Blast from the Past Thread #24 ** Golgappa Times ** p 113, ep 246 - Page 15

Originally posted by: viv04

@aarwen233
Beautiful write up. Interesting past connections and lovely edits. Indeed awkwardness galore. But the beauty of it, all gracefully represented by damaad ji.

Originally posted by: aarwen

Sohara - Thank you for reading 232. And specially thank you for liking those lines about Garima. 🤗 Your comments are always so much fun. I really enjoy reading all that you have to say. And you are so right that Anjali Shyam scene was disgusting. I wanted to fast forward the whole thing.

I just finished reading your 231. A sophisticated man vs a childish filmy girl. In this one line you managed to sum up the entire episode. haha loved what you had to say about the middleclass AR employees no longer being scared of ASR and identifying woman's perfume. The CVs indeed phorgetiya everything 😆 . I was thinking about your comment why Khushi just left the wallet outside. It is in their room right just the problem is anyone keeps coming into their poolside. Specially later when I feel like killing Anajli and HP for never knocking. Good one about Khushi not dirtying her hands slapping Shyam! All the misunderstanding kills me too.. Why can't Arnav and Khushi see what is so apparent to us.. their love for each other..

Originally posted by: sohara

Barun Sobti is visiting me soon.😉 be ready with bahanas.

One of your best take, very thoughtfully written.

All the blue lines stood out for me.

My comments are everywhere in purple.

Originally posted by: aarwen

Episode 233

The episode starts of the with the possiblity of Babli actually having done something useful for once. But Shyam's evil plans are not to be foiled still.

Feels like a lifetime ago when a girl sat making a rangoli wondering about marriage..and a boy eavesdropped pretending to work for his di. He fell and she tried to warn him. They ended up mingled in a swirl of hues, shades and tints. She raised her hands to brush away the telling streak from his cheek. He held her arm to show the color was here to stay. The new lovers were a bit meek. Still very new to this. He had been marked as hers and she as his. Days later a festival would bring color back in the air and with it an enchantment now difficult to bear. Finally as husband wife return to the place he had brought her back in his arms the very first time, a rangoli has been elaborately sketched. The colors bring with it the magic as always with a scene that will remain in our hearts etched.

Awesome connections of this rangoli dance between the duo to that of dewali rangoli, arnav bringing unconscious Khushi to the Gupta house where an angry and concern buaji and sister were waiting and my most favorite holi celebrations. How the circumstances are changing but the essence remain same. Later Arnav will help his wife in completing the rangoli and closing the loop of the impending kiss.

She brought his attention to the colorful vibrant display of affection. He listened for this once. They were actually being civil to each other. A burst of nervousness cleverly masked by "itna hi difficult hai ghar ke andar jana to nai jate hai..wapas chalte hai". But Khushi would have none of it. Like a sprightly gazelle she gracefully skipped and hopped and reached the other side. Arnavji stood in awe. In all other movements his grace leaves us spellbound but today as he put one feet on the first uncovered space and balanced precariously we get a glimpse of an uncertain Arnav. For once he has no idea what he is doing. Ready to blindly follow Khushi's instructions. The thought of disobeying, being done with this childish game, not even crossing his mind for once. It was of utmost importance, and he questioned not why, that he could not spoil the rangoli. So he concentrated and dangled at impossible angles with bags perched in one hand. His wife, known for making the most of a situation, even got him to turn a full circle with his hands in the air before he realized he was being played😆. Even then "what the.. to hell with this" would not come up today.

She gave him her hand and he grabbed it for dear life. Again that touch which breaks the boundaries repeatedly. Compels them to feel things they keep trying to suppress. Khushi tries to lighten the situation "chor dein?".. But devi maiyya is still not done. She brings them closer, almost in an embrace. And they stood that way unable to break apart.

