btw, did anyone else think this episode was filled with old memory associations? little things made me go ''hey! isn't that like when...?'' no? π€
* little thing: y'know? when prem came into the corridor and he looked up, i thought he'd stopped 'cause he saw heer....
* hc voice thing: omg. the way he said ''ha, ma''. you could barely hear it... perfectly done... π
* little thing: omg! he said ''haan, ma''! well, he would, of course. he thinks he's being gaurav sharma to this woman. who thinks of him as ''prem'' sometimes, ''son'' sometimes, ''gaurav'' sometimes.
y'know? if you really thought 'bout it... this whole who's who to whom thing going on between prem and gaurav-mom could drive you nuts! π€£
* hc thing: 'kay. i want to know. how does hc (and sometimes ag as well) manage to get just one drop of tear, running a perfect lone path along his cheek? no really! when i cry, it's all over the place!
this guy is the most beautiful weeper i've ever seen! *thinking* if ever i needed to weep, i'd rather hire him to do it for me... π€£π€£
* hc thing: he never ever gets prem wrong, of course.
but today? there was a little too much of the nostril-flaring-in-misery action going on, wouldn't you say? π€£ *yes! i am hyperventilating 'cause my systems got overloaded on today's show... and i have to let it all out or go cuckoo! sigh! man, i hate prem... π*
* little thing: hmmm... did anyone get the impression that hc was working hard to hold in giggles at a few places today? π
* prem thing: omg. the words ''my work here is done'' is barely past his lips and he looks up to see... heer!
who has heard he is leaving. from whom he has no secrets. from whom he has taken away all that he has promised. the one part of his ''work here'' that he has left totally untouched and incomplete. heer, who knows all this.
is it any wonder that neither can't look the other in the eyes as they walk towards each other? even when he tries to look at her, he has to look away. and she? she can't even do that much.
that was a superb - superbly - done single moment.
* prem's voice saying ''heer'' thing: omg. for all the times that i waited to hear the guy say ''heer'' in prem's voice - this episode almost made up for it.
-- when he's trying to get her to look at him -- ''heer..'' pleading, longing.
-- when he's telling her not to make his going away so much more difficult. -- ''heer..'' deep, almost angry, rather desperate. *what a mean thing to do -- leaving her, and giving her instructions on how he wants it done to boot! man! i wanted to haul off and give him a fierce one on the upside of his duffer-head then!*
-- in the very last segment when he's asking her what madness is this -- ''heer'' -almost imperceptible, ringing with a total loss of control, filled with a sense that he just cannot allow himself to hope for anything...
omg... in how many ways can i love prem's voice saying ''heer''? π
* little thing: the background tracks for this first segment were totally bang on today! well, maybe they could've dropped that thunder-and-lightning bit when prem sees heer... π
* prem-heer-nose thing: er... did anyone else notice in that cute phforeheadooooohπ€£ that ph noses formed the opposite edges of a perfectly formed ... parallelogram?? seriously! don't tell me no one noticed!?? π€£
* little thing: 'kay, when they showed gaurav mom at that moment, spying on the phforeheadoooooh, who else thought she was looking rather worried? didn't it look like she was thinking: ''oh, pooop! when prem finds out that he has whole heart, not a holey heart π€£, he's sooooo gonna kick my butt all over delhi! good for me, i'm well-endowed. poor dr. incompetent is gonna reach the moon when he gets to her!''
no? everyone else also told themselves to shut up 'cause prem's gandhian and would never physically hurt a woman? *other than heer, who he feels free to slap, of course! π‘*
* phhandooooooooooooooh thing: i've got to find another way to say omg... it'sboring tokeep saying it again and again, no? but o. m. g.
a phhandooh. a real one. starting from his eyes going down to her hands! and then .. omg!.. the way his eyes shut, as if that would get a better recording the feeling of her touch in his brain, as her little hands slowly moved up his arm to his hand. and ... o. m. g. ... the way his fingers naturally, instantly, without any thought, curled around hers...
it was phhandoooh as only prem and heer can do it. what is it 'bout these two that make their holding hands burn my insides?? i want to know!! *i'm asking in despair now...*
* old memory association thing: so, did anyone else remember the last time there was a phhandooh, and something outside the phhandooh, broke it up?
when the tear dropped from heer's eyes, and prem looked up startled, and slowly took his hand away from hers, i remembered the phhandooh after ''kyunki mein tumsey pyar karta hoon!'' when heer saw his engagement ring on his finger, remembered that he was promised to ash, and slowly took her hands away. and then turned and walked away from him, heartbroken?
wasn't this one totally like that moment? except that was heer walking away... now it's prem. π€
* lots of little prem-recording-memories things:
-- the contrast of the total joy and merriment on the faces of the ''guy gang'' and the quiet contemplation on memory-recording prem's face.
