... he was worried about khushi. how would she cope with all this... and his heart was broken. di had turned away from him. and though in his go get it done way, he had tried to get her to listen to him, it had not worked. she had not eaten, nor had he, but he would not show a thing, he would dress in his cool brown suit, button the waistcoat perfectly, gel back his a bit too long badly in need of a haircut hair, and talk on the phone... he would reclaim his normal life.

i liked the attitude of this man. yes, he is beset by problems, but he will try and focus on the things that are still not out of control, that return a sense of normalcy.

she was perhaps feeling pretty bad at being told not to go near di. and i was wrong, nani ji had seen anjali pretending to be asleep when khushi had come to her room, which is why she had asked khushi to stay away from anjali for a while. but khushi too is an upbeat, optimistic girl, she tried to take the day head on too and her first job... arnav ji.

he had gone through so much and his talk with nani the night before, must have touched her deeply... not trusting her was the biggest mistake he had made he'd said.

he had not had breakfast or his medicines... she was here to make sure he had the medicines at least. how much we are taught to show love through such gestures, especially in a culture where love is rarely spoken about much... it is shown. and often in fairly prescribed ways... wives show love by caring for husband's food, medicines, etc. khushi wanted to tell asr she loved him madly possibly... i think he got that...which is why as he took the pills, lovely piano trill sounded...

and then came that moment when they both moved at the same time. once... twice. and came in each other's path, almost colliding.

the first time i saw this episode, i started smiling before he did...

such a terribly simple yet insightful moment. in the middle of pretty heavy and plodding writing, a leap into lightness and eternity.

a man and a woman and that thing between them. sublime chemistry.

i had told my daughter that time... she had seen the scene by chance, and asked if he were doing this on purpose and i'd replied, no... but now he will.

he did.

but before that, he began to smile.

i felt the joy of that. come back, asr... said my giddy asr phangurrl me. yes, vanquish it all with that lopsided smart devastating smile of yours. it was right here, you had smiled back in 75 and in a smashing cut through moment, when she had confessed to pouring mango juice in your shoes and not santre ka because that was not available, she'd got you... real bad. and with that smile had started an utter falling in love with a crazy chick.


though he had smiled when he saw her wonder at the fireflies, when he saw her while wrestling with lallan and gang and even when he spotted her on the cliffside lying in the bushes, this smile is differnt from them.

this smile is purely one of initmacy, of a strictly specifically asr khushi thing. laad governor giving jalebi bai a little something to get all flustered about... make her blush, make her smile. uff, it's foreplay, it's love making.

when things are really dark and difficult, when clouds are nimbus no sign of cumulus, sometimes a little sunlight manages to penetrate and light up the world... that smile of asr's felt a bit like that.

and to him, her smile would mean just that too. he needs to see her happy... both for her sake and i suspect his too.

Originally posted by: aarwen

Finally read it Cynthia di. Nice and crisp as always. The episodes were sad but your take refreshing. Very nice pause of the lover's hands. And I really liked that thought about Khushi wallowing in guilt over things completely out of her control. She could have been guilty about not telling anyone about Shyam earlier, but here she was more scared and guilty about causing upheaval in the family. It was sad to see her blame herself for this and also to see nani only concentrate on Anjali. I agree with you... the last scene was very very cute.

Originally posted by: Horizon

Issk,

Loved your drift into the "rasta blocking beauty" up there.

Sohara,

forgot to add in my comments, I don't think asr not taking meds in the end was deliberate like anjali. He came back home after such a long time, so much must be pending at work not to mention the tension at home, so must have just missed..

also, it wasn't quite understandable the whole furor around Anjali's meds every day, she is pregnant not a chronic patient. and a normal healthy pregnant woman doesn't really take any meds except Prenatal Vitamins and eating healthy which is a life style choice for anyone. Post kidnap the drama element entered IPK to frustrating levels where not needed.

Anjali's such a tragic character / life in fact, lost her parents, her wedding broke at mandap and the her much doting husband turned a criminal. She should have been dealt much much more sensitively.

Originally posted by: sohara

It's my pleasure Durga that you loved the song and it is also loved by all.

As the song is sublime your piece of work is sublime too.

You selected all the apt scenes that blended well with the mood of the song.

First the floating Dupatta in the air gave a deep impact. Then how the whole VM flows with the song is superb.

Thanks again for keeping my request and gave your best to make it.

Hats off.👏