Blast from the Past Thread #23!!Catch up and some ott!! pg 114 epi 230 - Page 23

Originally posted by: shesherkobita

I wouldn't mind washing his feet , except... I'd then make tea with that water and make Hubwa drink it ...  🤢    I can understand your feeling at that time... But ..now that it's been almost 2 years since those episodes first aired and nothing substantial has caught my fancy ( in serial word... And oh boy, I tried) since then... Every episode seems likes a gold mine... It's getting better with time like fine wine...

No I didn't know anything about SNS or their writers... Huh... Interesting! So the writers are continuing their characters in different serials (or insinuating)... Now that makes sense why AMAN has made a big time appearance as a BSD officer 😆  

Originally posted by: DurgaS

 

 

Get over? No one has since the past 2 years Faiqa. This is awesome. I could hear Rabba Ve playing while reading it. 😳 👏

Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

Thnx wiwy but what happened , what did you do to my name...???????

Where did you lose it?

My identity is changing into "Bourne identity" either ArshiH  or Faiqu decide or else...yeh beech main kaun hai😡

Originally posted by: sohara

Faiqa, aap bhi naa! Why didn't you get it? She meant Arshi F (F for forever, hamesha).

Originally posted by: wiwy

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Originally posted by: Katelyn

The banner contest result is out!  The winning banner is no 9 by MrsMuffinSobti 👏

 

 

 

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Durga voted for all three! 😃

 

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Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

                      

Blaster Ladies we are reaching to a hallmark of threads...never thought we will be making it so far.

This Thread is special and close to my heart as always and my second home no matter how many different places I write, enjoy but my heart lies here no matter what .

23  represents to success, wealth and incarnation in character where 2+3= 5 represents the union of heaven and Earth...and it is also a wedding number which brings balance and accord in the relationships.

Durga, lovely opening lines and I love all of em...👏

A restlessness to see a beautiful face

A determination to stay clear of any words of hate

Shaitan and Sundari form part of her tale

Is the story too a part of their fate?

 

A turn of events as the plot, from serious becomes silly

Laad Governor was so much better than Swami

But magical moments don't stop from coming

A fleeting tika scene, becomes so endearing

Indi beautiful edit of Sundari👏...but where is Shitan...cute one with the kids ...

             he wants to eat Harpreet by a deal

             but can't wait that much for his meal

I agreed with you with this OTT but I don't know why I loved that too , only certain aspects of Gupta track makes me irritated like , gobar scene, mechanic one, taking shower in public ...that was not Khushi because she was keeping his respect at front and upmost in worse then why now.anyway IPK in it's worse is better than anything...

Katelyn you are challenging me now with each edit you make.Now the website you put at the bottom , how it works .You have to have to tell me.I am dying to find out.PLZ pretty PLZ.Awesome gif 👏⭐️ and thnx for the music and sexy Tikka dialogues...

Supi lovely banner👏, I loved the color on each picture.Thnx.

All the blasters , new and old ...once again 

CONGRATULATIONS:🥳

Originally posted by: indi52

where are you? why do you hide?
where is that moonlight trail that leads to your side?

~~~ from moonraker ~~~

episode 225

i've seen your smile in a thousand dreams
felt your touch and it always seems
you love me, you love me