Love the way you describe Arnav blindly following khushi's instruction and finally making to the end. Turku they are unable to break apart and Khushi is and will always hold on to his hands like an unknown faith in him. If they take one step toward each other Devimayyah always helped them coming more closer so that they can feel that nothing else matter in their live except them, neither even hate.

Finally its time to meet the in-laws. Their daughter on one dark fateful night went away with the rude, arrogant man. They returned as man and wife with no further explanations. The Guptas were angry but with all the love in their heart the daughter was forgiven. Now no one asks why the hurry? why the subterfuge? why the unexpected marriage? Maybe the experienced eyes of all can see the actual simple truth. It is a marriage out of love..a marriage made in heaven. Their return is greeted with dizzying excitement by buaji who has been brave enough to engulf her son-in-law in what resembled a page 3 hug! "Sada khush raho", says Amma with her kind knowledgeable smile.."thanks aunty". Our disoriented what the man is in his best behaviour it seems. And so it begins.."Amma kahiye na".. exercising her right as a wife Khushi wants her Arnavji to accept and become part of her family. As an amused mother looks on Khushi adds a coy smile in for good measure. No one should be left in doubt as to what a happily married jodi they are. An act play well of a blissful life

Awkwardness! not just the 6 foot ka aadmi but the whole ASR persona is too big to fit in the Gupta House today. Daughter's father left alone with the man who almost eloped with her. He smiles on.. and the damad leaves behind all his arrogance. The awkwardness again. He asks about his babuji's health. Never good at small talk Arnav bitwa looks around slight lost. What to do next? Where is Khushi? Wait up Mr Raziada, your mischievous wife is up with another plan to irritate you. Welcome to khushi Kumari Gupta AKA Sanka Devi life.

I love Arnav being a nervous Son-in-Law trying his best to be adjust in his new temporary home, feeling Awkward and guilty of his past actions. The house has so many moments of their love story. It's very difficult to ignore those lovely moments which they spent teasing, challenging, fighting and showing utmost concern to each other.

Khushi and the whole team return from the kitchen with all the food. Flashback to di and mami. Strange eagerness to try out all the food or terror at the impending over feeding? What he didn't add to the equation was the ongoing sanaka revenge. "jaise ki main kha hi na raha hoon" . Again she has ended up playing with his food. When will this sankadevi learn? "Phir se aunty?" . Khushi certainly isn't one to give up easily. Meanwhile buaji is all ready with the miracle worker .. the cooler maharaj😆. Who wouldn't want such lovable in-laws? But now is not the time for this realization. Now is the time our usually poised, charismatic, debonair Raizada boy is completely out of his elements. Is it the heat? I am more inclined to lay all blame on the omnious awkwardness. He doesn't even get up to help move the table or pull the cooler. Chivalry doesn't stand a chance in front of the awkwardness today. Amma sort of trying to stop buaji but who is listening today! All this fun in just the first 10mins.. Phew.. A half hearted attempt "guys seriously ..I'm okayy.. it's okay.." And the manner he says it, I am not okayy.. Is this the same man who in one swift speech could calm down the hyper mami and sort all the chaos out? Have you ever seen such a charmingly unsure ASR before ?

A charming unsure ASR is always a treat to watch. He is not okay Damn it and Khushi isn't making things better for him. Whenever she asked him to call her mother Amma, his beautiful warm past comes in front of eyes and he is trying very hard to control his grief and anger as khushi's family don't deserve to his fury and he also didn't want to light their excitement in having their damaadji in their home. Khushi sweet revenge on making fun of her concern that she spent taking of Arnav wasn't digested well. She also know that Arnav don't compromise but still she is playing and Arnav being very patient in the heat bearing his crazy sanki wife.

Quick respite from all the laughter as we move back to Shantivan.. To Payal's credit she does try hard.. mamiji was again absolutely awful today. I seem to keep repeating myself..