-- btw, editorial blooper here -- preet's voice was not on microphone! just when i started getting used to not having editorial bloopers, they've got to give us one! and that too involving preet! *preetstess sulk...*
-- totally loved how preet in his excitement dragged heer bhabhi into joining the fun! *sigh! all hail, (god) preet!*
-- totally loved how heer in a heartbeat switches from smiling at the guy's fun to noticing prem's misery... man! why does she love this duffer so much??!
-- and the moment heer's there, she is all prem can focus on. he can turn away from her, when she is there. but the moment she is gone, he just has to go after her... man! i just don't get how this guy keeps advising her to get married and a life of her own without him! has he seriously not understood what prem-heer-are-one is all 'bout??! *seriously puzzled muh*
-- oooh, their room with white muslin curtains dancing in the wind... that used to be such a huge part of olden times prem-heer, no? π
-- oooh, seriously cool moves that prem puts on heer as she's trying to get out of their room.. βΊοΈ looks like hc learnt quite a bit from his dancing stint. π
-- another phhandooh! where he doesn't even look at her. but his hand gets hers perfectly! kimmu's right -- prem is a duffer who doesn't getprem-heer-are-one. prem's hands? gets it totally! π³ but i must admit -- the pheyeoooh here was ... mind-melting tooo... βΊοΈ
-- er... prem? all those chocklits? for lj? are you trying (finally!) to kill lj? *triv, mel! was this your highlight?? π€£*
-- but seriously, who thought it was mostly hc in that segment? those smiles were sooo not-very-prem-like. no? although looks like even hc can do that perfect one tear down one cheek trick that prem does... π€£
-- sigh! after this segment, i could've given up my life to certify this is prem... black trousers, black shoes and ... *sigh* yes, white socks! π
* little thing: 'kay, there must be a good reason why gaurav-mom's staking memory-recording prem, no? gee, does she have that little faith that he will keep his promise?
*sigh* whereas me? i have full faith he will keep his promise and go with her... *sigh*
* little thing: ooooh, that whole gayatri-mom turning vitchface's stoooopid manipulation on it's head was totally outstanding!
i confess: when they showed vitchface and the shrimp, i loudly groaned. but i must admit i was grinning from ear to ear by the end. ha! what a perfect revenge on the shrimp! stuff her with sweets! ''angrezi bahu'' indeed! π€£ i am sooo hoping that there was a tinge of the same maliciousness in gayatri-mom that we saw when she was making fun of dirtchachi in that fake ash-preet wedding fiasco...
* little thing: hmm... just like prem can't stop thinking ofheer, heer can't stop thinking of prem, no? *sigh* poor heer.
* irritating prem thing: man! is he a control freak when it comes to heer or what??!
first he instructs her. and then when she obeys him, he goes bossy and pushy! (but ooooh, how that moment sparked! π)
she calmly tells him to look at her, she won't cry. he instantly gets all frowny and challenging. he tells her to forget him. she says yes. and he's instantly going closer, as if he is trying to physically push her over the edge! he tells her to not love him. she says yes. and he's practically towering over her, yanking her into him, staring into her eyes, as if to read that it is a lie. as if to read the truth beneath that lie.
* heer thing: but i totally loved when he's trying to get under her skin -- literally! βΊοΈ -- her calm throws him off balance instead!
confession: i totally love prem off balance. i do. he's so perfect all the time. i love it, love it, love it when heer so easily flicks him off track, off balance, off control, oh... off his big mein-bhagwan-nehi-hoon-self! i love it. go heer!!
and then i love it when she doesn't push him all the way.... and instead gives him time to catch his breath. and his thoughts. π
*sigh* why does heer love this guy soooo much, damnit?? isn't not natural! *sigh, sigh, sigh* i hate heer and her prem! i do!
