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You see kizh, I am shamelessly shallow.. my eyes pop up only for the ultra suave and rich Raizada in 3 piece .. how ever cheapo they might look..😆
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Posted: 10 years ago

Originally posted by: Horizon

You see kizh, I am shamelessly shallow.. my eyes pop up only for the ultra suave and rich Raizada in 3 piece .. how ever cheapo they might look..😆


The hotisstuff Raijjaddan, as isskiya would put it! I get it, suit maketh the man and all that!!!
p.s: my emoticons are not working, wanted to put a laughing one!
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episode-292

Arnav gets Shyam out of the house by grabbing his collar. There is a befuddled expression suffuses in Anjali's eyes and she gives her last look at Shaym. The whole family is perplexed, what's happening!

After shutting the door, Arnav begs sorry to Anjali, he knows she is hurt, but he trusts Khushi. He is confident that what Khushi is saying is true.

Anjali totters in her place and finally faints. Arnav runs to catch her and so as the rest of the family.

Anjali's sense comes back in her room. The family enceindres her with tension. Arnav goes close to her, but she looks decadent and wretched, but her inside is convulsing in excruciating pain. Arnav and Khushi both look at each other with bafflement.

Mami tells Anjali to take rest, as the doctor said so. Anjali looks at Arnav with acute pain in her eyes, as if silently asking why you got my husband out of my life without my permission! Arnav's gaze falters ruefully; he wants to talk to Anjali. But nani wants to talk to Arnav first. Whatever happened, because of that there is a question raised in her mind. And she needs the answer from him. Arnav says in constrict voice that he will give the answers of all her questions, but before that he wants to talk to his di.

All goes out and Arnav sits on the bed beside Anajli. Before leaving the room Arnav gives Khushi an assuring nod, as if he is saying her not to worry, he will fix every thing. that's what I missed in his eyes when Shyam was humiliating Khushi.

"di you have to trust me. I could not see you in pain any more. I had to think of you and your unborn baby. di, till today, in every raksha bandhan, I promised to protect you. And today is the time to fulfill all of those promises; that's why I didn't have any other option left but to throw Shyam out from the house. I'm sorry di."

Arnav is in contrition for hurting his beloved did so much. He lies down on her lap, tries to give her some comfort. But Anjali seems just petrified in incisive pain that she even doesn't respond to his words.

Khushi who was standing outside, beside the door, breaks down completely to see the siblings sinking in an abyss of pain. Her heart slams painfully against her ribcage. She slides down to the floor, must be cursing herself, as she thinks she is reprehensible.

the floodgates opens and Anjali ebbs in the sweet memories of hers with Shyam. How he used to lift her in his arm, fed her, embraced her by saying that her place is in his heart. He brought the cradle for their unborn baby so lovingly. So many memories envelope her mind, how can she forget those!

Nani and mami also are in inexplicable grief. Both are crying remembering Shyam, his social niceties, his cordial behavior, and reverence to elders. He likes almond kheer, what nani used to make for him. Shyam used to give mami gifts and respected her a lot. They just can't believe that such a sweet person can be so vicious or they can't accept the fact that shaym is actually an evil person.

But they shouldn't have any doubt, after how he humiliated khushi in front of the family. No gentle man can behave so heinously with a woman even if she is bad.

Akash is also sitting with a grumpy mood. He is so exasperated on Payal that he doesn't even talk to her.

I can't blame Akash completely as Payal hid such a big thing from him. But how he continued the mental torture on Payal and blamed Khushi was annoying.

NK espies everybody, the whole house is mourning, the whole ambiance is melancholic and he feels a tug in his heart.

hushi is till outside Anjali's room, looking derelict. She is crying for the unfortunate thing what just happened because of her.

I felt a pang of pain for this young orphan girl. She has been bearing so much! She just came from near death, but nobody was even asking her or even thanked her for rescuing Arnav from the kidnappers. Arnav should take her to the doctor first, as she had a head injury. I was thinking as Barun was not available for some more days, why they didn't take Khushi to hospital to procrastinate the time!

Inside the room Anjali is recollecting how everything has changed in a moment. Khushi's accusation against Shyam, what Payal just revealed about his engagement with Khushi and next moment Arnav's slap. Silent tears are rolling down from her eyes in excruciating pain. Arnav is holding her hand, lying down on her lap. But anjali is stagnant as if God bereaved her completely. Arnav gets up to see tear in her eyes.

"I want to stay alone, please leave me alone." Anjali says without emotions. Arnav can't understand what to do. and Anjali repeats again,

"Arnav, just leave me alone."

Arnav perturbs to hear his name from Anjali's mouth. She never calls him by his name, always calls him chottey adoringly. In Bengali it says adorer daak.

She stands up and gets Arnav out from the room by holding his hand. Arnav is pleading her not to separate him from her, she has to listen to him, and she just can't do this.

Khushi stands up in embroilment. Akash, mami, Payal, NK, Akash, nani all gathers in front of Anjali's room again. But Anjali is incorrigible and says, she just wants to stay alone. She is not even looking in anybody's eyes. She shuts the door. All start to bang on her closed door.

"Please leave me alone." Anjali cries out.

mami says Anjali bitiya, but no avail, cause Anjali is impervious, she just says, "hume kaha naa, i want nobody. I just want to stay alone."

All prefers to leave her alone. While leaving, nani's look goes to Khushi's crestfallen face. She goes to caresses her. But mami seems harbored so much acrimony against her that she doesn't even want nani to love her.

I wish if mami had a daughter, then she couldn't be so harsh to an innocent girl!

Akash is livid; Payal pleads him to listen to her,

"You have to trust me and Khushi, cause we are telling the truth."

Akash asks her why she didn't tell it before. Payal wants to say, the reason. But Akash is not ready to hear anything,

"Such a big thing, and you didn't tell me"

He leaves with anger.

Payal leaves her thought to pacify her indignant husband, but she just can't evade her thought to support her sister, when she is in pain and anguish; she hugs her with so much love.

I really loved seeing this sisterly bonding growing again. After her marriage it was just lost.

Poor NK just watching everything with heavy heart.

Anjali stands in front of shyam and her portrait, she is crying with enormous pain. she can't accept why all of a sudden her perfect world became so complicated and painful!,

"I can't live without you. rehe nahi payenge apke bina" her voice constricts with so much tears that she even can't utter words from her mouth. She feels completely mortified as her and Shyam's life have taken divergent path.

Anjali is still in denial that Shyam actually deceived her.

By hugging Payal, Khushi tells her that she can't see Arnav and Anjali like this. She can't see them in such state. Copious tears are rolling down from her eyes..

Arnav finally enters in his room, still in his dirty clothes.

Go man, first take shower then think.😆

He is in compunction. he mutters,

"I hurt di so much! I never wanted her to suffer like this. But it was important to bring this truth to everybody. But I can't see her in this state. I just can't see her like this"

The sad music in the bg makes the air more gloomy.

Oh my man, he pretends to the world that he is heartless, but his heart is just soft and tender like a baby. Oh my bachcha come to me, I'll love you more than Khushi.

Khushi has changed in her pristine white night suit. Clad in white she is looking opalescent. While wiping her hair, her look goes to Arnav, who is standing outside facing the pool. Khushi recollects the horrible event that occurred today, especially Arnav's slap on Shyam for humiliating her. She dithers, recalling Arnav said he trusts her. her heart suffuses with gratitude.