Hiccups..reminds me of a girl sitting with her mouth stuffed with samosas after the earth shattering revealtion of "live in.. matlab shadi bina sab kuch kar sakte hai?" Now its nothing so dramatic. Simple cause of Lakshmiji missing ASR and effect we get to see barun this way. Now I know one man who can pull off the angry look even while hic..hic.. His unease isn't unnoticed and when buaji and amma's faces fall amd smiles falter I fell myself going sad. This is not done Arnavji... But he has never been a hypocrite. Never known to say things he didn't mean. Always straightforward is our man and today their is the awkwardness to add to it. The nervousness perhaps making the usually perceptive man not notice the sweet love and effort behind all the bland halwa .

He stands looking at the broken mirror and the often used soiled soap, but behind the apparent shiver that ran down his body I do not see a scorn for the people. He shunned the things but even when Khushi came up he kept his disapproval to himself. He did not insult or taunt or even for once take out the discomfort in the form of anger at Khushi. I think what tipped him over was her excitement to sit and eat karari puriyan. That led to the call to have his stuff sent over. There I have found my answer to his behaviour and am happily going to stick with it! I don't think he had any intention of belittling the Guptas.

Indeed Di he never wish to show his unease, awkwardness and to the Gupta, but can he do he is a straightforward man. Later when they fought and the whole household was upset he make up his rude behavior by treating everyone especially his angry wife with Gol gappas and chaat treat and much later to this incident he will have oily lunch for making Khushi and his family happier in her birthday. That's Arnav Singh Raizada.

Khushi knew Arnavji couldn't have liked the food..not eaten to his full.. it is a new place for him.. and yet this negligence. I feel quite bad for Arnav.

Daughter helping clear the table. Buaji with her own sanak trying to find a pair of glasses safely perched on her head. Amma rushing to and fro from the kitchen. Something very very everyday about this scene. Yes after marriage when you return to your house suddenly you no longer need to be responsible. You feel lighter. For your parents you are still the same small child to be taken care of. Yet you can never go back to being that. You have crossed the threshold and become an adult. A homemaker in your own right. You can enjoy the holiday for now but your home and your heart are in your new life now, as Khushi will come to know.

The door bell has started ringing and can't really blame Vimla masi or Lata. If I had Barun Sobti visiting my neighbourhood I would also be lining up for some milk, sugar, spice and everything else nice...😉

Originally posted by: Javeria3991

SUSRAAL GAINDAH PHOOL 😆 😛

Gainda Phool (mari gold) at first sight don't look good but later one like starting its color and smell gradually.

Here the marigold flower is Arnav's in laws home. Though he is accustomed of the living standards of Gupta house, her wife's mayika, still he tried his best to avoid the warmness he was showered the moment he arrived there. Love the moonh dhikahye scene. LOL

It's clearly visible on his face that when Garima and Buaji's pampered her dammad ji, it refreshed his memories of his happiest days with his mother and sister when they were a family. Whenever Garima called Arnav bitwa or babua, he felt the same affection like his mother and his mother's honey dipped voice echoed in his ears. Even the simple food specifically cooked for him tasted heavenly. The air is filled with the warmness of love.

He knew that khushi indirectly challenged him to live at her cozy home, small bed with no luxuries like AC, constant supply of water and electricity and led a normal middle class life with tight budget, where each second is important and a person has to be happy of everything he is bestowed, even on a blessing of hand pump, where if one is upset then s/he could only be cheered up using dil, not some with money or expensive gifts. Smiles and little things matters a lot. Arnav Singh Raizada is up for the challenge, Challenge or so he thought. He didn't knew that in this way he was opening up his heart and a simple, happy, innocent, jolly and fun filled Arnav was coming out who missed his mother tender love terribly. He never intended to insult Guptas neither at the time of his elopement nor during his stay and till the last minute of his departure. He acted very patiently especially with his mischievous wife who was always prepared with a plan to irritate him and when his fury unleashed and made everyone upset he used his heart to make up his rude attitude with Gol Gappa treat, another successful attempt to make other smile.

The war of LOVE continues...

