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Posted: 9 years ago
sleight of hand
episode 313




when you love something dearly and it starts to change, feels like something you don't know, it's an uncanny, unsettling feeling. you hope things will settle down, you tell yourself all will be well... but sometimes all isn't. it's a difficult feeling and that sense of unease never goes away.

every time i come to the episode that introduced subhadra mallick (or malik), better known as dadi, i balk, i feel the knot in my stomach.



khushi that morning, looking so pretty and innocent in red (so the garish orange saree look is now gone, why did it ever come) hadn't a clue what lay ahead. because khushi knows nothing about trp and its demands in a general entertainment channel that makes money out of advertising and every serial must get trp numbers (even if manipulated as they often are) to be advertisers' interest worthy.


this episode we met the lady who would be called the "hand" often. and in a way it was about the hand really... the missing one.

a new writer had been beckoned to fix the falling trp trouble. in reality, i think the trend was moving toward lower trps everywhere, given the glut of serials and channels; but three years ago, i guess no one was ready to consider that. the lead writer of a show, i realised at this point, has a massive impact on everything, even if he is not into the finer details of screenplay and dialogue. i know ved raj had to change his story a lot once he met with gul and ipk got going. several people had inputs and he had to keep that in mind... but somehow even with changes and things, ipk stayed on a course quite its own right through. even if kidnap made no sense, even if forced marriage led to a period of angst, most apparent in khushi's ott.

311 on for a while, the credit for lead writer went to jainesh. for reasons i have no way of knowing, but happens at times, in fact often, jainesh just was so not an ipk writer. he seemed to bring in an entirely alien element to the screen, the very feel of ipk shifted.

it was hard to handle.

had dadi been forced into the equation, but handled by ved raj, i wonder if the effect would have been as unsettling.

the ripped pearl dori comes to mind. such a sudden yank here, and so much scattered.

i'd heard the actor who portrayed dadi was a talented one. however, i never, not even once, sensed that. not only was writing a concern, directing seemed to lose panache too.




we started with mami ji in chorus mode warning us of impending doom. she is isscared of this lady and fears she may land up soon. an exaggerated scene, but with mami we know that is just fine.

i knew dadi was being introduced, i hoped she would have the nice shaded characterisation of ipk. even when she came and held up her hand the first time i he;d on to the hope and thought, soon there will be something interesting in this lady... a serial where even happy ji and shukla ji are shaded, how could an important character not be.

khushi looked lovely in red. i found her nanhi kali dialogue a bit too sweet. perhaps it was really referring to her and that poigneant, red rose look was called up to heighten the pathos as we watch thsi kali like girl getting crushed by the "hand." too pedestrian serialish really.



i preferred her fabulous shriek upon seeing the lizard, and perhaps, er, dadi. was that the screenplay writer having just a little ipk style fun, knowing there was mayhem about to unleash all around?

her dialogue later, "jisse hum itna pyaar karte hain usse hum theek se jaantey bhi nahin hain," the one i love so much, i don't even know him well, was of course a way to ease in the story of a grandmother who had never ever ever been mentioned before. but i did notice she openly said she loved asr so much and the first time after kidnap i think. something nice about that.

payal's dialogues underscored the fact that no one knew of dadi, she was like the audience at one level, saying, huh! what... what nahin what the.. dadi?!!

and really i have nothing against a sudden introduction of character if you handle it well. this was so bizarre.

anjali said she missed dadi every day. how forced and difficult to digest is that.

but what was unbearable, rather were unbearable... two things. the talk about servants. and the way women are treated in our serials.

even if this lady is old fashioned and believes in caste, etc., was this the right way to present it? no one admonished her as she mistook khushi for a maid and treated her as an untouchable.

just a reminder, a couple of weeks back a young man killed himself (one of many over the years), a phd scholar, who belonged to a lower caste and felt the burden of being "dalit." i don't believe in the caste system, because it is flawed entirely in thinking and is absolutely wrong. one of the biggest banes of our society is this obsession with jaat...

the beauty of the raizada household was that, not only did those working in the house get involved with puja, etc., even rahim chacha, who was of a different faith, was never asked not to be part of prayers and prayer related work... nani ji is a fabulous character, enacted powerfully and convincingly by jayashree t, in her way of dealing with her daughter in law, clearly not from a family of the same status as the raizadas, in her interactions with rahim chacha, in her views on women and their right to earn, be independent, even in her evolving attitude toward lavanya, this character was singular. and really our tv could do with more characters like her.