HP brings coffee for Arnav. Khushi takes the tray from his hand and saunters slowly towards the pool. Walking towards the pool, she struggles to shake off a vague disquietude in her heart, which almost felt like guilt. Her hands are quavering in agitation and her heart is thumping to intrude his sanctuary, as she knows very well that he is vulnerable now. A sudden wave of despondency and hesitation hits her, washing away all her courage and energy. Arnav turns back sensing her coming. An uneasy, feelings crackles between them. She keeps the tray on the end table and turns to leave without saying anything. Arnav holds her hand to make her stop. She turns towards him slowly and comes closer with tiny steps. Rabba ve in piano plays in the BG to depict their turbulent mind. Arnav gazes down at her tenderly. There is a soft glow glimmers in his eyes. He keeps his hand on her arm and she just can't control herself any more, crushes on his chest with myriad emotions. She clutches him tight and tears escape from her eyes and rolls down her cheek leaving long shiny tracks in their wake. She cries with all her pent up misery finally finding a release. Arnav also muffles her trembling body in his arms, caressing lovingly. He holds her back with one hand and her head with another. He can feel her pain, her anguish, her turbulence. The reassuring strength of his encircling arms, makes her even more emotional.

"kiyu khwabo mei tere saye " the sad Rabba ve plays in the BG makes the moment more surreal.

Khushi lifts her head from his chest and looks at his caramel pools. Genuine trepidation is flashy from the hazel of her eyes. He also looks at her with eyes swirling with emotions too deep for her. He fondles her beautiful face and caresses her tendril gently as he is so longed to touch her like this. As an intense protective tenderness rushes through his heart, he lifts the fragile doll in his strong arms and strides towards the room. He knows she must be weak and tired after a strenuous vulnerable day. Khushi snakes her arm around his neck, tries to seek comfort in his nearness. Both just stare at each other with eyes full of emotion and myriad love.

Again I am repeating, how perfectly she fits in his arm, as if made for each other. Never saw such perfect looking couple in my life. May be that's why I still can't accept them with any body else.

Arnav crosses the threshold of the room carefully and even more carefully he puts her down on the bed as if the porcelain doll will break in mere carelessness.

After putting her down and covering her up with the comforter, he stands up to go back by the pool. He is tired, but his mind is so disturbed that the sleep eluded from his eyes, even after spending horrible two weeks in the hostage.

But Khushi holds his hand to stop him. She also needs him badly by her side. She knows how she spent the last fifteen days, when he left her in the crux of the moment of a terrible misunderstanding.

Khushi clutches his hand and pulls him towards her. He sits down beside her and again caresses her beautiful face and her errant tendril lovingly. He rests his palm on her creamy candent cheek and she holds it with her slender hand. His gentle touch comforts her so much that all her woes relegate to oblivion and drifts her into somnolence,

pause: I also wished if he would've lied down with her, snuggled close to each other. I'm not telling that he had to make love to her where he is terribly upset with his di, but it would be great if he would've spent some time with Khushi too.


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Read this 2days ago Sohara. didn't get to make detailed comments. sorry.
Such beautiful, genuine write up.. Love all your pics/ gifs.. I know you bring them from some where.. but they are breathtaking..you should make a collective web site of them.. I may never log off from there!
Brilliant comment for Shyam..👏you are so right...even if there were no first hand prrofs. by all the mud he was slinging at Khushi and obvious loud defensive play he was playing, it should be obvious to every one that he atleast is not that sweet almost divine picture he gives of himself. Naniji's was the most genuine reaction I thought, she could see there is truth in what arnav and khushi were saying but she just couldn't believe how could Shyam turn out be like that..
And Anjali's line was telling "hum aapke bina nahi reh payenge".. she doesn't really care what is or who is right.. she just NEEDS him..like compulsive stealers, liars, compulsive dependents. she is one. not deliberate but a psychological condition.. we all know Anjali could have been dealt much better and there was so much scope there... alas..
I thought differently about akash. He was completely justified in being mad with payal. Just before their marriage he and payal share a convo by the pool side not to hide anything from each other. payal even for a sec gets FB of shyam and Khushi's engagement.. we were all already heavily bogged down by the impending terrace by then, but it was a very imp base convo. Payal has no excuse to hide from akash given how peaceful he is always, we talked many times even Kh sharing it with him. And also I thought Khushi was indeed annoying when she interfered between akash- payal. How ever close/ well meaning one might be there is a certain space that every one needs to be left with and one should never cross into husband- wife relationship..
I agree with you, yes there should have been some time spent on Khushi or even asr's care given both of them came from the clutches od death.. how many days/ nights he spent in painful isolation...times he had gun pointed at his head.. it was a matter of some one pulling trigger...I may think too realistically about this fictional man..
And that pool side scene, one of the most favs of these two.. very poignant and touching ..
thank you sohara..treat reading you
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Originally posted by: aarwen

Episode 292


It came as a surprise how good the episode was. And it also came as a surprise how sad I felt seeing Shantivan get shrouded in silence with ashanti seeping through.

Our hero was back. For almost three episodes there was high voltage drama. Shyam with his insults and insinuations, Anjali with her delusions, NK with his wide eyed innocence, mamiji with her preconceived notions, Payal after a long time fearless and taking a stand, Akash clueless as usual, nani watchful and mindful of tragedy. There was Khushi looking beautiful and tragic, speaking her mind, fighting to prove herself right, intensely human in these episodes. And there was ASR still in his ragged filthy torn vest and trouser combo that time and again reminds me of a fashion disaster. But he looked completely hot and at home in it, specailly when he slapped Shyam. Twice. Once for each of the women paramount to his existence.

The episode started with ASR grabbing Shyam's collar and dragging him to the front door. Literally, and not just figuratively, throwing him out. For close to three episode the hero who can't stand drama or anything even remotely galat was shown doing nothing. Now perhaps Barun is back to shoot full time or perhaps ASR has put his foot down and refuses to remain silent any longer. He has listened fairly and given everyone a chance to speak. It is time to do what he knows to be right. He denounces the unfaithful husband, declares he trusts Khushi and closes the shuts the on Shyam's face.

Anjali almost withers away in shock and denial while ASR rests his frame on the closed doorway, head bent. It has been a never ending ordeal. One that started much before the three episodes of unendurable silence, also before the days of kidnap. It had started the day a smiling hopeful man, in love for the very first time, had reached the terrace. To tell her wo baat.. because bas karni thi.. and instead he had seen his love in the arms of his sister's husband. The man whose judgement he had respected. And the man whom he trusted enough to let his di marry him.

But ASR is back in this episode. Minimum fuss and the depraved man who has hurt both di and Khushi has been removed from sight.

I cannot explain why the police weren't call. Could be to save di further pain. Could be that ASR wanted to deal with this thing as fast as possible and move on to more fruitful tasks, like making sure di is fine. Could be the story writers needed to leave a loophole to get the villain back if they needed it. Could be that ASR was too impatient to change, maybe finally have a cup of coffee and rest, to waste breath on a depraved Shyam.

On a serious note. I love how straightforward ASR is. "Di I am sorry, janta hun aapko bahut takleef ho rahi hai, but I trust khuhsi". His watchful intelligent eyes focus right towards his di. The one most affected by this revelation. I sometimes forget how young he is. How calmly he states he believes the veracity in Khushi. All those tears and accusations all around and here comes the firm statement. He know Khushi is speaking the truth. And I am very happy he does not explain more. It might have made it easier for others in the house to negate Shyam's allegations against Khushi if ASr divulged more details or laid forth more connections. However, even elaborating on Khushi's behaviour means there is a possibility that she has to be proven right. It appeals to me more that he takes it as a fact, no proof needed and no explanations given to prove it.

Di sways to fall. Not surprising that her chote is the first to react. Agile, alive as he sprints to her and catches her on time. A few days later as she will roll down steps he will sadly be too late. In tears the family crowds around an unconscious Anjali.