Episode-212

Khushi's new battle is going on in full swing. She promised to take the bull by the horns, her unquenchable positivity and courage determined to vandalize the peaceful life style of the martinet, ASR. She has planned to abrade Arnav in every possible way, so that he willingly tells Khushi to leave him .

The war has incepted from the morning. Arnav has come back from his morning jog. Obviously he will use the bathroom now. Hearing his footstep, Khushi starts to stroll towards the bathroom; she will not let him use the bathroom first. As soon as Arnav holds the knob of the bathroom door, she also holds it. Arnav rankles, he will go first. But khushi wants to go first. She sneezes on his face. He turns his face around and tells her in an imperative tone,

"khushi I'm getting late for office. And this house is mine, this room is mine and so as this bathroom."

"This is also my house." Khushi retorts back.

"What do you mean by your house, Khushi kumari Gupta?"

"singh Raizda." She shows him her mangalsutra. He realizes, he himself brought this musibaat in his life. Khushi is recalcitrant. She tells him, for half of the year, she owns half of the house, half of the room and half of the bathroom. He doesn't care; if she is in hurry then she can use other bathroom. Khushi is no less smart; she tells him casually what she will answer the family members that husband and wife can't use the same bathroom! Then she will be compelled to tell the family that the marriage is a contract marriage of six months. Arnav is about to enter the bathroom, but turns back to hear her threat,

"You are not doing any such thing. Do you understand?"

Khushi wants an honest decision, imandari se faisla, who can first go to the bathroom from a particular spot, will use the bathroom first. But Arnav is not interested in his imandari game. He goes to the bathroom without pondering her idea. Khushi gets mad, and thinks to torture him.

I'm amused, Khushi wants to use the bathroom with her husband, may be a shower together or a warm bath in the Jacuzzi!. I know the bathroom is really ugly, but I can assume their bathroom is really lavish.

"aaj mausam hai suhana

Kapde dhone ka hai bahana

lalalalalala

Kya dhoop nikli suhani,

Hogayi kapdo ki safai,

Lalalala

Hum so hai deewane

What the what the what the."

Hearing her loud singing, Arnav comes out from the bathroom immediately. He sees that Khushi is washing her clothes in the pool.

"aree wah, you finished your bath so quick!"

what are you doing?" he is frantic

"circket klel rahi hoon. Can't you see." She shows him the bat with what she was cleaning the clothes.

Arnav infuriates, why she is washing her clothes here, where there is washing machine in the house. Khushi refutes, she can't spoil the gota on her clothes by washing it in machine. Or moreover it's very sunny here, so the clothes will dry fast.

"you are spoiling my pool."

Khushi can't agree with him. she is only using her side of the pool and his side is completely clean. She sits down again to continue washing. When she starts singing again, he berates her to shut up and tells her to get up.

"kya, you will wash the cloth." She is delectable. He rebukes her and tells her to use the bathroom first. Khushi exults her victory. She puts the bat on her shoulder and starts to stride towards the bathroom, singing mausam hai suhana song.

Arnav has lost to his predominant wife. Poor man now is sitting on the chaise waiting for his turn to use the bathroom. But khushi is inexorable today, she wants to irritate him more. She calls him from the bathroom,

"suniye, here is your towel." He goes and grabs it. Again she calls him to get his clothes, then again to take her bat.

"suniye, ok nothing."

What did she want to give her at last, her clothes what she was wearing?

Arnav is in extreme pique. He looks at the clock, he is getting late. ASR BG music ascends to depict his anger.

She sneaks her head from the bathroom, to see the laad governor's irate face. She is looking so cute! Finally she comes out from the bathroom in a perfunctory manner. Arnav comes in front of her, tells her he is getting late.

"then go to the bathroom, why are you wasting time by arguing? Or if you are so much in hurry then why don't you go to other bathroom."

"don't act smart with me. I take shower 8 in the morning."

She gets jovial; she also takes shower at 8.