i wonder what would have happened if she were standing there when dadi said khushi was a "naukar" and told her to step aside, not touch her.

servants are employees not slaves. everyone is to be treated with respect. you can scold and yell if you have reason to (or if you are one of those yelling types but the servants know you are really not too bad a boss)... but you can't say you're untouchable or impure.

if you're showing a character doing so, there must also be censure of that in some way, and soon. mass media cannot ignore the influence it wields and say for trp we just pushed things to ridiculous extremes and never addressed the issues. instead of taking society back with regressive and oppressive portrayals of women, making them fit into a patriarchal society mould, that women for almost a century and more have been fighting, why not take a step forward and show how it's time to get over unjust ideas about people and class and separation of servants, etc.

mass media is an awfully powerful thing... society has always been influenced by it... in the old days, you had no tv and film, and print... but you had stories... told again and again, growing in influence, in number of tellers... stories of how life is lived, what is right, what is wring... those were the mass media of their time... and they often grew into magnificent tales... the epics. what is ramayan and mahabharat if not mass media of their day. and look at the influence they have on our lives even today... still being told and retold, their influence in so many places... in almost every story... even in ipk.

subhadra. krishna's sister, arjun's wife, abhimanyu's mother. why this name for the lady i wondered. there were always reminders of archetypes and epic characters in ipk. krishna, arjuna, karna would often come to mind. traces of sita's agni pariksha, trial by fire, in khushi's predicament. anjali became blind in love like gandhari i would think. she deliberately closed her eyes... refused to see the truth... was there more to dadi then? subhadra she is after all. but there really wasn't, was there.

and really, allow me to fall down laughing, she is nani ji's bestesht phrend phorebhaar? sorry, mami, hard to believe. as i said, writer is just trying to force fit things into ipk.


but coming back to women and how we are presented... how could three people, sorry four, including khushi, stand there and not say, she is asr's wife, not the maid. and secondly, even if she were... so what.

terribly weak writing. and they could get away with it, precisely because women have no respect in our world. which is why i keep thinking asr is important, his nani too, and yes... nk.

how did anyone pass that script? nk tried to say khushi was not the maid. mami prevaricated and made eyes, payal and khushi played "achhi bahu" and said nothing? and what stopped nk exactly?

when i saw it the first time i thought dadi had made a genuine mistake... and she was just obnoxiously traditional... also very flat in character sketch... caricature like.

later i realised, she knew who khushi was and was deliberately treating her like the maid. how vicious is that? and again story made no sense.



"shuddhi" became the watchword of the episode... purity. just as once long time ago, khushi went carrying a glass of milk, often a symbol of purity, and was rejected. but this time more insultingly, without any trace of love confounding the one rejecting her.

once again a door slid and was shut on her face...

but no, did not evoke anything other that a sick horror in me..

all this shuddhi talk so obviously targeting the remarriage... their will be talk of the marriage being impure... and then voila... let's go get remarriage and trp.



as dadi came down the stairs with protective arm around anjali, asr walked into the house, arm around his nani. a sense of confrontation in the framing. and in the long shot, a feeling of battlefield... warriors arrayed. kurukshetra there in shantivan somewhere.

perhaps who walked in with a hand held up was duryodhana, egged on my the slithering twitching shakuni, and draupadi had better watch out, her vastra, her honour, will be attacked, pillaged... and again her sakha will save her, keep her honour intact.



yeah, i sense a mahabharat motif here... but could have been told so much better. also, this sakha is a strong one, one who is ready to take the story of men and women to this century, now. he not only protects, he wants his sakhi to be as strong as she can be, have huq, demand... not cower and stand with lips trembling...

i saw the look in asr's eyes as he saw his grandmother, a complex emotion played on his face, his irises.



let's see what happens tomorrow. and i am still mad on behalf of op, hp (of the many avatars), jp, rahim chacha, and the women who have no say because they must be achhi.




Edited by indi52 - 9 years ago
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Haye my Indi.. here comes dadi.. and your rant..😃


I remember the precap the day before dadi came some one coming with a jaap mala/ mat etc.. and a llof us wondering who the h... is it now after the debacles of babbli, masala mama..but there was lot of potential in this one character and to take the story forward.. or rather literally backwards into their flashbacks..

You are abs right that dadi is the one or the only one directly descended onto IPK from the typical trp characters... no wonder we couldn't recognize.. both nani and mami the ones who could have so easily been turned into ones are dealt with such finesse..retained their own essence and left a lasting mark on the show by NOT turning typical MILs.