She opens her eyes and moves to sit up. And thus begin the scenes that move me to tears on every watch. Her hand stops her chote from providing her support. He understands and in this moment whom does his eyes turn to? Khushi. She is right there for him. Has noticed the way di distanced herself from him. Anjali looks completely in shock. Hurting acutely. In fact so much that she is almost in trauma. But even now my eyes are on ASR. How does Barun make me experience a wretched helplessness in ASR's silence and in his haunted tormented eye?

This is completely my point of view. But there are times when shielding someone from the truth is more detrimental than being a little strict and letting him face it. Mami, Akash even nani want to protect Anjali. In fact they all have forgotten that Arnav Singh Raizada has just returned freeing himself from his kidnappers, so wrapped up are they in the daughter of the house. But her much younger brother knows it is best to talk about what happened. She deserves to know and however tough it maybe, he will explain.

When nani asks for details, with disarming earnestness and respect ASR agrees... "jee nani". He will bear the brunt of the showdown and his decision. And though he looks dead tired, he will continue to fulfill each one of his responsibilities. But first he needs to talk to di.. "Please".. That "please" had me sobbing.

Everyone leaves, but a forlorn and extremely worried Khushi hesitates. I do empathize with her. Her biggest fear was what would happen to Arnavji and more importantly Anjali after knowing the man Anjali kept on a pedestal and worshiped was in reality the complete opposite.. twisted and depraved. That was the fear that had stopped Khushi of speaking of it when she had come to expose Shyam after she found his identity. Wish she had spoken of it then. Now not only is she instrumental in barring him from Shantivan, but before that happened he has also managed to deeply poison everyone against Khushi. Khushi, who needs everyone to be happy around her and with her, must feel awful to be the bone of contention.

ASR and Khushi steal my heart again. His gentle gesture for her to leave. He is aware of everyone's state and is taking utmost care. And with khushi there is a sense of right, his wife. They have just returned from that cliff after all! All other relations have some amount of formality, but with khushi he can be himself completely and unguardedly. She understands and leaves. I whimper some more.

Very nice dialogues in the scene that follow. He could not hide the truth any longer. And he told the truth, however painful, for the sake of his di and her unborn child. It must be one of the hardest acts, to know whatever you do, the one you love has to suffer nonetheless. The attention to detail. "isliye"..pause.."Shyam ko ghar se nikalne". No longer jeejaji, he is Shyam. His hesitation in changing the way he addressed Shyam shouts of all that the man has meant to not only di, but also ASR. A stellar performance as always by Barun. Though am crying at how the brother's heart will break I am still thrilled that our hero is back.

But Anjali is ASR's support too. In the earlier episodes when he missed ma he had rest his head on her lap. And today he does the same. He has not been able to protect her. Even his trust is broken. He knows both need each other. Beautiful scene of him lying on her lap and Khushi crying against the wall.

She has gone through hell herself and now seeing Arnavji broken, his di lifeless, the poor girls breaks down. As she continues her vigil outside the room, where the brother sister are, I am reminded of the very first time she witnessed this bond. The mandir where she had watched from far, surprised that the rakshas could care do deeply about his di. Three young individuals unaware of what travails life had in store for them in the days to come.

Anjali is shown remembering a man who was always good to her. Who must have married her when she might not have thought such happiness was even possible. Who had married her despite her limping foot, despite the fact that her marriage had broken earlier. In fact, as Sohara had pointed out, perhaps despite the fact that she is older to him. Anjali remembers her husband from the past 3 years (it it 3 years?) Who calls her rani sahiba and treats her like a princess. Makes her feel loved and special. The man she is about to have a child with.

Tough times make us discover startling insights about ourselves and the people around us. Always warring mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hold onto each other. The crass Manorma, who never misses an opportunity to jest about her strict sasuma, weeps into this mother like figure's lap. And her sasuma, who never had one good word for her bahuriya, lovingly pats her head in consolation.

Aakash, nani, mami all have shared a bond with the damadji of the house. And what strikes me in the flashback is how different Shyam looked. Thin. And less filmy. He was a believable weak character.

Troubled times also let us identify the true mettle in one's character. They tried hard to cover up Payal's strength under heavy jewellery, open hair and silk sarees, but today she has broken free in her sister's defense. She will also remain loving. NK has remained loyal and unshakable. Also very sensible throughout. Khushi and Arnav's love has forged a deep bond of trust that can withstand anything. Nani will understand, mami won't. Aakash has reasons to feel hurt. Still his reaction will be quite weak. We are what we truly are, when we are tested.

Usually I don't understand much of symbolism, but NK views the aftermath of the war. Krishna stands before me surveying the destruction evil left behind in its wake.

Destruction it is... Anjali slips her hand from her chotes grasp.. Chote who is no longer chote.. Circumstances has forced her to choose between her chote and her shyamji. One is safe and sound in front of her. And the other has been forbidden from her life. She has loved her Shyamji. And life has damaged her too. She might have been sunny and cheerful, but she was brittle inside. Remember the tears when he almost did not show up for teej? Today she chooses denial. And her anger and unease come out on the person who is the closest to her, even though she has forgotten that in this moment. Chote has become Arnav. And I notice her limp is even more pronounced.

He pleads. ASR is utterly helpless, and pleads. I cry some more. His voice... Vulnerable, a hint of panic, helplessness, was there a 14 year old here as well? His di is hurting and this once there is nothing that he can do to make it better.

Another telling gesture. Nani moves to console a crying Khushi, mami stops her. Akash starts to walk away from Payal. In a way he does have a right to be angry at Payal, still I feel bad for her. NK watches all, knows whose right, perhaps feels equally helpless. And after too long two sisters are there for each other.

Anjali has decided to live in denial because that is the only way she will survive. She does not have the strength yet to face life without her Shyamji. And given the shock who would think clear headed? So she does not reason that if she thinks Shyam is right that means ASR is gravely wrong. Is that possible? Would ASR play with his di's happiness? If only the haze of pain receded enough for her to see how much in pain her chote was too. But the writers have decided Anjali is to remain deluded, so there is no chance for her to slowly come to terms with the fact that Shyam was just not what everyone thought he was. Sadly there is no question of Anjali to connect dots, recollect discrepancies in Shyam's behaviour and loopholes in his stories.

A tender moments unfolds as husband wife are back in their room. He has finally changed. It feels good to see him in his sweatshirt. Khushi has also washed away the dirt and grime from the day, but the pain of the hurtling insults remains. Only the insults can't hurt, because Arnavji drove it away, and not before declaring, she is as important as di. Her respect means everything. That after everything he is safe, right here and he trusts her. Without proof, simply, steadfast, he believes her.

I wonder who thought of sending the cup of coffee? Was it HP's way of welcoming the man sorely missed? His way of taking a side. My thoughts are running to strange places, since each action, each frame seems significant today.

How is this man this flawless? how is his perfomance so stellar that it does not even seem possible? How is the music so soft and uplifting? How do the same makers who wrote the past two episodes know this is how the moment should play out. In a hushed gentle silence...

He is lost is thought, a dejected look on his face. And dark grieving irises that are shimmering with tears. A stance that speaks of how much he has lost in the few hours he has returned back home. Her hands shiver with nerves. Her eyes are downcast. He stood up for her. He is hurting badly because of his di. And Khushi considers herself the cause of all the discord and distress. She is almost hunched over, a wish to disappear, eyes brimming with unshed tears. Not sure how to approach him. Not sure if he even wants her near. Desperate to be near him.

