Originally posted by: estee
when i finished watching the shows yesterday, the first thought in my head was: how the heck am i going to do a bt,lt that will do justice to all the super episodes that i had just seen? it was not possible to adore every little bit of camerawork, every little nuance of the background music, every expression on heer's face. it gnawed at me - the fact that if.com hate my long posts and wouldn't allow me all the space i wanted to work in, the fact that i would end up gushing too much, the fact that i would bore all of you to death. so i decided i would just one for all the shows. i would pick out only the most important stuff.
I am still so very sorry that IF.com hates your long posts...when and how did this happen? And why have I not gotten in trouble yet?
I can completely understand your state because when I was asked to write about the 17th, I too was worried as to how I would put it in words...as you said, 'every bit of camerawork, every nuance of music, every expression' was indeed 'impossible to adore'.
As for your boring us to death, well, that is simply - IMPOSSIBLE.
but i promised myself one indulgence - that i would do a separate post for one of the most perfectly made segment of the show that i've ever seen. the first part of the 17th dec episode. 'cause ... well, 'cause i don't know how else to give thanks for what i got to see. so i beg your pardon, i beg your indulgence, but i have to do this..
I'm glad you did this seperately - It deserved its own. Even if it did take me 1+ week to come back and respond to it. Again, sorry for being tardy - I have yet to master the whole time management thing...better late than never?
i don't think i can do a big things, little things for that segment - i ccan't! so i thought i'd write what i saw. 'cause what i saw i loved, i adored... 😍
Gosh, E, you don't have to explain yourself - by now you should know that we all understand your sentiments....or atleast, I do...but I seriously think that with this one, we all understand your sentiments!
i saw heer simply and openly admit that she is not the person who can kill herself, commit suicide like that idiot veera (thank goodness, 'cause i would've killed myself if heer had said soocide! 🤣). and maybe veera was what ratpal had in his mind - why else would've he have looked so taken aback at the deadly resolve in heer's set face...
Have I told you lately just how PROUD I am of her? I was positively "gushing" as you would put it, when I saw her admit that she could not kill herself. She's not a coward...afterall, THE PREM is not a coward, so how can MRS. THE PREM be a coward?!?!? And...Heer and Veera?...apples and oranges, I think...dontchya think?
next thing i saw heer run with her usual fleet feet through the dark blue of night, across the desert sand. at first the only sound was the howling wind. but then. there was the softest violins that rose above that windy sound. and on their wings, a woman's voice. high, almost laden with tears. but then, in total contrast, there started percussion! rapid beast. as if lifting heer's feet not across the sands, but on some upward path instead. the beats were pushing against the melody of the violins. just like heer was pushing against the winds that were blowing in her way. and high above it all, the woman's voice started. calling out "rabba!". god. rabba... a prayer to speed heer along her way. a plaintive woman's voice that was joined by a chorus of more voices singing "ishq, ishq, rabb hai, rabb hai, ishq, ishq, rabb hai".
The background score, EVERYTHING ABOUT IT, was brilliant in this sequence...from the howling wind, to the slow violins and the slow version of the title track to the percussion...it was BRILLIANT! The background alone carried the emotions that were to be conveyed to the audience. I dont' think I've ever seen/heard a background score handled so well to suit the moment - not even on 70 mm...I truly was just blown away by it....
And, what can I say - I just love the way you've described the beasts and then heer pushing against the winds...
i saw mad spinning lady smiling and assuring that "she's not running towards death. she left death behind a long time ago. she's running to life. to love."
Oh How I LOVE Jugni!!! I JUST LOVE HER!!!
and then i saw the one thing that can stop heer in her mad headlong rush among the dunes, right at the top of a steep ridge -- a moon high up in the sky. and isn't it beautiful? at the very same time, the song is talking about "prem"! and heer does stop for her moon, her prem. and though she's out of breath, the sight of the moon seemed to push her out of control. 'cause ...
Her Moon....Her Prem...as you said, the only thing that could stop her. Though, I don't recall the song talking about Prem at that very moment - or do I...weren't the words something along the lines of "Heer nu pass bulale Ranjhna"....I DO remember...GOSH it was just so very beautiful....E - for the first time, I'm finding it hard to find the words to describe the beauty of it all...but then agian, I'm thinking that maybe just this once, words aren't needed...that words may taint the beauty of it all...
i saw her start to cry as if against her will, as if she doesn't want to, but just has to. "no. no. no. i can't do this. i can't do this engagement. i can't! i'll die. i'll die, prem." (y'know? till then, i was afraid she had just broken down and was railing against her fate. but i should've known better. i should've remembered that this is prem's heer..) "you're in every part of me. i'll die, prem. i can't live. come back, prem. come back. come back. i can't live, prem". the music is building up to a crescendo.. and it's the same theme song that we have always known and loved. the voice is pleading. but it's floating high above the exuberant drums. what a medly of sounds normally, this would've given me a headache, but today, at this moment, in this story, it just .. fit. 😍
I thought this was just brilliant...she finally broke down at long last, and it was great to see that. She finally said that she could not be expected to go on living without Prem and so she was putting her foot down and saying that she refused to do it any more. She was putting her foot down, and like you said, demanding that he come back that very moment! Gosh it was just so very brilliant. And, what more can I say about the music and bg score that i haven't said already...
and then! as her sobs died down, as she was running out of adrenalin, as she was beginning to lose her mad energy, as she was giving up - maybe more than just her fight, maybe she was giving up on everything, while standing at the edge of that dune - i saw her feet move - but backward two steps!
I don't think she was giving up...not at all..not after demanding he show up...I think as you said, she had lost adrenaline and had no choice but to simply wait for his return...
and then, in the glow of firelight behind her, i saw a familiar figure walks past, looking at her.. and the woman's voice was singing "is des mein hai mera dil"!