Very thoughtful of you about that team formation.. anjali-dadi vs asr-nani... the duos within themselves had some commonalities for sure ..and Subhadra another Krishna inkling..
I recently came to know that GH's middle name is "krishna" what ever thats meant.. i recall all your beautiful/ krishna connecting writings of yours from earlier episodes..

I don't see any connection here with subhadra with the archetypal one but for just the name sake..

Everything was on a nose dive from here on..that no need for justification was felt as to why dadi simply believed Shyam that she wouldn't even hesitate to insult wife of her own blood. her grand son.. as you very rightly pointed she said all that to Khushi purposefully/ knowingly..hideous..




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Posted: 9 years ago
Stopwa, wasn't that the term for dadi?!!😆 Or the Hand!
She was the quintessential regressive character that we normally see in our soaps, so unlike the ethos of ipk so far. From here on, it was as if it was a different story all together, except for a few moments here and there.
Indi di, that pearl necklace, that portion seemed a bit rushed to me also. Plot being lost? It seemed a bit too pat. Watching the reruns you realize how different even khushi's make up looks now. That hard look, too made up that you speak of.
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Yeah Kizh Stopwa..😊

Things were very rushed,lot of experimentation with writers/ directors reflecting on screen..
Why that gift giving of that rakhi/ pearl necklace didn't touch me either.. it seemed so formal/ hurried..

Giving back her payal.. writers.. rings any bells??
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Originally posted by: Horizon

Haye my Indi.. here comes dadi.. and your rant..😃 dhinka chika



I remember the precap the day before dadi came some one coming with a jaap mala/ mat etc.. and a llof us wondering who the h... is it now after the debacles of babbli, masala mama..but there was lot of potential in this one character and to take the story forward.. or rather literally backwards into their flashbacks.. abs right, just watched 314, stunning... the potential fabulous... the story of sheesh mahal, a delve into a completely significant past that will illuminate the present and nuance of characters, plus no doubt a very interesting story... all of it here. i am still wondering why they abandoned it... in 314, carefully laid crumbs into that story, khushi asks what is bothering him... it can't be only the way dadi behaved, just in case we didn't understand that magnificent silence and stillness in profile. the mention of his father and his instant anger and rejection... i am nothing like him nor shall ever be. the asr and his father is a story in itself i have no doubt, teh whole sahi galat thing, his own struggle with being apart of such a man. indu, imagine barun doing that. aaargh. and shyam's story is really over, unless you attach him to that past... even after that elaborate trp seeking remarriage they could have followed the trail... but no. i am totally mystified. anyway, 314... oh what the sigh.

You are abs right that dadi is the one or the only one directly descended onto IPK from the typical trp characters... no wonder we couldn't recognize.. both nani and mami the ones who could have so easily been turned into ones are dealt with such finesse..retained their own essence and left a lasting mark on the show by NOT turning typical MILs. both magnificent in their own way, the time for such characters has so come. can't bear to see the rubbish regressive female roles, leads included.

Very thoughtful of you about that team formation.. anjali-dadi vs asr-nani... the duos within themselves had some commonalities for sure ..and Subhadra another Krishna inkling..
I recently came to know that GH's middle name is "krishna" what ever thats meant.. ha aha ha is that right, maybe a note of megalomania in story telling teehee... but the krishna touches sort of added a note of crafting and created a nice layer... gave depth... and no need to interpret literally, just a thing, bas.
i recall all your beautiful/ krishna connecting writings of yours from earlier episodes..

I don't see any connection here with subhadra with the archetypal one but for just the name sake.. yeah, madam is cardboard and that too very loud.

Everything was on a nose dive from here on..that no need for justification was felt as to why dadi simply believed Shyam that she wouldn't even hesitate to insult wife of her own blood. her grand son.. as you very rightly pointed she said all that to Khushi purposefully/ knowingly..hideous..






hi indu,

thanks for reading.

just noticed in 314 it was as if dadi has no idea who khushi is... huh? i thought... shyam has told tyou everything you say later, that's why you have arrived to save the day... so... er... strorytelling already so expedient. and not believable.

they could have done so much with dadi. and really sheesh mahal is still waiting there with its secrets.

so easy to turn the story that way again.

ipk season 2? 😆 😆


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kizh, indu

stopwa teehee... yeah... and the hand too.

the pearl string thing... too pat, yes, too sweet... so not sr... maybe that's why the itchy kurta and teasing in the dark came in... save my man.

again let me sigh and say, sad sad sad... makings of an abs classic. why mess it up like this. this bubblegummy feeling on one side and that harsh hungry for dadi type drama on the other. like calling out desperately to two sets of audiences who they fear ipk may not be grabbing... while rapt viewers deeply in no name pyaar just merrily forgotten.

oh asr and kkg, come back, wapas aa jao... mere paas... daudti hui if possible... baahein always open.

