Moonchiya finally enacted the zillion sensual dreams he has had with Paro at the center of each one of them.
Had it been left to him, he would have undressed that poor shivering girl down to the skin she was born in, and spread generous amounts of that Mehndi all over her, in lazy, sweeping, and tantalizing movements with his rogue fingers.
It was quite evident the villagers had never seen such a display of blatant passion, because none of them knew what to make of it. Mythili stood there in stunned silence, searching for the right words, licking her lips in some unsaid emotion the scene evoked in her. She obviously bounced back with flying colors from the post traumatic stress of a harrowing abduction, thanks to this wonderful, Chandangarh's very own home production of R-Rated movie.
It was a darn sexy scene, there is no mincing words. But, you have to give it to the tasteless background music man of the show who completely ruined it with an out of place dhinchak music. The song, while nice, would have been more useful when Paro is ready to reciprocate the heated intensity of Moonchiya's passions.
Although, the scene prompted me to open my much ballyhooed champagne bottle to celebrate the Digits Consumashuns .e, finger to every licking finger consumashun.
There is that inconsequential matter of mere logistics, now that Paro Baisa has made burnt Paratha of her palms. How will she wash herself, you know, or, tie the stays of her lehenga, or hook her bra, or tie the doris of her windowed, ventilated blouses? How, how, how? I can imagine a million fanfiction worthy scenarios for each one. I think if Mr. Hegde has been hiding in his bathroom and secretly reading the Regency/Harlequin romance novels as avidly as I think he is, I am sure he will explore, no pun, the possibilities.
RR is taking a very very horny turn and going fast down a very slippery, no pun, slope. Even Snorehri gets her own love track with the upright, no-nonsense Aman, who can see only sisters in all women-kind. What has the world come to? At 9 pm we get full hand to hand combat of a very different kind, this show certainly takes patriotism to an entirely new level.
Alright, all in all, I downed the entire bottle of champagne. *hiccup* just saying but its not helping the stinging of my burnt hands. My real life wala moonchiya is out of town. What was I thinking sticking my hands into the hot oven, shucks!!
Hennaaa!!!
Seriouswala Note:-I've resigned myself to watch desi shows with a grain, heck, entire sack of salt. There is no justifying the repulsiveness of Rudra's actions. To be completely honest, I find Rudra's unwelcome advances toward Paro a form of sexual harassment, no mild way to put it.
But I've taken the dunk into the unreal and illogical world of Desi Soaps, I will watch with a squirm in my seat. The only consolation is that as a viewer I know Rudra has no intention of carrying out this farce and is only intimidating her, but that does not make it right, not from Paro's perspective. She has been painted into a helpless corner and there is no telling what desperation might lead her to do. I genuinely feel sorry for women in her position.
I know its a debate for another post, but just wanted to clarify that I am not dancing with joy at the pretense of "romance", on the contrary, the imaginary alcohol and a dose of sarcasm is all I have to continue watching for the light at the end of the tunnel.
Edited by serialjunkie - 11 years ago