When has ASR disappointed in moments like these? He is grandson, brother, head of the house. He has performed all his duties. But he is also a husband today.
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Infinitely tender towards his wife. The girl who saved him. The girl he almost lost to death and fought hard to bring back for himself. The girl he has misjudged and punished for no fault of hers. The girl whom he left to fight alone against evil while he stood silent and watched.

He needs her as much as she needs him. The symphony rises in as his hand reached out to stop her from leaving him. Never again... And she comes willing into his arms. Drawing him as close as possible. Flowing into each other, their bodies melding. She weeps in relief, in guilt for causing a problem, in empathy. His hand lovingly stokes her hair. A protective gesture. He will not let any harm come to her. He is strong for her sake, and her presence infuses strength in him too.



Their love has a positive reinforcement I feel sometimes that makes both strive to be better, happier and complete. in fact there is no need to strive. it just happens from the power of their love.


She looks fragile in his arms as he picked her up and cradled her in his arms. Lays her down, tucks her in and turns to leave to fight the darkness threatening to envelope his family. But, now her hand stops him. She still needs him. Don't go... plead her eyes. Specially not when I have just found you.. and when you are hurting and breaking inside.. Again I feel this gives him strength to bear the misery. A glimmer of a smile as he sits next to her. There are no words that can be said tonight. But his hand will lovingly cup her face, and she will snuggle into it sobbing and drift asleep.

I watch and cry a little hysterically. There is a moment he gazes at her, his head angled as he pushed away some strands of her hair off her face. I see love. And it is indescribable in it's absolute beauty.

Rhea.. such moving write up... this is one of my.. if not my most fav episodes ..an episode that made me fall in love with IPK all over again... hands down...
And my thoughts flow in sync with yours all the way... beautiful rhea...
will start from that last underlined.. such important profound point you bring in.. yes he has always been a great son, grand son, bro, business man.. but today is the FIRST time he is being a good husband in its true sense.. giving his wife her much needs solace when she needed the most.. I want to hug you for that one... perfect!
This episode touched chord with me at many levels... just the other day I was telling indi some where how I forget he is 26 and reminded of that only when he sprints.. just like he does here when he sees Anjali faiting..
also, I was writing to sohara above, how I felt Anjali to be a compulsive dependent on Shyam not caring for any facts.. or how they ended up writing her..
that eye blink asr and Kh shared in Anjali's room, he gesturing her to leave that he will take care that he and Di will be fine.. that she shouldn't worry.. what all are there??
I made a post on this epi some time ago on the reruns, yes Barun was splendid ... his stance, grimace by that pool side, the way they mended each other... brilliant direction..
that last pic posted.. exactly their pose very very close to me.. how they just melted into each other... I don't know if this is direction or actor's improvisation.. but it is heavenly..
thank you much rhea.. hope your tears stopped...
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Originally posted by: Katelyn

Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon new promo maha episode 14th july 2012, Episode 297 Maha Episode #7

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bKGUYc0HmYA[/YOUTUBE]

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oh kate... thanks.

i am not much for all this mrs and stuff... but how good did he make, "main tumhe hamesha ke liye, mrs arnav singh raizada hamesha... banake rahoonga..." sound.

that could have been such a flat seetee type dialogue, he made me believe he really wants her for his wife and somehow the best thing that could happen to a girl, his anger was so full of his tender sweet love, his raging need... where is my actor, someone bring him back.

i am feeling a deeper dhakdhak these days. two actors have me convinced this is a real marriage and the whole thing about being married is valuable, it matters like hell. looking forward to the days ahead. un..dammit...believable moments there.

i love this husband and i sometimes adore this wife.
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Posted: 10 years ago

Originally posted by: aarwen

Indi di am deadwa .. uff what shots.. now I know what shirtsleeves could possibly mean.. formals and those early episode full sleeves.. wherefort art thou my well dressed ASR?

I really find the color pallette they started using for his clothes drab. It was only that Barun could carry it. Earlier when he was supposedly stricter and harsh they gave him brighter shades and now when supposedly he is this loving husband they made him dress in dull colors. makes no sense.
Thank you for reading and liking my 292. happy that you liked the krishna thought. And also wiping away my tears. The guy manages to make us go through such profound emotions. a little of your grandfather, a little of all the heroes I have read about and a lot of just completely himself. one connects to him at so many different levels.

So you didn't like the episode too much..I liked this episode, specially the way he takes care of everything and how sad he is with the di situation... but my favourite comes next episode.. the smile as he teases Khushi.. I don't much like all this heavy handed drama.. IPK is best when it has hot bouts of exquisite anger and heartbreak and then even hotter flashes of ajeeb sanka crazy love.



that in pink, rhea... that's what zonks me... every time. any time i pick up a little scene to watch, it hits hard... sometimes exactly at the point it had on a previous watch, sometimes at a completely different juncture... surprising me...

and profound really are the feelings it evokes. starts with a laugh or asigh but at exactly that point it has reached some place deep within... something that i can't describe. moves me... takes me to all sorts of places.

back in college as a reluctant eng lit student, i had read something about the whole thing about a hero in drama... tragedy... moves you to awe and pity... catharsis... identification.. stuff.

really they'd meant nothing to me.

and now i just get it.

this really is the role of drama maybe, to take us way in and truly into ourselves.. perhaps of all art. no idea.

i am just grateful ipk lasted over 44 and a bit hours.. and perhaps forever there will be something new to discover in it.

no one that doesn't watch will understand, i know. i am not really bothered.

and really, if barun sobti had not been arnav singh raizada he would have just been another good looking guy with something about him that a girl who has a thing for handsome men would have noticed... but that would be it... yeah i'd watch his movies, as i have of shashi kapoor or gregory peck or harrison ford or even jeremy irons... but no, i would not be devoting hours of my day to editing his shots, making vms, writing fan fiiction, hanging out in cyber space and wondering about him.

they use words like seminal work. agai n something i don't quite get. well, now i do.

yeah, his wardrobe was strange... he the tycoon with two suits. but you know, i hardly ever noticed all that. he looked so good in that black shirtsleeves, uff, that husband so cool, all set to go for the derby when wife starts off... his what the at her ghoodsawar thing, his no way hindi film, his defending of the english movie heroines, his giving in to madam ji watching her drama and falling for her all over again... all the while getting ready, that red dhaga bright against black.. . hot so hot and male the man and gruffly tender, i just fell flat.
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Posted: 10 years ago

episode-293


Gradually Khushi steps into a slumber, comforted by the reassuring warmth of Arnav's finger against her cheek. While Arnav gazes at her innocent face rendered almost angelic in repose, the leaden weight upon his heart gets heavier and heavier. Her face beholds a perfect mirror of tranquility. He slowly removes his hand from under her cheek and leaves the room.

Khushi actually didn't sleep, as soon as he removed his hand, she also opens her eyes. How can she sleep when her Arnavji is so much in pain!

Arnav comes out, Anjali's words are echoing in his ear drum,
Arnav, leave me alone."...her pain is piercing his heart severely and can't find succor.

He comes to Anjali's room to see and gets worried not to see her there. "where is di?" he checks nani's room and relieved to find her sleeping on nani's lap peacefully. Nani is lulling her beloved grand daughter, she gestures him not to worry.

Nani comes out with him after laying her down. She gave Anjali medicine, so she fell asleep. She is very anxious for whatever happened today, because of that Anjali got a deep shock. nani tells him to take rest as well.