ISS DES MEIN HAI MERA DIL.....................GOSH DON'T REMIND ME!!!!!!!!! *SWOOOOOOOON* Gosh it was music to my ears, and I don't just mean literally! I can't describe how it felt to hear that for the first time....I felt so at peace....it was....oh i dunno....indescribable...
and i saw heer's feet move back two more steps.. she was moving away from the edge and the shadowy figure of a man with a bag was cast on the sands of the dune atop which she struggled to keep from fatigue.. and heer looked like she really couldn't understand why she was not throwing herself off the edge. and why her feet insisted on moving back.. and
WOAH!! Did I miss somethign?!??! OH MY GOSH E do I need to go watch the scene again? You think she was stepping back from an edge that she could have or had planned to throw herself off of? Did I truly miss something big? First of all I saw no edge, and secondly, I thought she had nixed the whole "soocide" idea....wait...are you seaking figuratively? I thought she was simply staggering as she tried to keep herself on her feet....
i saw the figure drop the bag and hop-skip-jump-run towards heer!! prem!!!!! a blurry figure in the night, running along the same path as heer had earlier.. and just as she lost her balance and her feet slipped forward, a pair of feet landed near hers, arms to hold her up, wind blew her dupatta over his face. prem!!! (uh .. where did the dupatta come from? 😕 but...)
PREM indeeeeeeeeeed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The whole sequence of him running, the constant ISS DESH MEIN HAI MERA DIL in the background, his slipping his arms around her, her dupatta covering his face as always, and then the final reveal as the male voice takes over the vocals with one last, beautiful ISS DESH MEIN HAI MERA DIL...GOSH IT WAS ALL JUST SO VERY BRILLAINTLY BEAUTIFUL and full of adrenaline..i loved it!
i saw great dramatic effect as the veil slowly dropped, as if from in front of her eyes, to reveal a familiar dear face, that looked intently back at her. and perfection was that now, a male voice had taken up the song - now the lady voice could rest. 'cause he was there to sing for her.
"A familiar dear face" ....*sigh* indeed....and really, what would I do without your analysis? You always make me see things in a different light - "a male voice had taken up the song ....cause he was there to sing for her."....beautiful thought, E...I love it. You leave nothing else to be said.
i saw heer fight her fatigue. she couldn't believe it! -- could she believe her eyes? was that prem? who else would look so into her eyes? whose eyes wouldn't move from hers? could she believe her touch? her hand came up to drape her fingers over the side of his face. and instinctively, immediately, his lips moved to kiss her hand - if only he could look away from her eyes! prem!!! it's prem!
She was so very fatigued and yet, she had to touch him - to feel if he was real and in the flesh...gosh she performed that scene brilliantly....but as you said, who else? *swooon* I was positively "gushing" when I saw him move his face ever so slightly into her hand....😳
i saw she had no voice. she had nearly run out of all energy. and yet, an incredulous smile struggled to find a place on her face... but that effort was all it took to finish her. her eyes drooped shut, her head began to fall back on her neck, her fingers trailed down his cheek.. and yet, his eyes still continued their wandering wondering gaze over her face, as if to say "who is this dear, familiar face?"
That smile was probably the most brilliant smile I have EVER seen on her face - really!
Oh E, you have an incomparable way with words.
and i saw prem gather her in his arms, holding her securely against his chest, safe, secure. with the moon behind her, he brings her down the dune back to level ground.. after all, now he was here. she wa safe. 😍 and it was the male voice that was now singing "is des mein hai mera dil"...
It was simply beautiful. He's always been there to carry her when she couldn't carry herself, and this time was no different. ISS Desh Mein Hai Mera Dil.....😍
and i saw all this. and what i saw, i loved. i adored.
MEE TOO!! MEE TOO!! 😆
and though i hate asking such madly badly constructed sentences, i have to 'cause these two are forcing me to: can perfection get any better???
Never thought you'd ask such a question with the likes of Kekta and BT, did you? But really, and truly, it WAS perfect, wasn't it?
(notes: i was woken up from a deep slumber, very rudely, by my pcp. my dear prem-crazy-pal who is the sweetest person i know. who is too chilled out and laid back to understand other's obsession for getting the best grades in class. but whose prem obsession makes her steamed enough to come my home at 8am 'cause i wrote the highlight as part 2 17 dec in my 15-18 dec: bt,lt, instead of part 1 as i had promised her i was going to. steamed enough to get me out of bed to
(a) write this post as i had promised to and
(b) make me change my bt,lt to the correct highlight and
(c) make me do forty situps holding my ears,
even though my eyes are not yet totally open, or my rib hasn't been totally healed 'ccording to my doc. since she was sweet enough to feed me lunch yesterday, and let me watch all six shows on her wonderful system, and didn't poke me more than 15 times during the shows to ask me if i got "whatever she thought i was supposed to be getting" at various points in the show, and without whom i would not have noticed the song had changed to "is des mein..." instead of the original version, i think i will do the situps also as she demands.
Okay, I seriously did miss this whole thing with your being ill and going to the doctor and what not - whats this about your rib? And did I hear you were feverish a few days back, and you've been back and forth from the hospital? You never addressed this in my PM so I'm having to ask you here in this post out in the open - though I am sure everyone here already knows about it all, however, I am still unaware. Anyway, thank your "pcp" for me, first, for feeding you, and secondly, for drawing your attention to the fact that the "Kis" had indeed changed, to "ISS" =)
question: can you go back to sleep after you've done forty situps holding your ears? i want to know..🥱🥱)
Yes. You can sleep whenever, wherever, in any condition, after any form of physical activity, or lack there of! I hope you did, after typing this up, get some rest =)
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