* big thing: know what i loved most bestest in that segment? (that's not bad english. it's just that there were many things i loved best in it... π€£)
i loved how heer seemed to be in a totally different world from prem at that moment! no? prem was totally into ''i have to leave, i have to say goodbye.'' and heer? heer was into ''it's just not possible for you to do it''. prem was reacting to time slipping away, panicking. heer was all about contemplating prem-heer-are-one. totally opposite directions in thought, no?
''can you really do all this, heer?'' (yes, duffer. she can. she will. you need to take lessons... er.. we'd like to watch when you do, 'kay? π)
''these winds are changing, i know you will stay with me''
''how can you say this so surely?'' (loved the puzzled look on his face here -- like he believes she knows and yet not...)
''this family will keep you here. these winds will keep you here.'' (oooooooh! heer did hear everything when prem said his wedding vows during "aaj mein prem juneja..." man! i love knowing that the eyes really talk to each other! π)
''you have so much faith? (in prem-heer-are-one)'' (of course she does! prem, you duffer!)
''my kismat will not betray me.''
''i didn't betray you -- it was my heart that did.'' (ooh, prem! you are her kismat? and you are walking away? duffer..)
and then starts the parallel thought track
''when did we ever meet, prem, that we can seperate? we were always, no?'' (ya! prem-heer-are-one! go heer!)
(and he?) ''i have only a few hours left''. (as if he hasn't heard what she said. as if he can't afford to!)
''you gave me prem back, i won't allow you to take him away again!'' (oooh, go, go, go heer!)
''i need to say alvida to you again.'' (prem looking panicky that all his time is vanishing and he is still not done)
and then came the bestest best line in the whole show:
''i'm afraid that i can't give you that freedom again.'' (oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, heer! you speak for allof us -- he was explicitly told never to say alvida again! she just saved him from going to jail on a contractual breach! heer, you rock!)
and duffer that he is, he tries again!
''please let me tell you alvida.'' (almost begging her. as if he really needs to! prem, you duffer.. 'kay. i confess. here i was thinking ''prem, you poor duffer...'' π)
''i can't even give god this freedom''
''what is the meaning of saying this?'' (he is truly truly puzzled now... almost frightened at the intensity of what she is saying?)
''it's not just you, i would fight this freedom away from even death!'' (omg, heer, i love you. i do. i mean, i really hate you. but just now? you're my greatest lovestory hero, you are! βοΈ)
''what madness is this, heer?'' (i loved his face here -- as if he is afraid she has gone mad in her grief. and yet, as if he is drawing strength from a hope that she may win this battle of love for both of them. i loved how he reached out to hold her face as if to read her eyes better.)
''some people may call it mad. but from another pov, it's just love. prem.''
heer: infinite, prem: 0 π go heer!!
* heer thing: i love how she said ''prem'' at the end.
* little thing: hey! they tried bringing back the little puffs of wind back. but i think that hc's haircut ain't helping... those thick brown locks just refused to puff up off his forehead like they used to earlier...π€£ not that he didn't look good, or anything... still. wasn't the same, no? π
*looking back at the whole bt,lt* gee, this is ... not a very short one, is it??? π€£ *sigh* blame prem-heer... hate 'em! totally! π *sigh* i have two more shows before i leave... oh, i soooo hope prem-heer-are-one will be before friday. *wondering if there's enough time i have in delhi to get to see the show and write a bt,lt before the flight to nepal... π*
highlight: heer's polite, firm, fierce denial of prem's request to say alvida to her again... woooohooo! go heer! at that moment, if someone had asked me to contributing all my life's earnings - past, present and future - to the religion of heer, i would soooo have done it!! π
um. prem's puzzled hopeless/don't-dare-to-hope face at heer at the end.πprem, you duffer..π€
the entire first prem-heer moment. the phirst phhandoooooooh. the second phhandooooooh. the phirst ever phforeheadoooh. π€£
gayatri calling the shrimp her angrezi bahu and stuffing her with indian ghee-filled mithai... π€£