Akash enters his room, looks livid. He is trying to be reticent with Payal. She asks him where did he go, she was worried. He replies sternly, that he went outside to spend some time alone. Payal tries to comfort him by holding his hand. She thinks, it's a bad phase is going on in their life and everything will be fine soon. Akash also knows this, but he doesn't want to be amiable to her, so he gets up. Payal asks him, why he is behaving like this? Akash reminds her the promise what she did with him just one day before their marriage; they promised not to keep a single secret from each other. Since then he has been fulfilling his promise, but she didn't. She kept such a big secret that now he just can't rely on her. Payal tries to make him understand the situation, what was different that time. But Akash is impervious, how can he believe her! His mind will be more doubtful now assuming what more secret she might keep from him! He accuses Payal for the unpleasant circumstance what happened today. If she would've told him before, then the situation would be different.

Again I'm saying, I really can't blame Akash for being so incorrigible and obstinate. It can not be easy for any husband to behave normally after hearing such a big secret.

Arnav is fluttering inside the house like a stranded ship. His anxious face is devoid of all traces of sleep. His mind flits back to the snippets of all the sweet days of him and Anjali. How she used to poke him and also took care of him. He recalls how she became upset with him and left the house went to the mandir. When he cried telling her, whether she also leave him like his mom, she tried to make him understand that she will not leave him ever. The precious memories of their last raksha bandhan pervade his thought and so many more. Her words reverberates in his mind...we should live our life to the fullest, cause we don't know what is the last day of our lives. And we should never let go our beloved person from our lives.

Her mother like advice, care and love what made him sane till Khushi came to his life.


His mind swarms with the thought of Anjali what makes him melancholic.

When he was immersed in avalanche of memory, Khushi comes there and sit beside him on the stairs. She looks at him; her eyes swirling with emotions too deep for him, as if asking is he fine? She keeps her hand on his shoulder and Arnav also looks back at her with a thoughtful expression in his eyes and her luminescent eyes trying to read his somber expression. Without uttering a single word he replies her with an assuring twinkle . That beckon is supremely superfluous and her heart encompasses with fresh reservation. Time stood still as both stare at each other for some moment. Khushi lays down her head on his shoulder and Arnav keeps his hand on her hand what is encircling his arm, the silent gesture to comfort each other. leaning on each other, both stays there for some moment, as if they found solace in each other's proximity.


I don't know does soul mate exist in real world or not. But to see the silent communication and understanding between Arnav and Khsuhi, I can guess what soul mates are!

Anajli is sleeping in her room. Nani again comes to check her. Nnai is just too worried for her weak grand daughter. nanis are like mothers. My nanijaan also takes care of me so much when she used to visit us in the US or whenever I visit her in Pakistan. She told me once that grandchildren is no less lovable than own children.

Khushi also comes there. She came to talk to her, but seeing her asleep she feels good, that she is taking rest, what is necessary for her. She leaves the room and Anjali opens her eyes as soon as she left. She pretended to sleep, she was actually awake. how can she sleep after what happened to her! Her whole world has tumbled down, shattered completely. She hides her face. Her heart and soul are stricken by devastating pain that wracks her whole body. The pain of agonizing loss threatened to break down the wall of restraint that she had built around it since after the horrible incident of that night.

I felt a terrible pang in my heart for Anjali. She lost so much in her life. her parents died an unpleasant death when she was young, her marriage broke on the very day; their uncle threw them out from their house, whereas they used to live in profusion Another unfortunate thing is she had to live her life with a limp. Though Arnav loved her more than a brother and protected her like a father, and her nani's family also loved her immensely, but still deception from the husband whom she loves so much is not easy to accept.

Arnav is still sitting on the stairs, when Nani comes there along with Khushi. She wants s to talk to him.

Nani tells Arnav and Khushi, that she still can't understand what just happened today,

So many things happened and she is not aware of any! She speaks in agitated voice,

"Till today, what damadji did for the family, thought of the family's well being, took care of the family, but he actually deceived Anjali, by feigning all this!"

She can't believe this. They heard so much today, so many allegations from all sides, all are deranging her, what she will think, what she will decide! She is in quandary; there are mlange of doubt crackling in her mind's cauldron.

"But I don't have any doubt in my mind. Lots of thing about shyam, I already knew." Arnav says softly with his huskier tone.

"What are you saying?" Nanii is in disbelief.

"Since Akash got married, Since I've been married to Khushi." his look veers to Khushi with compassion, "Haa nani, since then I came to know what a filthy man he is."

He recalls the wedding night when he found Khushi in shyam's embrace. He continues that the biggest mistake of his life he made on that night by not trusting Khushi's words, but asked him instead. He says nani emphatically about Shyam's disdain for anjali and what his filthy thought about khushi, that he was crazy in love with her.

Nani is having difficulty to believe their beloved SIL's true face. Arnav casts his look down and says with remorse that he made the mistake by misunderstanding that Khushi was also with him. But it was all his misunderstanding.

"The mistakes were all shyam's. Till now what he had been doing was just to win our heart to deceive us."

Pause: By saying all this to nani he actually confessed his guilt to Khushi and indirectly apologized to her. That's why when later he directly begged sorry to her she didn't want him to apologize. Arnav's measured words; his positive and supportive gesture towards Khushi, above all his sensibility amused me. This is the real Arnav who was lost for some episodes. And I'm happy now he is back. Although I became mad at him again,, for saying Khushi why she came to his life. But I also forgave him as I know some times people say the word in the spur of the moment what they don't mean.

Nani breaks down in tears for anjali, what she had to see! He broke her baby's heart.

Khushi dithers to see her in so much pain, she holds her, tries to comfort her. nani adds,

"She is physically here, but her heart is somewhere else. My baby literally died."

She starts to sob in pain again. Suddenly she gets afraid in anticipation, if it affects on her unborn baby! She will not be able to bear it.

"in this moment of family crisis we all have to take care of Anjali and for this we have to give her some time, whatever time is needed we have to give her."

She tells Khushi that her presence will remind her bad incident what happened to her. so it's better for Anjali if she stays away from her for some time. She feels bad to say all this to Khushi. Khushi is a very sensible girl, she understands the situation well. She says she will try to stay away from her. Nani caresses her face lovingly.

pause: I always say nani is a nemesis and a connoisseur as well. I absolutely agree with her, that Khushi's presence will bother Anjali, because it's bitter reality that Khushi is somehow responsible for what happened today. Albeit, if not Khushi, a characterless man like Shyam could be involved with anybody else. Unfortunately Khushi became the victim. This is such a weird sentiment of our Indian society that always women have to endure the wrath of any unpleasant circumstance.

A new morning arrived after a tumultuous day. In Anjali's room, she draws the curtain aside to welcome the sunny morning. But her face is pensive; she is not in her usual diaphanous expensive saree and jewelry.

Arnav comes there with breakfast. there is a rueful expression on his face. To alleviate her gloomy mood, he starts to recite their childhood poem,

"Toffee se mithi hai

Imli se Khatti hai.

Khatti meethi hai humari kahani

Anjali di hai sabse sayani."

Anajli looks reluctant. But she actually is convulsing inwardly, so to control her agony she shuts her eyes.

Arnav says meekly that now her turn. But she is still reticent. So aAnav says her words,

'papar ka tukda,

Jaab dekho ukhda

dete hai apni di ko asoo mote mote.

woh hai gussewale humare chottey.

Anjali is still taciturn. Arnav can't bear her reticence any more, so he comes to her and gives her a morsel,

"di thoda sa khalo humare liye."

Anjali walks across him and sits down on her bed, tries to avoid him.

Arnav can't continue manaooing his sister as he has to leave to answer the phone, what always rings at the wrong moment.

Khushi comes in their room with Arnav's medicine. She is looking beautiful and glowing in love as Arnav returned after a long time and as her husband in true sense.

Already started doing wifey duty!

I just loved her to see as a caring wife. Arnav really needs this care now, because his mental and physical condition must not be good after facing so many turbulent events what happened in last 15 days.

