Episode 243
Can't believe am still writing...
Once upon a time
there lived a vivacious girl who confused love with acidity and was intelligent
enough to unearth the evil plot of rakhshas Raizada laad governor. He was not
used to being challenged. So resorted to jaddoo tona to teach her a lesson. The
self proclaimed damsel in distress found she needn't have been worried because
the rakshas actually had meant no harm. Many episodes went by and today the
very same girl has unconvered her own assassination attempt by the very same
man. Long ago it had been funny but today it is plain silly.
It was nighttime.
She was fast asleep but he woke up completely unsettled. In all her mad cap
schemes to take over his life not just we but even he forgot how drastically
her life has changed. I think gradually his heart is winning over his head. For
now he simply wishes to be that husband that his wife lovingly described. No
need to analyze too much, just lets himself flow with the emotions. Part of him
perhaps knows he has done a grave sin by shattering this girls dreams. The
other shatir part, that can get reason and logic to its defense to prove that
she deserved exactly what she got it, doesn't really want to win the battle at
this point. The mind is content to let the heart take over for now.
He sees her freezing
in the AC. Turns it off. Will sweat for her as long as she can have her
uninterrupted night's rest. But sadly you have to admit he must have been quite
a laad governor if the time he tries to
be nice she suspects him of wanting to
kill her off. He holds her hand with a look in those eyes that get darker the
deeper you dive into it. How badly does he want to love her? Give her all the
happiness in the world. Delicately takes her hand into his. The touch brings
comfort enough to allow him to fall asleep. And oblivious to all this she
sleeps right on.
The morning sun is
out. The spell of the night broken. She wakes up and notices him holding her
hand. A few seconds of watching him sleep blissfully with the expression of a
content child. This girl who knows all about kuch kuch hota hai Arnavji thinks
that he held her hand all night long because he did not want her running away
from her own house. Right we absolutely believe Khushi is thinking just this!
She is worried he is sweating. And khadoos that he is he can't share the reason why. Turns back
to give her one soulful look.. Yup he definitely means to stop your dhakane. no
question of dhakane tez ho jati hai.. wants to watch you die..
Sometime later Buaji
and bitwa sharing tea together in a very domestic scene. Very sweet but enough
is enough. I demand he be sent to office and shout at a few employees or atleast
yell at Aman on his bluetooth for a good 5 minutes.
And she sits glued
in front of the TV. Wish they had been showing reruns of her falling in his
arms. They could even use katelyn's gorgeous gif as prime time footage. She has
got an answer to everything. He married her because he wants to save himself from
kundali ka dosh. She does reason out he doesn't believe in any of this but what
the? It isn't like there is any better explanation available. She has all the
proof she needs in the random scribble in his diary. He is peering over his tea
cup from far .. Obviously he is planning something sinister.. Shows concern
that she is too close to the fire.. So simple to reach the deduction he is
stalking her.. All those rabba ve's only played in our ears not hers it seems.
He is talking to Lavanya on the phone. Who thinks of jealousy or insecurity
when you fear for your life. Random stuff you say? There are no coincidences..
Definitely Lavanyaji is the reason and the accomplice behind the murder
attempt. Well I can tell you for sure that offscreen there is a definite plot
being conceived to strangle the writers. In fact massacre whoever is
responsible for this annihilation of story. Then mamiji ke inbestigation karike pari whether they turned into bhoot or not.
My alibi is fixed. I was logged into IF all along.
Forgive my slightly
(I hope only slightly) OTT review. Had to entertain myself somehow 😆.
ears that stick out, eyes that speak, lips that lopside... frown that makes the heart lose moorings... behind the anger something gentle and flowing, beside the sweetness a storm of all maleness, dark chocolate, musky evening air, blazing sun that make you squint...where is this actor, this character, this man.
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