Episode-267
After entering the hut, frazzled out Arnav and Khushi feel a little succor now. But khushi gets scared in the dark room. She clutches Arnav's hand tightly. Arnav is aware of her darkness phobia. He wants to go to arrange some light. But Khushi doesn't want to leave Arnav's hand just for a moment. She also wants to go with him. Arnav makes her sit. He tells her to close her eyes and count till 10. He promises to come back by then. He smiles lovingly to see her innocent candor.She finishes counting and before she opens her eyes she calls, arnavji!
Arnav kept his promise and now standing right in front of her. He gives her a small pitcher. khushi gets ambiguous, what is inside it? When she opens the lid her beautiful face coruscates with bright light.
Fireflies...he says huskily. The lights of fireflies play chiaroscuro on his face too.
jugnoo...her luminescent face glimmers with a bright smile. But the fireflies fly away, what makes Arnav upset more than Khushi. How he can allay her fear now!
Pause: I never could imagine that a shrewd ruthless business man ASR can be upset to see the fireflies flew away. He didn't want his girl to get scared of darkness. Really what Khushi has done to him! He accepted it few days later in his telepathic convo with Khushi, "yeh kya kar diya Khushi tum mere sath!":
khushi doesn't want her man to feel low. She assures him that she is not frightened. Her look goes to the wound on his cheek. She dabs his wound with her dupatta. He gazes at her with eyes full of love and cares her errant tendril lovingly, what he always loves to do. When his hand rests on her shoulder, he feels that the sleeve is ripped. He moves away his hand quickly in embarrassment. khushi tries to cover her bare skin with her dupatta. Both feel a bit awkwardness.
Arnav sees that there some clothes are lying in one corner of the room. He tells her to change.
He hangs a red dupatta on a clothesline to give her some privacy to change. Though Khushi is his wife, but he just doesn't want her to change in front of him. He is a perfect gentleman and respects a woman's dignity, whether she is his wife or not. His tremulous hand spreads the curtain with coyness. He also took off his shirt, what was dirty. The air seems already fervent with passion. He sits down on the hay waiting for her to change and trying not to look at her. But her shadow of wearing clothes reflects on the wall, what makes him invincible not to look at her silhouette. He fiddles with the hay, tries to avert his burgeoning desire and asks her tenderly,
"You told me that you knew that I was not in Scotland. How did you come to know?
"I sensed that you are in some kind of trouble. When you called and told"...she can't complete. Arnav recalls his confession.
"mai woh...he is also getting hesitant in coy.
"Ha apne kaha ki"...she is also tizzy, removing her hair in embroilment.
His look again goes to the shadow of her tying the dori of her blouse. His eyes get murky with desire. He veers his look down, swallows hard to control his desire. But his yearning can't keep his eyes away from her shadow.
Barun's yearning look, his expression even was making me aphrodisiac. How can a man give such sexy look!
He gets up to lower the flame of the lantern. khushi's beautiful hand draws the curtain aside and she comes in front him, in a pristine white chiffon saree with a red barely there blouse. Does this white symbolize virginity and the touch of red passion and love!
Khushi looks resplendent in the soft light of the lantern. Her luminescent eyes are framed by fluttering coy curtains of eye lashes. Even her long hair seems to be alive, shimmering with vitality as it flows down her back in dark waves of ebony. Arnav is completely besotted and enamored to see the ethereal beauty in front of him. He meets her eyes with confidence and delves into it; he is relenting in echo of a vague surrender. His onyx eyes roving all over her and finally rests on her eyes. He becomes completely hypnotized by the sexy goddess who is now igniting his body from its eternal heat. Her beauty is too enticing, he stares at her mesmerized unable to tear his eyes away. She is looking at him, doe eyed, a fire burning in them, drawing him involuntarily closer, as if he was hexed by her somehow.
One day in AR office, Khushi clad in red saree, bedazzled him in the same way. That day he couldn't enjoy her beauty that much, because there was too much animosity between them. He felt the same yearning that day also, but couldn't show it. But today there is no inhibition between them; he broke through all the walls he had built and now he is drawing to her like a moth to a flame.
khushi is fidgeting with shyness, trying to fix the saree on her shoulder. She is very much aware of her charm what is effecting on her husband dangerously now. She can feel his burgeoning desire and seems kindling something from her stomach seems to seep through her body, coursing through her vein and heating her up and effectively disable her tongue from speaking. All this feelings are new for her.
Arnav feels an all consuming molten fire igniting deep inside him. His tension, the fear of upcoming danger, all dissipates. He just can't think rationally, where is he, in what situation they are in; the deep visceral pull, the instant attraction only pervades his mind. He pushes the rope up and saunters leisurely towards her in a prowling manner. She steps back and after few steps, she gets stuck by the wall. Transfixed by the smoldering intensity of his eyes, her cheeks suffuses with warm color as a shiver of sweet anticipation runs down her spine. A deep throbbing starts up inside and she becomes extremely tizzy. She wants to flee from his yearning look, but he blocks her by keeping his hand on the wall. She tries to escape from other side and he also blocks her with his other hand. Her lips are quivering with passion. He wants to unleash his passion that had been bridled since the day she had fallen in his arm in sheesh mahal. A hot molten fire ignites deep inside her and her heart is lurching at the sheer enormity of his passion. He leans down to kiss her. But she is too demurring to surrender. She again tries to flee and he holds her hand and pulls her back. His passion today has spiraled towards zenith. I guess he was aroused since she was lying between his legs behind the card boxes.