By the poolside, Arnav is talking on the phone with his lawyer Roy. Khushi comes there and he says her that he needs to go to office for some time. He doesn't want to but he has to go as he needs to change the will a bit, some clarification is needed.

What change man! Last time he willed all his property to Anjali. This time shayad he thought to give some in Khushi's name.

He turns to Khushi and to see her anxious face he asks her is she alright? She says she is fine, but what about him? If he doesn't take care of him then how he will manage! He didn't take his medicine also. Arnav says, his di also didn't have breakfast yet.

pause:Very bad Arnav, don't forget you have diabetes, so you have to take food at the right time. Cum on, you are a pragmatic man, why you are becoming so Anjali like emotional Look at Khushi, when she is sad she eats more.


Khushi tries to make him understand, If he doesn't take care of himself then how he will take care of anjali! HP told her that he didn't eat anything. She gives him medicine, until he is not taking his medicine, she will not let him go anywhere.

How can he say no to such caring order. He takes the medicine. Khushi wants to go now. But every times she goes Arnav blocks her way. Every step she takes, he also sways in that direction and also smiles mischievously. To see his mischief, her gaze falters a little and her cheek becomes a rosy hue as she blushes. A sweet smile glints on her face. Though he says sorry, but intentionally starts to flirt with her and she gets demur in coy. And smirks mischievously.

hunzahhayat:Oh god the way he looks at her omgg  *faints*and this is for Sanaya, as ASR..imagine how he must look at Pashmeen…such a lucky woman!


[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5dv-vMoWShA[/YOUTUBE]

credit goes to Saba

Gifs credit goes to tumblr

Edited by sohara - 10 years ago
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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!






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just saw 292. i couldn't take my eyes off this actor. felt his part was written with empathy and the acting... what can i say. i just kept feeling a whole lot of things for arnav singh raizada. he had never ever meant to hurt his sister... never ever thought he would have to do what he did today. all his love, his need, all his man, his child, all his fluid deep vast emotions, all his vulnerability and all the roles he must play because he must, because he can. such completely honest acting... that you forget this is a show. i watched and just kept watching. will be back with a few thoughts.

episode 292



for a couple of seconds, asr paused with his forehead almost touching the door frame. he had just turned his sister's husband out of the house. and he had done it with his usual dominant powerful demeanour... laced with enough and more anger. one might have even thought there was an air of satisfaction about him as he threw shyam out.

but this really was the last thing he'd wanted to do.

the very last thing... for he knew how much it would hurt his sister. di... whom he loved with the most complete love... who had been there when the whole world had gone haywire... who was the only person he could call his immediate family... his one and only sibling, his elder sister, had she not been around, how would he have lived all these years. he who had lost all interest in his own happiness, who smiled when he saw di happy, who would do anything to make sure di was okay.

he had not been able to tolerate the unrepentant duplicity of his brother in law one night and had taken the terribly difficult step of going to her to tell her all. but things had taken a turn he had no control over and again choosing his sister's well being over all else, he had tolerated shyam... giving him a chance to change, to live happily with di. maybe arnav singh had a desperate hope in his heart that shyam would change. only for di.

he had even chosen to hurt and denigrate the woman he had just started feeling a powerful feeling for, only for di's sake. that is really what he believed.

but shyam did not change and today he did what he figured was the only thing he could.

though he knew who would be though most terribly affected. and if she was, how would he stay immune to it.

he was her brother, her caretaker, her pillar of strength, her mainstay. he took care of her with the most giving tender love. she loved him no less, she needed him even more... maybe he thought he could put his faith in that... even if he had to do the unthinkable. i said she needed him more, but really did arnav singh raizada need anjali any less? there is a way he says "khushi" and i always comment on that... but today again and again i heard the way he says "di"... a need in it, a demand, a love and ownership.

i felt for the young man standing there... as though taking a moment's much needed break, so he could turn around and face all he must... because he would, because to run away from his responsibilities was not something he did, because behind him, he knew stood his biggest responsibility slowly going to pieces.

when he turned around finally, a complete vulnerability and his first words...

"di, i'm sorry."

the music was interesting here, none of the usual loud dramatic stuff, instead sombre, low, unintrusive.

"jaanta hoon ki aapko bahut taqleef ho rahi hai"... i know, he said, that you are in great pain...

and then arnav singh made perhaps the mistake a more "canny" man would not have. asr is one of the cleanest most innocent characters in matters of emotion... the politics of relationship are of no interest to him... he loves or hates simply... absolutely; he says what he needs to, even if that means people get hurt at times.


"but i trust khushi," he said these words without playing any "clever" game or anything. just stated things the way he saw it.

he trusted her of course... between the night of the terrace and the day on the clifftop many miles had been travelled. he had come to feel an atoot vishwas in the girl who made him believe again. he was always capable of great love, now when i think, that night he married her was also because of love, a broken torn, battered love, that felt like nafrat, but love it was. and in it was also the love he felt for his sister.

but it was trust he had lost really, on another night when he was only fourteen. you couldn't trust this world...your own father could betray you... you have to fight on and fend off a world that is bedard, and for that you needed power and wealth... because no one could be trusted.

that trust returned to him with khushi...

besides, he also did know who shyam really was.

of course, what he told nani later about shyam and khushi he could have said here too, to buttress his case... but no... how could arnav singh talk about his wife in that manner in front of a roomful of people.

and anyway, he always liked getting straight to the point... even the night he had gone to speak to his sister, he did not haw and hum and prepare her much... he just went for it... jeeja ji is cheating on you, he reached the sentence pretty quickly into the conversation.

"mujhe poora yakeen hai ki khushi jo kah rahi hai, woh sab sach hai," i am convinced what khushi is saying is true.

anjali stood looking aghast, and then she began to sway... he ran... she was everything to him.


on teej, he had pelted to save a girl who meant nothing to him, or so he'd thought.

yet both these girls mean everything... they are life itself to this young man of twenty seven, who has really for the longest time never had a break.

i wonder where that energy comes from, can it be justified, given the terrible amount of trauma both he and khushi have gone through just a few hours ago, and for a couple of weeks before that, ever since airport, in fact? i guess a nervous wild energy stays in you when you go through so much, and you just keep tackling stuff till at last you get a break and let go.
not only is his mind and body alert, khushi can sense things too... she can feel its not going to end with only shock and grief of the entire family... she has seen the look on di's face and she senses this is all headed to hell.

there were two telling scenes in two different bedrooms after that. in one he was pushed away... in the other he was pulled closer.

both scenes were beautiful. both spoke of love... between men and women and between two siblings, children of the same mother. potent love... both equally valid and complete and essential. that you should have to choose between the two loves, is truly cruel. and life rarely passes up on such an opportunity.

perhaps in these scenes i found and felt again the power of the story of iss pyaar ko really.

if ipk were just a story of boy meets girl, boy hates girl, girl hates boy, then boy falls for girl, girl falls for boy and they live happily ever after, it would have been yet another mills and boon type love story, with plenty chemistry and a surfeit of dhakdhak. but little else. turn to episode 57 for first kiss, go to episode 98 for consummation, lovely. now scan channels to see where the next romance is starting.

but iss pyaar ko was never that. it was a story of deep beautiful love, of large, humongous powerful emotions, of human beings caught in the their crosscurrents, struggling, getting lashed, breaking but finally rising to overcome all odds. in this story of love, the man woman romance was as true and integral as the brother sister love. if the entire issue of anjali went missing, if we never felt asr's love for his sister and hers for him, would we have really experienced and understood the depth of asr and khushi's love? every conflict the brother sister love presented, tested and strengthened and nuanced the love of arnav singh and khushi kumari... and at the same time, it was his sister and her love for him that always kept the idea of a woman he would give his heart to in the forefront...

