REBLAST 1 Episode 1 - 5 - Page 19

Originally posted by: .ArshiHamesha.

thnx indi and so true , every time when I watch , I spent time more watching than writing because it takes me somewhere.Each scene draws a new curtain and reveals a new meaning...

Yes , the song and all, this is where NIsar comes with his brilliant elemental positioning and all.He is blessed with that.

Reagrdless with tacky outfits , he was shining as an Armor who is ready to cut through norms and he did.Simply magnificent...There are a lot .I will pen down slowly...That is why I don't sit for it...I can't sleep then...😆

I know ,what are you saying about that second pearls but I see it at different angle .Yes the way it has been shot could be a serial material but the way he hugs her...no way.That is mt most fav of all...for many many reasons...

Originally posted by: kizh72

That in red above, was it because he thought his father had lost control when he met/ interacted with a woman, one other than his mother? In the beginning, the feeling one got, was that there were more than one woman, and not just garima as they portrayed in the end. Did he feel that may be all it takes is a pair of innocent eyes and soft trembling lips for one to lose control? Did he think that may be that weakness of his father's to resist such temptations is present in him also? Haila, too many questions!😆

Originally posted by: indi52

ah that hug... fascinating. how much love and giving and accepting of someone as they are and hope of making things right, all of it is there... he has brought her back. what a moment.

i want to see that wooing he will do... that making her know she is never second to anyone in his life. he will make an orphan feel secure and make her grab her haq... he knows her fragility. he knows her strength. remember what he said? "apne jeevan ka hissa banaaoonga..."

i was waiting to see all of that.

then came dadi.

and everything became another story.😡 i don't like to think too much about that whole thing... because it hurts. and no point crying over what can't be changed. but what a spectacular story got sidelined. its most positive expression that hug, its most not pretty expression, that fight the night before. both are about a love that has scaled and reached a space serials never go to. even good literature sometimes doesn't get it.

faiqa, some day, we will see what happened after that hug happened... minus dadi.

i think he would have taken her to eat ice cream after that. they'd have talked about what's really bothering her. all about that awful fight when he said if you hadn't come all would have been well, shyam would not do this harkat...

he'd have apologised again... she would have been able to be herself and show her gussa.

that contract issue would have been resolved..😡. even with the family. and... there would be a lovely ceremony to bless their coming together. or maybe even a whole private wedding ceremony organised by him for her...😡

so many moments get conjured up in me...

a wedding night in sheeshmahal, where he had ripped her dori...😡 and walking through the demons of the past... laying them to rest. what was the real story we lost? aaah never mind.

Originally posted by: .ArshiHamesha.

You can see all these demons right in front of those RED

THE MOMENT HE SAID TUMHAIN PAA KEH RAHOONGA AND SHE SAID NAHIN AAOONGI ...AND I WAS JUMPING WITH JOY ...YES IPK IS BACK

He comes to take her and that moment...making her realize the blunder he has made...they made..and now they have to make it SAHI...and I was YES...we will have this private ceremony and may be after that story will go back to Lukhnow and the past will reveal and may some how the story which we had lost ..in between YES will back...nop...

WE GOT DAADI and KAHANI finished

moments of love and hate went under the game of nuisance

water fell on Dadi but felt like spilling over among nonsense

Khushi's brain became a Sheesh mahal of many hindrance

Arnav, a character who alone was fighting for his existence

Originally posted by: indi52

episode 2

ripping a part of her garment, so damn out of control. but was it out of character?

my thought: he was in an intensely vulnerable state of mind actually the first time we met him. he was coming back to lucknow to take back what was his. but in the way of the jungle, where might is right. for he had been given no choice. his right as son was taken away by a feckless father. his right to his home, usurped by an opportunist uncle. 12 years of suffering the consequences and doing all to overcome them. turning into a man behind a thick impenetrable wall. being courageous, himmat dikhai maine, and becoming an adult practically overnight shouldering all responsibilities of sister, home, later grandmother and family. yet, inside there was always that boy with a scream truncated. today he'd heard it standing right before where it had left his being the first time, that terrible day.

he comes and buys the place. controlled, cool, focusing on revenge. nothing else.

and all that vulnerability sits inside, no release for it. his sister speaks of his being tied to the past and the effect it has on him. on cue he says of course it doesn't bother him, this was a business decision.

at the fashion show, we see him closing his eyes, as though fatigued deeply. possibly he is. imagine the pent up feelings of sheesh mahal. and the churning of it all this day. it's an important event for him, yet he is cutting out of it.