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Ladkees..


Hotwa vs Stopwa...😊

I love it..I love it.. I love it damn it...

If his break up with La was when i officially fell for him.. this is when I fell for him all over again...Not one step faltered.

respect..to dadi.. where it is due...
realistic anger... where it is evoked..
love. attention and care to kh... where she most certainly needed/ deserved..
Much needed inner talk/ silence...where he needed some thought/ space..


Just watched 314 indi, He is magnificent. abs right,.yes so much more could have been to just him-and his father. All the empire/ his own domain he created over the years running farther away from emotional attachments yet not forgetting his responsibilities esp towards the women in his family reflecting all his struggle/ immense effort NOT to be like his father..

Yes dadi did act clueless as to who Kh was in that. She may have only been told that asr is in kind of illegit relationship with an undeserving girl, yet conveniently hiding the fact that the girl is liked and approved by nani and anj, .whom dadi instantly connected with woh autar and history repeating itself like what her son did.. so every one in the family accepting Kh to be his lawful wife could have been a shock to her...

But his convo with dadi is much powerful.
I thought writers did eventually did a hero who could do no wrong at this stage, but that was much required given all the clamor going on for a so called redemption track that time. He got her back in not so sweet style,all in his game plan.. now he vigorously fought for her rights...a compelling and profound way of showering one in love...her rightful place...just like he fought for his own with nani. How this basic right of "live and let live" taken for granted but always hard in exercise. That way I saw his resurgence, this time around.. for the woman he is in deep love with...

Yes all arms open... so much more to explorein that sheesh mahal...pagals waiting after years... .
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mirrors and memory
episode 314




"dadi..." that whisper.

his past, his present, his future, his every dread, his only love, his truth, his duty, his battle with the house of mirrors... they were all here... in this one episode. almost all conjured at once on that "dadi" escaping over a halting breath.

how hard he had fought to overcome sheesh mahal... that house of deception, of reflections that hide the truth, of shehnai which aches with the ring of death in it.

he had just brought back to his home, his life, the only one he had dared to hope with, wanted to dream with. she stood there in red, what else... it was such a day. a day when everything he and she were about, all that their love and hamesha was, would be centre of focus again and a destructive torrent would try to break and shatter all... the house of mirrors had come calling. the shehnai played... what will die this time.

he had sat that morning gazing at her as the sun rose, perhaps thinking of what lay ahead... perhaps letting happiness into his heart, a new experience all of this.

but there had come that knock. and he had had to leave, his conversation with her not yet quite done... the moment he'd heard the cause of his nani's concern, his brow had darkened. agitation rushed in.



and now he stood at the doorway of his home, he who was ready to walk to his future at last... and the past stood there down the hall, appraising him, daring him almost to walk up to it.

his stance changed, a tightness in it. in his eyes a wary shadow. was there suffocation, did layers of swirling memory come and choke? he might have snapped but his abiding elder, the one who stayed when everyone left... the only adult who never let him down, she whispered gently, "chhotey!"

did it help him gather strength, fight off the grasp of memories even if for a moment and walk up to his past, step into its arms? why did i think i saw a little boy there just for a moment, one who might have loved his grandmother, his dadi, as children do, one who perhaps had hoped to be loved. one who had struggled in an abyss as even this grown up deserted him and abdicated her duty.

she was sheesh mahal, but she was not home.



home lay a bit to the right, looking at him with troubled, hurting eyes.
while arnav ji was away, a strange game had started with the advent of a woman she'd never met, never even heard of, and she had no idea how to save herself from its ferocious play.

as he stood in his grandmother's embrace, almost defenceless for a moment, i wondered if he had hoped she'd changed, come back to be part of his life, his happiness, for he had such an expectant look in his eyes as nani called his wife to his dadi.

nani, of course, an elder worth being called that, had instantly introduced the two new members of their family to her friend and mother in lw of her daughter. the right thing, nani tried her best always to do that. her grandson had inherited that trait...



which is why when he saw his dadi's foot move back and refuse his wife's pranam... he knew what had to be done.