the story of iss pyaar ko is about a man and his two greatest loves at one level. it is a romance of course, but a romance that would feel empty without the love of the brother and sister... and also without the crazy give all love for family of a young innocent permanently afflicted by sanka girl.

this is a love story that has scale and depth and dares to enter many feelings, some inexplicable even, some perhaps not easy to condone, but there they are, exactly as in life... and that's why they murmur in us. one scene here reminding one of something somewhere else... connecting dots in places we didn't even know there were dots... a tale that stays and nourishes the heart...

she too by now has grown to love the sister of her husband almost as much as him. i have asked myself how that is even possible... but it can be... because when you love someone truly you know who they love with all their heart... and somewhere those others become part of your heart too... she genuinely did not want to hurt di. she cared for di... a woman who had always welcomed her, who was always good to her. even when she was really angry, she was always fair to her. and of course, as the story teller would write it, it would be anjali who'd welcome her into shantivan first and then do many things to make sure she kept coming over.

the day khushi had found out about shyam, she'd so wanted to tell the man by the poolside what had upset her, he had even guessed it was her fiance, but she couldn't bring herself to... because she knew how much he cared for his di... if his di's world fell to pieces, he would be hurt immeasurably.

today all of that and more is here in every moment of the scenes in the bedrooms.

he stood tense and waiting to get a chance to talk to his sister alone as she lay there looking wan and helpless. he had to explain to her, he had to make her feel better. he knew he had hurt her unbearably.

a clear signal that all was not well came as she denied him the first time by brushing his hand away.

he knew what that meant. so did his wife. he stepped back, a hurt he tried to contain on his face. his wife sensed it. i did too. but he tried again. when they were alone he told her, again in his simple way, no frills... every rakhi what he had promised to do, the time had come to do just that. his face showed a million emotions with understated expressions before he uttered shyam. the man who had gotten past him and inflicted pain on his two most loved people.


anjali heard without expression. he thought he could reach her. he so so so needed to... she was not only his elder sister, he not just her brother, somewhere the son in him had always needed a maternal place, and her lap had been the only place that offered him a vestige of that. he had clung to it the night before his mother's barsi, he had fallen on it when he thought he had lost his sister but she was alright, today, after days of suffering, of being alone, perhaps even of fearing he'll never see her again, and the terrible moments they had all gone through, he needed her, her lap. he wanted to bury his head there and reach her, let her reach him, soothe her, be soothed by her.

he sought her lap, resting his cheek against her hand.

for a moment it seemed as though all would be well. but then came the memories of a devoted husband to a loving, even besotted, wife. one who would not see the truth, who perhaps for many reasons, including her handicap, could not bring herself to see the harsh reality... her need to believe in a perfect picture of the ideal marriage which had been wrecked maybe when she realised the truth of her parents' marriage... whatever it was, she chose between two loves... something her brother could never bring himself to do.

and she turned away from the love that was true. clinging to the myth.

he denied him a second time: she drew her hand away... she who always stroked the cheek in her trademark style to show love.

then she denied him the third time with one single word... arnav.

oh the look in his eyes when she cut in and said that.

and then in a curious replay of a terrible scene from the night when everything went haywire, she caught hold of his hand and forced him to walk with her, and threw him out of the room. i found the scene surprisingly thrilling. felt real. anjali raizada asserting herself... saying enough!! in her way... there was a strong woman in her somewhere... i hoped some day that would ascend again. also it was such a di thing to do to a chhotey... elder sister i am, stop messing with me.

he had used his power one night, tonight someone else used hers over him. both nights it was all and only about love.

my heart felt many things as he cried out desperately... di, di... you can't do this to me... aap mujhe apne aap se alag nahin kar sakti aise... don't separate me from you...

i often feel his love and need and joy in the way he says khushi. but even the way he says di has so much in it, i am repeating mysel i know, but an entire tie gets established in just the utterance at times.

he begged her to not do this. she was impervious to him. she shut the door on his face as he had done on hers before... she said let me be alone. when she was implored not to, her voice rose to a hysterical pitch... terribly real.

he left frustrated, horror descending.

there was one difference though between the two bedroom sequences. here khushi was witness to every moment of it. growing more and more desperate, hurting... and feeling vulnerable. a young girl, full of innocence and generous love, did she ever think she would be in any way a cause of such a situation? of course, the cause was one man's filthy self... but unwittingly she had become the instrument that would bring home this shattering truth.

the last thing she had wanted to do was speak of shyam, rob di of her perfect world. yet she had had to to do just that... maybe only because the thought of her arnav ji being burnt alive did something to her... she just could not keep quiet any longer.

she too had to choose finally.

the same girl who had told asr that she kept quiet only to save his di's happiness... and who actually believed that... she had to today begin the storm she had fought hard to keep at bay.

again because of love.

she watched helpless as he walked away, that frenetic energy of his buzzing around him. she knew he was broken.


he reached his room and at last let go and sat down... alone. the loneliness of this huge character here. even now, even in this state, he is thinking of his sister... how much i have hurt her... i can't see di like this. no he can't. it kills him... and he can't really talk about such things, he is just not the talking and sharing kind... actually, our deepest emotions, can we really talk about them?

grateful to writers for understanding that in this episode. and to directors for letting the actors say it all often without a word.

in a beautiful cut away, nani and mami like a mini play. an entire relationship and its nuances got told as they sat together in this nightmare moment. then mami buried her face in her mother like ma in law's lap and her often acerbic sasuma, gently stroked her head. somewhere amid all the gussa and hum drum and bitching and cribbing of life, the business of making and becoming family gets done.

akash walked away from his wife, angry she had hidden such a big truth. she hoped he would understand. i would completely get akash's reaction if they had bothered to keep the character true, someone i could relate to. i really couldn't.

payal could have been a fabulous character, but again they had played with her insensitively. here at least she reminded me of the girl i had met way back.

nk walking around without saying much, again i got what they were trying to do, but something did not feel natural... it seemed contrived.

the slight rattle of china speaks of worlds crashing and shattering.
he stands alone... in anguish. she is behind him, feeling terrible, perhaps even feeling like an intruder, but she needs to reach him, know he is alright. she seems worried though, she knows her man is a loner by instinct, she does not want to upset him. maybe she feels a little guilty in her way though we all know she mustn't... she has no idea how to soothe him, how to make this terrible feeling go away. she needs to take care of him... and i get the feeling she needs him to hold her too.

he senses her presence, he turns around... and in his look just a surrender to every emotion i sense... it is her... and she is looking shaken... he first takes the tray out of her hand... why am i thinking of the morning when he had pretended he was not sick?

she looks at him for a second and then not wishing to force anything on him, turns away.

and his hand moves.


in a simple gesture a universe of need, of adhering... forever.

and arnav singh raizada steps into the other role he has accepted, no demanded, from life. that of khushi kumari gupta's husband. he is brother, he is husband, take either away from him and he is damaged, incomplete.

and she is so utterly his wife, today perhaps her primary role... yes, she is sister, daughter, daughter in law, but i sense, what defines her at this moment is being his wife.

and as man and woman, as primal beings, they are mates. just meant for each other. two parts that come together to create such a powerful bond, they become much greater than the sum of the parts. the yin and yang comes to mind.

humans are not monogamous creatures maybe, but somewhere deep down our instincts have always yearned for the ideal couple... from the dragon and the phoenix, to radha krishna, lakshmi narayan, ram sita, romeo and juliet, laila majnu... always one man, one woman... and an indestructible something between them. reality may be whatever it is, we seek this ideal.

and why am i thinking all this looking at a tv soap?