"that's not my problem. You wake up early."

"alright, then deal with my early morning sneeze." She sneezes on his face again.

He starts to say something but becomes congealed by the ethereal beauty drying her wet hair with the towel. For a moment he became oblivious of everything and gets adrift by the beauteous in front of him. khushi senses that he is watching her. She frowns and beckons him what's the matter.

aa woh, nothing." He is in impediment. Khushi comes closer and sneezes again on his face. He agrees to take shower early from next day. Before he can go in the bathroom, she calls him again.

"suniye."

"aab kya hai."

"I know everybody listen to you and you are incorrigible." Arnav doesn't get her. khushi is also misleading him and inciting his anger. She continues,
Arnav Singh Raizada aur gotewala." She looks at the towel what he was holding.

Arnav sees that he is taking Khushi's gotewala dupatta with him.

"ek minute, let me tell you, what the." She says grumpily tries to impersonate him. Arnav thinks it's no avail to fight with her. Poor man blurts out his anger on the door. Khushi jerks at the shrill sound of the slamming door. She runs to grab her notebook and writes down

"tareeka number do. Bathroom pe apna raaz. The tempest will devastate laad governor's life by the end of the day. or he will not know how it happened!" she is laughing in exultance. Slowly she is entrenching in his life.

All are gathered in the breakfast table. After talking a bit with Payal, Khushi starts to sneeze. Arnav looks at her meekly. Payal asks her if she is fine. Khushi tells her that it's so cold outside so; she can't say any more as Arnav glares at her angrily.

"the poolside window was open so I caught cold." She says looking at Arnav. She is about to take some cold dish, Arnav takes it away from her,

"if you have cold then why are you taking cold stuff?" felt a glimpse of Barun in his tone. Or is it a revenge for marring his peaceful life?

Anjali joins and Khushi sneezes again. Khushi tells her not to sit with her. Anjali also sneezes, what makes Arnav tensed. Nani tells her to be more careful.

Payal is at her MIL's service. Mami is suffering from acidity, so she is pacing back and forth in her room. Payal brings fruits and basil tea for her. but mami wants her to taste it first, cause she can't trust her, she already planned to kill her by feeding Arnav's medicine. Awe-inspiring Payal agrees to taste all the food. Before she can taste the tea, Akash comes there; he roils to hear his mother disparagement towards his wife. He wants to taste on behalf of her. mami admonishes him to drink. Akash tastes the tea and the fruits. He tells his mom with annoyance that after eating it he is still ok, so that she can have it; he is going to office and will meet her in the evening. She must take care of her health. Before leaving, he gives payal and comforting nod.

Loved Akash in this scene. Sans hurting his mother he deftly handled her and supported Payal like a loving husband.

Arnav is getting ready to go to the office. Khushi comes there and starts to sneeze again.

"if your health is so bad then why aren't you taking medicine."

Khushi sneezes incessantly.

"I know you are doing it deliberately." Arnav quips.

She still sneezes. He rebukes, "stop it god damn it."

"chottey, Khushiji," anajli is calling them. She comes there to take nim and tulsi leaves from the poolside. She wants to mix it with oil to apply on her head. Khushi wants to do it for her. She inveigles to acerbate Arnav more. She intentionally trips on the bag of her clothes. Anjali is flummoxed to see her clothes still in the bag. Arnav turns around, tries to hide his face.

"why is your clothes are still in the bag. You are chottey's wife. You came here not for few days or months but for the whole life."

Arnav perturbs to hear this. Khushi intends to say something, but Anjali stops her and chides Arnav, why he is not sharing his closet with her. He has just recovered from one bout of her torture over the bathroom, now he has to face another.

Anjali thinks as all of his shirts are black colored, if he puts it aside, no difference will make. Khushi is smiling mischievously. Haww, enough space! I think his closet is too small. He must have a big dressing room. Arey baba he is a business tycoon and moreover owner of a fashion house. But what to do; our sexy tycoon is not so rich!