he also knew dadi had not returned to mend, she was here to roil, to break, to bring back the shattering silences of a mansion that hovered close always. and now it was reaching out, engulfing him.

he stood before the window looking out, his rigid unmoving profile in view. his wife walked slowly into their room. a poignant dense sequence deftly directed with skill and emotion, reading stillness, silence, the slightest movement intently.




she had said her breath had almost stopped just a while ago. i knew what she felt watching this scene. no flashback was needed to know where his mind roamed and battled, or who he thought of even amid the turmoil. if sheesh mahal was death and a chill descended over his heart almost making it go still, khushi was the call of life, warm as sunshine, never still, his heart leapt at the very thought of her.

she was in disarray, tremulous as she walked. that slight by his dadi... but when she saw him standing there, she knew he was perturbed. and she had to reach him, soothe him. maybe it was all her fault, maybe dadi didn't like her... maybe this.. maybe that.

he stood without saying a thing, without moving a muscle. a beautiful score played between the silences and pauses, a thoughtfulness to the tension, undercurrent of tender emotion...

at last she gave up, let her feelings come and sat down, a little helpless. did he know she'd try to make it okay, blame herself or was he just so angry all he could do was stay quiet and somehow gather his thoughts, her sitting down, that sign of vulnerability did get trough. immediately.

subtle direction and caring, intelligent, intuitive acting.



a slow turn of his and he looked at he at last. he had teased and played and provoked and challenged and fought to bring her back. but at this moment, there were no more games. she was his wife, he her husband, he had sworn he'd make her part of his life. he knew he would do the right thing by her. sahi.

he walked up to her, a magnificence about him, a man who would be all a man could be, a man who knew he had done galat and who believed he could do sahi...




fingers hooked under chin.

i had a feeling the most galat man he had encountered, his father, and the consequences of his actions, had taught him the true meaning and value of sahi... it was non negotiable. it was right and had to be done.

beside, he could never ever watch her sad. he knew she was hurting of course.

his words take a while to come... her tears robbed him of coherence perhaps.

then in a husky, tense, voice, an urgency lacing it, he said, "khushi, dadi tumhari vajah se naraz nahin hai aur na hi iss shadi ki vajah se..." to an extent he is right.

dadi isn't angry because of you nor because of this marriage.

he can't bear to see her unhappy, the man who gave her her most terrible tormenting aansoo. a sense of life and its dynamics there. classic.

and then his open admission to being the one in the wrong... "aur kissi aur ko pata ho ya na hao main yeh achhi tarah se janta hoon ki jiss tarah se hamari shadi hui ussme tumhari koi galti nahin!"

and whether others know or not, i know well that the way we got married was in no way due to any fault of yours.

"maine tumhe majboor kiya tha..."

i forced you.



i had a sense the story teller wants to get this done with neatly to move to the next. and dadi is very useful to bring out his tenderness, his aching gorgeous love for his girl in red, reminiscent of those rose buds she was caressing a while ago.

writing was clean and forceful, direction sensitive... but it was the acting again that elevated the moment.

"islsiye ek second ke liye bhi apne aap ko iss sab ke liye responsible mat thehrao," which is why, not even for a second consider yourself responsible for any of this.

as straight and simple as that. i am arnav singh raizada. everything to do with our marriage is my fault. he has done wrong. he will set right. he will take responsibility.

she is vital to him, the sense is underscored by everything he does and says. their relationship seems to have moved again and gotten deeper... another level reached.

"and dadi is like that... hamesha se aise hi hain woh..."

today sheesh mahal refused to leave him, even after he had looked into her eyes, eased her hurt. the music that heralded angst and extreme emotional wrenching, violin notes ascending quickly, played. she knew something else was bothering him. she needs to know what.



dadi could have been done so so well i think. there was story there and traction, especially after shyam and that classic conflict of two men almost opposite in nature in love (well one was love, the other call what you like) with the same girl had ended. a brilliant next step would have been to the
the house where music played and gun shots rang.

khushi spoke of not knowing him even though at times he felt so near, so close... hint of mystery, of things not yet unearthed.

"kyunki maine kissiko nahin bataya!" because i didn't tell anybody. again he took the entire blame and responsibility as he interrupted his dadi while she raged at her old friend and sounded sanctimonious.

just as his nani had, he told her as it is... you've come to ask questions now?

he had decided to face the problem head on and solve it. he didn't want to be sucked into the quagmire again. that dark feeling crowding in, he would fight it. then his dadi said what he abhorred... that he was like his father.