~~~ moonraker ~~~

just like the moonraker knows
his dream will come true someday
i know that you are only a kiss away

~~~ moonraker ~~~

for almost five minutes the camera followed one actor as he followed a feeling. missing. normally this would get boring, but this is ipk and sorry there is no "normally". hardly any words. but then hardly any were needed. with his every part of being barun sobti expressed asr missing, wanting, needing, loving khushi kumari gupta singh raizada, "meri pattni". started where such things start... in the heart... "khu..." he called out unconsciously when he came out of the bathroom refreshed. yeah that's when he is used to seeing her in the room... doing some khushi like thing, like talking to a goat while being berated. then he stopped in his tracks, shrug-shrugged and said, good she's not there, he'd get some peace and quiet. but alas, that was not going to happen. the missing grew, he started seeing her in his minds eye... laughing, dancing close with him... khushi who laughed, who poured jooice into shoes, who peeped out of cupboards, whom he'd just told she'd made his life hell... all because he was so peeved she wouldn't accept his apology. and then she had gone around being cold, being aloof, he'd tried to shout at her, something in him perhaps hoping he'd get a sassy saucy answer from her... he hated seeing her so down and quiet and away from him.

but hah! he was arnav singh raizada, he was not going to admit that... yet that missing... that need. when his eyes open they search her first, on the bed, by the pool, where is she? and why is hp mentioning her, "maine poochha?" by the end of the second day he is almost wilting. nothing feels good, without her. hate her love her whatever, she must be before his eyes.

barun was so good, looking for her, his eyes darting here and there, his whole body language somehow restless, then sad, how he let that star go, standing before the poster that offended him all he could see was her laughing smiling face. how helpless he seemed without her. almost lost.

and so he was.

interestingly he recalled her laughter and not her morose face as he missed her. she was laughter in his life. a life bleak and fairly lonely at one level (the episode showed that well, he met no one practically for an evening and a day). because he'd kept nothing for himself really. just that determination to win at all cost. he had forgotten lightness and joy.

for himself.

she was that.

and she wouldn't show herself. where are you, why do you hide?

if he were in that state after being really nasty to her, she was in a painful place of her own. he doesn';t even want to see her...

of course he was being awful because he so wanted her... convoluted maybe but true. had she accepted his apology, he'd have felt calmer within. never occurred to him that she really should not have to tell him where she was... that he had lost his temper in his usual way, and crossed a line...

and she, when she saw him being sweet to di, for once a thought came before she could bar it, a thought, a feeling, a need for her own self, her bruised heart... how could this man be so different with two people. she had felt his love once and then in an instant that had been replaced by this chaos... and she so wanted him to love her, care for her, be nice... because she did love him so... even though he was being perfectly hateful.

her passive aggressive resistance came out... and expressed her displeasure. her hurt. not being able to handle it, a bit of a universal male trait i must say teehee... he felt hemmed in... no idea how to make it better. and why should he make it better?!! huh! she was the one at fault after all... she had made his life hell. he had to say that too and she felt all the hurt she could.

sanaya had just a few scenes but how beautifully she expressed a state of mind. a young girl, tender, loving, innocent, who had dreamed of love and now this. how hard she has tried to make things better, though she had no clue why this craziness had been unleashed on her. yet she couldn't hate him, not really... she could pester him and fight with him... but not hate... then had come his heer ranjha words followed by complete denial of any feelings and then a right royal tantrum out of nowhere. gussa fit. she was tired, worn down by this emotional roller coaster ride... drooping. her sunny side badly in the shade. and he goes and tells her she's made his life hell, he'd rather not see her. the feelings that flow through her.

but of course, in the middle of all that... "kuchh dhang ka karo..." he would like her to do something with her life. and she too despite her suffering has to get him the file, though without a ward. interrupted in the middle of hsi rant to aman, he must look at the file, then her turned away face, react to it completely, and snatch the file away.

had he not been nasty to her. had he not snatched the file. had she not gone into a hurt angry quiet... there might have been cause for concern. but this complete lack of indifference to each other. this reacting to every beat and breath of the other... what was this if not love.

a nearly 30 year long relationship has taught me all this happens. including the senselessness and hurt and misery when love is involved. in fact, these are possibly as characteristic of that thing as are joy, ecstacy, euphoria, wonder, teasing, humour, happiness, desire.

the acting took a written thing to another level. khushi and asr looked like themselves, young and beautiful and sexy, but the feelings they plumbed and expressed were deep and timeless. the way his eyes searched for her, you could feel the lift and fall and longing and pain and need of his heart.

how they created the atmosphere they did with shot of tacky things like salman poster, plastic taarey, garish mobile remains unfathomable for me. ipk is not at all sophisticated in terms of production values. its creatives, pushed for time, shooting every day, working nonstop... had hardly any time to devise arty options, such as shooting a particular way to create a mood, a look. but somehow they knew how to get the maximum out of a thing. it is true perhaps that if you have the content, the form really does not matter that much. nice to have it, if not, the content still sees you though.
 
there were lighter segments in the episode. some creepy shyam tactics though to what end we never knew. a lovely grandma grandson interlude, again a set of emotions there. and ipk really was all about emotions. there was the opening scene with di, key to introducing the main theme of the day, and of course mami the virulent with payal the vapid. all of thesewere there i felt to just punctuate and hold the central emotion in place, to accentuate it somehow. it was good to rusn into some eye flickering by snake, a little tycoon talk on i make my own kismet, etc., and then dash back to a poolside tryst, a conversation with a loved one's back and eyes filling up.

the episode had a poignance, a "dard" in it that really reminded me of a ghazal. a song written to express longing for the lover, extreme longing, perhaps the lover doesn't return the love, or has lost interest...

often have asr and khushi and their thing for each other brought music to the mind. when they canoodled by the poolside, they were definitely "i wanna hold your hand". here they were like a ghazal... he was perhaps "ranjish hi sahi", she maybe "yun hasraton ke daag". i may not have chosen the most apt songs, but the pleading for the loved one in a ghazal, the dard which is a mix of pain and sadness and all its sweetness, it was all there. and because this was asr in this frame of mind, there was a touch of the blues and jazz in it. a mournful sax played somewhere. picking up when he turned sharply at the sound of her voice.

"yun hasraton ke daag mohabbat mein dho liye
Khud dil se dil ke baat kahi aur ro liye ❤️

ghar se chale they hum to khushi ki talaash mein
khushi ki talaash mein
gam raah mein khade they wo hi saath ho liye
khud dil se dil ke baat kahi aur ro liye  ❤️

the stains of desires I washed in love
had a heart-to-heart talk with my heart and cried away

i left my abode in my quest for happiness
in my quest for happiness
found sadness in my path and picked it up
had a heart-to-heart talk with my heart and cried away"


"ranjish hi sahi dil hi dukhaane ke liye aa ❤️

if it is grief so be it, come to break my heart again
aa phir se mujhe chhoR ke jaane ke liye aa ❤️
do come, if only for the act of leaving me again"

credit for lyrics and translation to uploader.

end note
this is the end, my friends, between the first shot and the second one, indi rolled over and died. and the man buttons his top button after knotting his tie, how precise and specific and aaa.