He caresses her chestnut silky lock lovingly. He just loves her long shining hair.
He leans towards her neck and kisses on her shoulder. His hot breath and soft touch of his lips makes her shiver. She shuts her eyes with agitation.
In the dark wood, the 4 goons are groping them like crazy. After rummaging for a while one guy finds the blood stain mark on the wall and anticipates that they can be inside the hut.
Inside the hut, Arnav picks Khushi's trembling body in his arms and puts her down on the hay.
The air gets fervent with sensuality. I never saw such smoldering sensuous scene before in my life.
Arnav gazes down at her with eyes agleam with passion. A pair of somber eyes, with the soft twilight reflecting the flickering depth of it's caramel from them. His eyes are feasting on her beauty and swirling with passion too deep. Lava cascades down her spine to see his yearning gaze. Feeling a waft of his musky smell and the warmth of his body the fear in her heart is mixed with something else as her bosom heaves with her erratic heart beat. His own heart has picked up its rhythm, matching her erratic ones and beating in unison with hers. He leans down to kiss her. She shuts her eyes in anticipation and flips. The golden flame is emanating from the lantern makes his ripped muscle candent. He holds her bare upper arm. All semblances of reason and restraint flew out and passion reigned supreme as desire burst into life between them. His hand glides down slowly from her bare arm to her bare back and rests on the knot of the dori of her blouse. His eyes are turbid with undecipherable desire. Since the day he met her, he has been trying to untie her dori. Today when she became his own, how he can resist him! But he can't open the string, as they hear somebody's footsteps around the place. Both become aghast and alert.
Arnav helps her to get up. khushi just uttered Arnav and he makes her hush. He looks through the window to check. The goons already enceindred them. Arnav tells khushi that all of them are gunned. He wants to go outside alone to face them. Their interest is him, so they will not come in for her. But Khushi doesn't want him to go alone! She suggests him to elope by the window. Arnav can't agree, as he doesn't know how many people are out there and they all are armed. It is almost dawn and he thinks, somehow they will be able to catch them.
"No, I will not let you go alone"...khushi is obdurate.
"Just let me go Khushi."...Arnav also adamant.
Arnav now has to rebuke her with gritted teeth for not being stubborn.
But no avail, khushi will not let him go any how. She can't bear anything happens to him. The thought of their impending separation causes her heart, immune to all reason or logic. He now begs her to let him go. He is her savior. he has to protect her like a rampart from any danger. He just can't let those goons molest his beautiful wife. His eyes then go to a wood log on the ground and he thinks to make Khushi unconscious with this as she is not listening.
He hugs her hits her head with the log. Khushi faints because of the concussion. Her head lolls back. Before hitting her, Arnav says sorry to her.
"I know you will not let me go, that's why I have to do it"
"kiyu dard hain itna" intensifies in the BG.
He slowly puts down her unconscious body and covers with hay. His eyes are filled with contrition for hurting her fragile wife. He places his last kiss on her forehead.
Pause: It was BD in the scene. Barun actually didn't kiss on BD's forehead. He kissed on his own finger. The BD actually spoiled the mood of this epic consummation scene. But one thing satisfied me that no consummation happened and most of the intimate scenes were shot by Barun and Sanaya.
As long as Arnav finished covering Khushi with hay, Rocky with rest of the goons enter the hut. He points gun towards him and commands him to go with them.
"larki kaha hai?" They want to take Khushi also.
Arnav replies that he doesn't know.
"She is here somewhere, he is lying."
"She was left behind while we were running." ...Arnav replies.
They don't trust him. They think she is right here. They start to search her. Arnav's face gets taut in tension. He is not afraid of him, but he can't put Khushi's life in danger. When the goons were searching Khushi in the room, Arnav sees that Khushi's white saree is peeping out from the hay. He becomes nonplus, what to do. His tension increases more when one guy drops his match box right there. He goes to pick it up and says, he is lying, the girl is right here. For a moment along with Arnav I also skipped a beat of my heart, whether they saw her saree or not. Rocky becomes alert and points his gun more to him. The guy tells that she must escape through the window. Rocky tells him to check carefully. He orders Arnav disdainfully to go with them by holding the gun on his back.
Arnav's gaze falters a little, his heart lurches with scorching pain to leave khushi like that. But what to do, he doesn't have any choice.
The morning sunray peeps in the hut and on the golden hay. khushi regains her sense. She removes the hay from her body. Her head is still paining after the hit. She recalls everything, including the hit on her head. She is aghast, where is Arnav? She hollers his name, Arnavji, Arnavji. But he is nowhere. Her spirit sinks not to see him anywhere. Her holler echoes through the wood. She shuts her eyes with undecipherable grief, she couldn't stymie Arnav, she lost him again. Copious tears are coming out from her eyes. Her heart cringes with abysmal pain. Now she doesn't know will she ever see him or nor. She goes inside the hut with a broken heart, sits down trying to gather some courage to think what to do next. Her eyes then go to the pitcher, she recollects he brought fireflies for her in that pitcher. Her heart constrict with immense pain again,
"humne bachanae ke liye, apne apko uske hawale kar diye. kiyu Arnavji."
(To save me, you surrendered to those people, why Arnavji?)
Sad rabba ve plays in the BG to depict her sorrow.
The VM made by one of my best friend Arabela with one of my favorite song
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzWRVan2Hlo[/YOUTUBE]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzWRVan2Hlo
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Edited by sohara - 10 years ago
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