how much can you put into a pair of eyes. i stare at the two lovers...


why did i find the rabba ve jarring? it really was not needed... these two had become that song at this moment... and in his holding her hand and stopping her and in her holding his later to do just that a whole love story again... of a coming together of two people around a commitment called hamesha, of becoming what we call husband and wife.

she turned and looked at him, he at her, the moments ticked by, whatever needed to be said, was... she rushed and put her arms around him, unable to hold back any more, that little hint from him enough... relieved she was perhaps at him allowing her in. he hesitated for a second and then put his hand on her hair... i had a feeling it was to make her feel better.

this is arnav singh raizada, really, never ever turning away from his responsibility.


he carried her in his arms as he wanted to, liked to, as she wanted him to... trying to restore "normalcy" while he bled within and he knew she could not be at peace if he were not. he had tried to put his head on his sister's lap, hoping for peace... that was denied.

here, his mate waited for him to do whatever he needed to feel better. they had just been through the entire trauma of kidnap... now this.

he lay her on the bed and he would have left her there, but this time she stopped him. oh, i felt he so needed that love.


she tugged his hand gently and he came and sat by her. not a word they spoke right through... nothing was said between them since her asking him to trust her and him turning to shyam and giving his answer with a resounding slap... where was the need for words.

between them was history, was vishwas, and love... not of sweet romances but of epic poems. love that held. love that defied transience in a dimension essentially transient.

he sat and with tender fingers cut a familiar trail... pushing back strands of hair off her forehead, a simple signature of a feeling that had started on another tumultuous night in a building falling apart. a little gesture, of course it had to say everything.


and he looked at her... i can never find words to describe that look. it said love. it said i am always yours, it said jee nahin paaoonga... and it said i will be strong for you don't worry... this, while the person who was his entire world threw him out of her room.

khushi knew perhaps what many of us may find hard to accept, her arnav ji was incomplete really without his sister... he would not be able to bear the loss of his di... jee nahin paayega, no matter how hard he tried... even if she were there with him, even if she said he needed nothing else. she understood, because she was khushi... and she felt his heart. she knew more than anyone else, that her man of dimag was really all about his dil.

i had said to rhea this episode did not connect with me at many places... it did not. i found the spate of flashbacks of shyam in everyone's mind a bit to obvious and unnecessary... the music often felt too soppy. i felt there was too much of "arranging" of emotions, among the family members that is.

i missed something in sanaya's acting... a little more was needed i felt...

i enjoyed the polish with which the asr and di interaction was handled. and the entire feel of the khushi asr moments at the end.

what touched me and made me write all that were... barun sobti's acting and the whole essence of the story of ipk, which became so clearly evident once more.

interestingly it's always on turbulent nights that the story comes to us... guesthouse connected khushi and asr in an elemental way, terrace inextricably tied di to the story of arnav and khushi, tonight arnav knew both di and khushi were equally important to him and for the first time in his life he felt his sister banish him.

i must say daljeet was pretty good too. loved the way she closed her eyes and then removed her hand from below his cheek, well directed and acted.

wanted to leave here my exact thoughts as the rejection in a bedroom started.

as anjali turned her gaze on him, distant, unengaged, he had to close his eyes, in pain...

di mujhe aapse kuch baat karni hai... a younger brother, in a real difficult moment of life... no this is not a tv soap.

akele mein... the voice... vulnerable, alone, yet strong, because he must be that.

ji nani, main har sawal ka jawab doonga... such a terrible moment... tonight all questions he will answer, that night to save this love of his he had done what he had...

now he stands again before the questions, this time he has answers.

pehle main di se baat karna chahta hoon... please.

main aapko aur dukhi nahin dekh sakta tha... i had to think about you...whispers

he so needs her to say she gets it, she understands, maybe he knows she won't...

one of the saddest moments ever... even the visual space is sad.

aapke aur aapke hone wale bacche ke baare mein sochna pada, holding her hand head down...

i have promised to protect you... every raksha bandhan...

issi liye... face tenses, you know he is struggling with "shyam"...

shyam ko... ghar se nikalneke elava mere paas koi rasta nahin tha... i'm sorry.

he puts his head in his sister's lap looking for a little respite maybe, assurance, love...

but his sister is not with him any more, her thoughts are tied to shyam ji... the happiness she felt around him... who is to judge her.

...

and khushi came into anjali's thoughts, her accusations, the manghni thing, the slaps.

she closed her eyes and took a side... he was resting his cheek on her hand as he lay on her lap and she removed her hand.

hum akela rahna chahte hain hume akela chhor dijiye

di

arnav, hume... a look.

he just looked at her helplessly... di di di meri baat suniye di please meri aap mujhe apne se aalag nahin kar sakti d... maine jo kiya aap ke liya kiya, you can't do this...

he is a man of 27, not an older man.

fragile, heart full of his need and love... she threw him out of her room... anjali singh raizada could be tough when she wanted to be i recalled...

he had slammed the door on her face one night... now he stood outside... it was always for her... for her...

hume koi nahin chahiye... hume akele rahne dijiye...

he walked away.


i was happy to see what i wrote this time i had written many of those things in my crooner take straight after seeing the episode first time. in fewer words though he he. only thing, there i did not pick on nor talk about the essential nature of the brother sister love in this story of love. was more concerned with plot and action, did like the rabba ve though, and all the family scenes. not this round.

episode 292 from crooner 95 after shyam's ouster
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/113432682
Edited by indi52 - 10 years ago
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Posted: 10 years ago
Rhea.. such moving write up... this is one of my.. if not my most fav episodes ..an episode that made me fall in love with IPK all over again... hands down...
And my thoughts flow in sync with yours all the way... beautiful rhea...
will start from that last underlined.. such important profound point you bring in.. yes he has always been a great son, grand son, bro, business man.. but today is the FIRST time he is being a good husband in its true sense.. giving his wife her much needs solace when she needed the most.. I want to hug you for that one... perfect!
This episode touched chord with me at many levels... just the other day I was telling indi some where how I forget he is 26 and reminded of that only when he sprints.. just like he does here when he sees Anjali faiting..
also, I was writing to sohara above, how I felt Anjali to be a compulsive dependent on Shyam not caring for any facts.. or how they ended up writing her..
that eye blink asr and Kh shared in Anjali's room, he gesturing her to leave that he will take care that he and Di will be fine.. that she shouldn't worry.. what all are there??
I made a post on this epi some time ago on the reruns, yes Barun was splendid ... his stance, grimace by that pool side, the way they mended each other... brilliant direction..
that last pic posted.. exactly their pose very very close to me.. how they just melted into each other... I don't know if this is direction or actor's improvisation.. but it is heavenly..
thank you much rhea.. hope your tears stopped...

My arms are wide open to receive the hug indu di. am thrilled you like the write up. and all the moments you mentioned.. I do see we are in sync..

that gesture with his eyes.. such minute details they thought of perfectly.. and sometimes they messed this same thing completely.. maybe they suffered from split personality..

I remember your post on this episode and our discussions following that. this talkative girl has taught me silence.. what irony! and 26 only.. how come I am not nearly as responsible and perfect as this guy?

husband he is and will continue to be. I love the haq and tenderness but I will miss the wild one from here on. I just cant get enough of the immaculate brusque ASR from when we met him.

isn't that pose perfect? I didn't remember it from before.. but I watched and could not take my eyes off them. the way he angles her head, and the light grasp,.. how precious and delicate she is.. and even Sanaya's limbs. long graceful holding him with all the love in the world. Its frustrating we will never know what went behind each shot. I always enjoy off screens. maybe this mystery makes this even more surreal.

Thank you very very much di..

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