FQnama: decorative cushion talk - Page 3

Originally posted by: leverne

awesome post...i will watch the cushions change as i missed it in the actual epi...

Originally posted by: V4o9

I watched the episode again and did not see any cushions changed. Maybe because he was lying on top of all the divider cushions. The bed spread looked the same as well.

Originally posted by: Foucaults-qalam

September 24, 2012

FQ, visiting your posts each night is becoming habit forming in a good way. There is much joy to be had. Can't resist pointing out the delectable bits.

We begin where we left off in the default condition of the MBverse: RK has MB in his arms and is walking energetically. His new film requires him to play a NSG commando, so he is condition training. Hefting a human is the new way to go, his Hollywood trainers have told him. RK has therefore decided that his newest spot girl can fulfil weight duties, as her body is proportioned perfectly to replicate a dumbbell. Proportional swellings and dips as per requirement.

Yes, come to think of it, MB's resemblance to a dumb belle is amazing.

But this does mean he has to watch her diet. Which is what made him run downstairs to check her before she, horror!, gained a few grams, and has in fact, made her move to his room so he can watch her at all times! No munching on crisps while watching TV now, dumbbell Madhu!

How very apt. She never did finish her dinner ...oh well, love and fresh air and all that...

Deepali, who has lost her heart in a freak cardiectomy, and now goes around looking at mugshots of various hearts and saying 'mera dil AISA toh nahi', is gobsmacked that RK should bring his work home. She has been lighting candles. We get it, she's dying for it, the flame of her desire is lit. We know!

Very annoying takiya qalam uttered in even more annoying accents.

RK deposits MB in the room, and she hopes that she isn't going to be left high and dry as she was last night.

😉What can I say, my mind rarely leaves the gutter...

RK shows his excellent lung capacity by snuffing Deepali's candle ( not that way, gutter-minds) and we are told what we knew last week: Deepali is Sikky's wife. And here endeth RK's mysterious silence around Deepali for no reason whatsover. Turns out my theory involving Bittuji and superglue was true after all.On cue, Sikky calls for his missing wife.

Aww, who's a widdle writer trying to do big reveals then, who's a widdle writer?

Exit Deepali. Enter Madhubala trying to play a hindi film heroine before she's become one. Off she stalks, unwilling to be treated as dead weight, and with no other action forthcoming.

And RK, after a hero-style costume change, sings her a song. Wait while I mop up this puddle of goo I turned into.

In addition to being hot, the man can actually hold a tune...irresistability multiplies

She concedes, but asks where she will sleep and says that they cannot SLEEP on the same bed.

Naughty, naughty..

SO true, girl. I feel ya! RK says that no-one has ever said that before. Sexy smile. Madhu looks disconcerted. Did I say the boy is hot? I mean have I made it clear enough? I would not like you to be ill-informed on that front.

Lair of SIKK. Deepali, as frustrated as a cat who has been deprived of its 'nip stash, is railing at her husband, who seems eager to reacquaint himself with wife. She slaps him down and then throws cold water on his burgeoning aspirations by comparing him unfavourably to RK. Sikky looks burnt to a crisp.

Sleeping arrangements are still being negotiated in le grotte a double chaude.

Rk settles down on the bed and wishes wify good night! Ok, pet gripe:

How can anyone sleep on a bed like that? Without taking off the bed dressing? All that embroidery and texture? How can you sleep on it? How!!!!!!!????

I agree, they never pay attention to matters of comfort or logic, do they? And my pet peeve...whatever happened to sleeping in PJs or a nightie? How can MB sleep in some horrible rough net-and-embroidery salwar-kameez, that too with dupatta still over one shoulder. Not surprised she had a disturbed night.

Madhu sulks and is horrified that RK is no gentleman! I mean really? And how long have you know the brat? Or did you forget he beat your dad to a pulp?

RK, surprisingly, concedes. Then as Madhu lays down on the bed, he lounges (sexily) and smiles. Madhu asks him why he's smiling when she won that round of the war. He says that he is smiling because a) he looks v good while doing so . So true oh, so true. And b) because he is amused at this new pliant Madhubala because that other firecracker Madhubala, well she was something else. Way to go, hero. Way to make a girl feel jealous of her own alter ego. Wow, that's some top level mind-game playing.

I am now completely convinced that the writers have many, many siblings...so pat are the lines

Writers you get a cookie for that. VD, you get a cookie too.

Time passes. MB awakes from a racy dream to discover that a long bit of hard flesh has overwhelmed her.

Wah, wah, wah, wah. 👏 unsurmountably gutterry!

It is only Rk's arm. She tries to wake him, for lo! he is in the bed beside her. I wish such things happened to all girls. Girls who have king sized beds and hypoallergenic Egyptian cotton sheets and goose down pillows. Just sayin'! RK sleeps on his stomach. Adorably.

RK says that a small car may be parked between them. No, not even a Reva. It's a queen sized bed, sweety. But men always exaggerate on matters of size so we'll forgive him. You know? ' It was THAAAT big!' Ya sure, honey!

Fish! I'm talking about fish. Gutter-minds.

hahaha

RK erects a barrier of cushions between them and asks Madhu to close her eyes and go to sleep. Because just like she can sleep by keeping her lower jaw under rigid control, she can also sleep with her eyes open. NOthing is beyond super Madhubala.

Early morning. DeepLALI is applying makeup. No wonder she has to get up at dawn. The concrete mixer has just left the scene, and she is currently repainting the lip area with a large brush. Use a roller next time. But what happened to the jet lag sweets? Or did you forget London is like four and half hours behind India?

Niice.

Sikky reads a paper which shows Mr and Mrs RK in full colour. Deeplali is horrified. Then Sikky says that as soon as RK finds a new bombshell, he shall spurn Madhubala. Deeplali is pleased, and touches her husband on the cheek. He seems satisfied.

RK's room.

MB is smiling happily as naughty things are done to her in the early morning sun. Someone has taken the time to redo the bed, get a new duvet and get actual pillows for them. Wow, the staff in this house is really good! They can change the bedding from UNDER you! While you're asleep! So the duvet isn't new, it is just hideously patterned on the other side. Yikes and lettered, patterned sheets? I know your inner boy is 12, RK, but that's going a bit too far. If you had to do teen boy, at least go for Star Wars sheets.

MB wakes up, only to realize that although her hand is entwined in hot husband's hair, she is still fully clothed and he is fast asleep. She checks her bosom. Yes, completely covered and unspilly. That's not what was happening in the dream!

😃😃

Knocking!

She gets up, to find her dupatta has been caught but only by sleeping Rk's hand.

Deeplali enters to see her freeing herself and is shocked to see that the two slept together. In the same bed.RK's evil plan succeeded . Because no-one ever, ever, closes their doors around here. Ever.

Indeed 😊

D sweet-talks MB, and tells her some more RK preferences to which MB gives the eyes of doom, because: 'back OFF biatch, I was his spot for like a week. I know how he likes his tea!'

The man himself comes in at this point and asks Deeplali what she's doing there.

Originally posted by: Foucaults-qalam

Tvbug2011, you picked up all my funniest lines. I love you. I will not lie to you: On this forum, i am beginning to despair. I think i might be forced to concede that my sense of humour differs substantially from the population here.

So you are a welcome sight indeed!

Originally posted by: tvbug2011

What can I say, FQ, the love is mutual. Finding someone with a similar sense of humour anywhere is fairly rare anyway, so it's doubly delightful to have stumbled across you here. May your portfolio of posts grow ever larger so that readers like me can enjoy evermore. More power to your quill, I say😊