Anjali opens his closet to adjust Khushi's clothes there. Arnav seethes, but can't show his anger in front of his di. Khushi runs after Anjali to rub more salt in his wound. She says it's not needed.

"I've told her several times to set her clothes. But she forgets every time " Arnav tries to make it up.

Khushis assents, but she shows her demur,

"lekin aap hai na yaad dilane ke liye."

To see her humbug, Arnav gives her a contemptuous look.

Khushi enthusiastically brings all her clothes and adjust all in his closet. Now it's time to make room for shoes. But there is no space. Anjali wants to make room for it too.

"jaga bante nahi banyae jate hai, or moreover all are black shoes, so no difference will make."

Anjali wants to remove some of his shoes as well. Once she removes his shoes, Khushi gets her sandals and mojris. She intentionally cleans the dirt of her shoes by looking at him sardonically. She took over almost the whole closet by her clothes, shoes, jholas, chaman prush, chamelika tel etc. he grimaces wryly to see all her cheap stuffs has taken over his designer goods. (I know he doesn't have that much of good clothes, shoes or ties, but let's assume he has plenty.)

Anjali is delighted, the perfect closet of a married couple. After marriage a wife and husband shares everything, their life, their space, their time. Khushi thanks Anjali and shows her gratitude to Arnav also.

"Aur jaiga baat ne ke liye apko bhi dhanyabaad."

She thanks him very meekly what rankles him more. He knows very well, it was not gratitude but banter.

Khushi runs to grab her notebook, it's quite a great day for her,

Teesra tarika, unke almari per kabza.

She winks, but stands up in a jolt to hear him, "you stay inside the room today."

Khushis' eyes are popping out at her consecutive win.

"I'm not concerned for you. I just can't take any risk with di and her unborn child."

He leaves for office khushi is frolicking. She hugs herself,

"and the next trick will be a bit later."

In the kitchen, khushi is pasting nim and tulsi for Anjali. Her best friend Laxmi is with her. she is in her monologue, when she used to apply this nim-tulsi-oil on buaji's head she used to love it. bua thinks there is magic in her finger.

"why don't you apply some magic of your finger on me." Shyam comes there with his cagey words. khushi convulses to see him around her. shyam wishes to take the oil to Anjali. Khushi refutes him, she will go by herself.

"Hum just tel mangrahi hai Khushiji, aapka hath nahi."

Khushi embroils to see his debauchery. To punish him, she intentionally drops the pestle on his foot. Shyam winces in pain. Khushi taunts him,

forgive me. I wish I didn't hurt you. I'll send the oil to you by hariprakash."

She leaves giving him a loathsome look.

Khushi comes to Anjali's room. Anjali tells her that she sent shyam to look for her. Shyam also comes there at the same time.

"I had to search for Khushi. but finally I found her. Wherever she goes, she is bound to come here. What say Khushiji?"

Shyam's atrocity is embittering Khushi.

When Khushi starts to massage Anjali's head with oil, she closes her eyes in comfort. She wishes not to open her eyes. It seems that there is magic in her hand. Shyam takes this opportunity to ogle khushi lasciviously.

(I was wishing to take his eyes out. )

"so don't open, just enjoy aramse, itminanse." Shyam says leaning back on the chair comfortably and lurks Khushi shamelessly. Khushi is feeling disgusted at his filthy looks. She doesn't get how to get out from this predicament situation.

Shyam stands up slowly and offers her some napkin. Khushi is so disgruntled that even doesn't want to take anything from his hand. When she intends to take tissue from the box, shyam tries to touch her hand. With a panicked voice, Khushi tells Anjali to open her eyes. Anjali gets ambiguous, what's happened Khushiji."

"I thought whether you fall asleep in sitting position, you should sleep comfortably."

Khushi finally escapes from the nefarious man's lascivious sight. But she is cogitating to see his effrontery, how she can stop him.

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