"aapki babu ji ki khoobiyan..." all the wonderful traits of your father... she started.



"bas, dadi!" he respected her he will say and he did, but there were some things he would not tolerate. way back his nani had compared him to his father and the same response had come... i am nothing like my father, he'd said emphatically, angrily. such a fabulous realm to explore... asr and his father.

"na hi main unki tarah hoon... na hi kabhi banoonga!" neither am i like him, nor shall i ever be. i respect you a lot, he told his dadi, but in this house his name must not be taken, i don't like it.

dadi had brought every trauma of sheesh mahal back. interestingly, not the memory of his mother, but his father and his ways are what churn him most. that whole issue of sahi and galat. there was a story of another woman and the wrong done to her... almost in a parallel universe it seemed a son was doing the right his father had never done...


as they spoke, his dadi's hand suddenly shot up. the familiar gesture, bidding someone to stop. he turned around slowly. a frightened girl stood at the door. he realised instantly what the issue was, and this time there was no keeping quiet.


only one thing to do. walk up to his wife and stand beside her and say coolly, "kahiye, dadi," say, dadi.





ironically, turns out, just like grandson, grandmother doesn't like anyone to walk away till she has said all she has to. yeah, he learned a lot of his arrogance and high handed ways at the mallik's. but he didn't imbibe that galat.

"jahan meri patni nahin aa sakti mujhe nahin lagta ki wahan merui koi zaroorat hai," where my wife can't enter, i don't think there's any need for me either. a simple quiet assertion, steel in his voice. his wife gaped at him then the faintest smile.



his grandmother took umbrage and refused to speak.

"aap ki marzi," your wish, he said laconically.

nani, i noticed, was smiling at him. sahi. this was the story of that essential thing. love perhaps gives you the strength to do that no matter what.

...

thoughts


~ i wondered what if ram had walked up to sita and stood beside her and said my wife will give the test of fire, i as king decree that. and i will take the test with her, i as her pati, her lover insist on that.

~ nani ji was awe inspiring. her face off with her friend or is she the eternal adverasry (?) was wonderfully dome by jayshree t. she is the one who stayed, who didn't run away, even though she lost her only daughter. the dialogues were deadly, dadi, such a representation of the past, of patriarchy, nani is all about now and the future, of democratising, of opening up. and yeah, she is no pushover, not giving any explanations to the deserter.

~ making khushi so nervous and easy to be toyed with did not gel. i understand story must head toward remarriage and a quaky khushi, always worried about what dadi might think or say is one way of telling the tale. there must have been others.

~ payal and nk's friendship sort of cute.

~ "
goatwa ko serni ke mooh ma..." the goat has gone to the lioness's mouth, simpered mami. i recalled the goat that had a room. he is there to protect this goatwa, nebher phears mami.

~ "iss khandan mein jo kuch bhi hua woh uss hadse ke wajah se hua... talluk hai!" whatever happened in this family was because of that incidence... so there is a connection, insisted nani. such a clear indication that story will go to sheesh mahal and the problem of woh aurat will be looked into. the suddenly it went off to remarriage and the past got the short shrift. wonder why.





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that house of deception, of reflections that hide the truth, of shehnai which aches with the ring of death in it.
Gah, can I declare myself your biggest fan? Beautifully written Indi di, not just those lines above, but the whole post. You feel terrible within for all that lost potential. Maybe heightened by that news of a comeback and how the experimentation is going to be.
Incredible acting as you say. Watching the early episodes one notices that growth, episode to episode, actors who just got it, and after a stage one actor especially, because the character of the other was toyed with so much. And nani so needed, when our television abounds in regressive characters.
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Posted: 9 years ago
^^^

hi kizh,

thank you so much. i'd forgotten how powerful this episode was, how arnav singh raizada's whole life, his entire story came and stretched across the minutes. in my head it's all dadi, but in reality, only one shot, the man in profile staring out or is it in... is everything. yeah, the sudden talk of revival even as i wrote, was unsettling, curiously exciting. i will never understand how this could have been ruined the way it was. who had even the remotest desire to. as the script went into the maze and concentrated finding its way to the end, the acting kept pace and kept getting more illuminated. and one actor took a scary leap into the dark place within a character, leaving a poor viewer in a state.

as i watched, i again thought i saw a track leading straight to lucknow, there was not much of an elaborate remarriage in it, more a search for woh aurat and the truth of that hadsa. i wonder how things changed.

you liked the writing, thanks much and bahut.

Edited by indi52 - 9 years ago

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