then she arrives and falls into his arms. a jerk back to the present. those lips so close. who is this? what is happening. his show is ruined. anger steps in, possibly the only response in this situation. and his familiar defence.

the whole thing of who sent you here gets going. all the happenings of the day still buried deep.

then their interaction, her mention of jiji's wedding, it will break, his scathing insult: let it, girls like you, what difference does it make, one goes, you'll find the next. and her hurt upset retort: kya bakwaas kar rahen hai aap? aap kuch bhi bole jaa rahen hain, and who are you, after me for so long, what if someone spoke like this of your family, what if it were your sister, what if people spoke of her like this... boliye! hai koi jawab?"

at the mention of his sister, whose wedding had fallen apart, on the same day his mother had killed herself, all memories rushing back, end of day, he's tired, angry, dimaag not in full operation, he's beginning to come apart, but he stands there just staring, fire growing in eyes.

she says: badtamizi bhi ki bhi had hoti hai, hat jaiye hamare raastey se. humey jaaney dijiye.

and she begins to walk away.

think he snapped at that "badtameezi."

it happened once much later too. he'd walked right away from his father and his "galat" position in life, refusing to be tainted by it in the slightest. being "sahi" is paramount. he possibly had a fear that there may be something of his dad in him asserted by genes and he struggled to free himself. badtameez was not what he wanted to be associated with. ever. especially in relation to women.

yet, such is character, he had that anger, a trait reminiscent of his father if we take naniji's words into account. his nostrils had just flared a bit. he was at the edge. all the feelings of the whole day. not letting emotion get the better of him. now this.

with that peremptory get out of my way as she walks away, he loses it, pulls her back: badtamizi toh maine abhi shure bhi nahin ki hai.

all control so strictly imposed, lost.
and he transgresses. with another snapping.

tumhe jawab chahiye na? ye loh.

after that, he stood. staring with unseeing eyes. when she loosened her hair and covered her exposed back, looked for a second as though something registered. and he just stood, lost in a world that no one was given access to. she walked away. this time he didn't resist.


he certainly was not himself at the moment. now the more i see it the more i sense this. all the anguish of sheesh mahal. his mother's death, betrayal, suicide, hell, all the pain was in his mind today. she became unfortunately the one that got him to touch it all today, with that question about his sister.

i don't know if what i say is valid. these are just interpretations.

Originally posted by: wiwy

Episode 2

He dropped his gaze to her lips and that made her self conscious and she wanted him to let her go and put her down at once! What the! That really irked him. Though he was more enraged with himself than her. What the was he doing holding on to a stranger in his arms, cushioning her fall, saving her from crashing down from the ramp and hurting herself!

A girl who no doubt had been sent by his rivals, his enemies in Lucknow hell bent on destroying the sweet victory of his acquisition of Sheeshmahal, a goal no doubt he had set for himself the day he had been turned out of the house by his uncle so many years ago.

So he set her down with a sudden rude jerk and pushed her away from him roughly, as far away as he could.

In the process she lost the dupatta, her symbolic haya, izzat reflected in her teary eyes. But even as a confused, terrified Khushi was being dragged away by Arnav's musclemen she had the presence of mind to retrieve her dupatta, her self respect in a scary place away from home. Above all she had a mission to accomplish, to find out if the man her Jiji was marrying was the dowry taking type, and to convince him maybe with her Khushi type speech that dowry was a social evil! (I can well imagine Khushi delivering that speech!) And being locked away was preventing her from doing the needful on time. Hayye Devi Maiyya!

Arnav was angry with her for spoiling his show no doubt. But his fury bordered on paranoia...the fear maybe of losing everything to a woman again. No doubt she reminded him of the woman who was responsible for the break up of his parents marriage, the death of his unfaithful father and the loss of his beloved mother and with her his sukoon, his peace of mind...

The other woman he saw reflected in Khushi was no doubt of loose character, low aukat, a gold digger, who had roped in his father because of his riches( not that he blamed his father any less for he had dropped his father's surname and taken his mothers maiden one). Khushi's reference to her sisters marriage no doubt brought to his mind the painful memory of his Di's broken marriage. Khushi actually unknowingly had touched a raw nerve and he lost his control.

But the snap of her dori was also a rap on his tough exterior, the wall he had built around him.

In their first meeting when he had held her in his arms and gazed into her eyes and felt like tasting her lips, he was a goner! The dose of his long lost sukoon had just arrived! Just like the homeopathic medicine that enhances an ailment first before curing it this ajeeb pyaar would unfold in a similar manner...Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon?