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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: Horizon

Isskiya aap aaye tho thread me jaan aa gaya..

Faiqa, Issk, Rhea, Indi, Thank you girls for all the sufiana talk.. Laal ishq and that endearing Laal gussa ..



Ye laal rang...kab humein chhodega!!!

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Missed you at the sufiyana session, Horizon!

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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: IssK.


Aarwen, Ladki, that was intense!! In a good way of course...except that i'm finding it hard to focus on posting a reply to this incredible surge of emotion, and of your heartfelt reading of the episode! Felt it with you.. Hum bhi trembles now!!

The edits are gorgeous and very precise...

And i've turned red the lines that are totally smashing for me...all of it is great though!

👏👏👏


Thank you! 😳 .. Hum bhi sath mein trembles.. really tiring feeling what they felt..

Good edits? thank you thank you.. Just needed to keep the man on screen.. goodness toh khud se aa gaya..

And that issk riskk VM is gajab! Should have watched it when we were complaining about 244, 245 and deciding what to write.. Would have sparked up the imagination for sure..

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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: IssK.



Ye laal rang...kab humein chhodega!!!

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Missed you at the sufiyana session, Horizon!

Isskiya Thanks for Kishore da..

About Sufiana.. I too have to sit on Wikipedia along with Indi for years before I can share my jyaan ka bhandar..😆
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Any sufi talk inadvertently takes me back here and here only.. I am not even sure if this is authentic sufi.. she clad in all that all pristine white and his head geared in white.. surprisingly there is anything but peace there.. all loquacious Khushi .. and he embodying the stoic detachment.. His quiet reticent self... surprisingly not angered.. no volatility on seeing her... only a cold "phenk do".. an atheist perfectly reflecting the surreality of the ambience
On another note, lately I realize there is a particular piece of BG music that has been used widely initially and hasn't been used after the office track...hear from 0.07- 0.17 sec (assuming the video gets posted)..
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=PDm2aOcGj2g[/YOUTUBE]
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Posted: 11 years ago
Indu, that music, 0.07- 0.17 sec, missing it so so much.. was one of my favourite background scores. Doesn't it just rip your heart thinking they aren't coming back?

Love love love how gorgeous both looked here.. In fact am getting sad thinking ASR will return from kidnapping and look tired and have longish hair almost till the very end.. And Khushi will leave her hair open and her cheeks will grow darker and not just because or when Arnavji came near but all the time..
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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: indi52


very very nice, sir. did not feel long or short or anything, just a great read and nice looking into heads and hearts. me too energised with the jhagda... more more i feel like yelling. thanks and do read all the bakbak.


Thank you Maam.. I was energized too while watching, writing.. a weird sense of high and loss of control as those two carefully lost all semblance of control.. now too drained out.. you know Indi di I started writing around the time of that shaitaan sundari episode and since then I kept thinking I missed out on writing about the earlier unforgettable episodes.. well here my wish was granted and I got a few episodes that were very very special.. And now before you know it they are almost already gone by..

Still too much to talk about the episode so here goes.. enjoying while it lasts..

She braved his anger.. Added in her anger.. a response i understand... this is khushi. Yup this is the girl who always fought back no matter what.. no artificial diplomacy from her where laad governor was concerned. Just say what you have to say.. more often than not get carried away and say even more..

obsessing is right. always a reality in his head, never leaves him that presence does it? girls cannot be trusted it says... they phassao men and ruin lives, especially if they are from the middle class... not so wealthy, always there in him this thought... and to think she might be like that. of course he has been obsessing... plus imagine any man who believes his lover or the one he loves is having a sexual relationship with anyone else. Which is exactly why I don't understand Khushi's reaction to Sheetal at all. Why did it all become about Aarav? Am all for understanding that he was not sati savitri before he met her..hehe that is sounding funny but am going to leave it here.. but still you have to be possessive and jealous right? it is human or should be. the show keeps trying to convince me otherwise..

true, but a little devastation can be good for you... i think he stopped mainly because he is asr, can't bring himself to call her thaaat or whatever, sorry me mumbling. the man always confounds me. what is going on in that shatir head and loving heartless seena of his if you come to know spread the knowledge Indi di.. me waiting in line..

while i am totally with khushi in understanding the feelings, i have to say, she might have asked herself, just once, was there a flaw in the way she handled shyam? even though her intentions were right.
felt that too and if i had to take sides, yeah, khushi ought to have told him... not anjali, but certainly him... but we are human, we err. a little introspection by khushi would have helped and made her character stronger. or, they should have found a better way of bringing khushi and shyam to that clinch on the terrace.
oohhh am very very excited you say this.. I say this, over and over again and pretty much nothing else in my 248.. 🤗

lovely, rhea. i never even mentioned the new rabba ve, but your iterpretation as to why, wonderful. yes, new chapter, an evolution point really in asr khushi's relationship and feelings. there is just so much to talk about in these episodes.. see am writing such long comments on your comments on my comments on this episode..

A warrior stance.. 👏 always hamesha. His pic today reminded me of gladiators somehow..

"Aur Shyam?" so terribly jealous lover. mmm. jealousy, gussa, lots of irrational nasty comments in crazy fights.. I don't think I can ever like sugary sweet relationships again.. 😆

He almost sighs in relief I feel. ha ha me felt that too. micro second change and he made you and me feel it.. need I say more?
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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: Horizon

Isskiya aap aaye tho thread me jaan aa gaya..

Faiqa, Issk, Rhea, Indi, Thank you girls for all the sufiana talk.. Laal ishq and that endearing Laal gussa ..



indu,

read this now.

thought... telepathy.

this is what i scribbled last night about 248 as i watched.

"main achhi tarah samajh sakta hoon kitna mushkil hota hai mrs arnav sing raizada banke jo paisa, aaram aur shaan milta hai usse jaane dena..."

ohhho ho.. he is hurting, he is nastier and nastier...

low and husky and insulting, "koi pagal hi hoga jo ise chhor dega..."

rabba ve... beautiful beautiful beautiful.

this is love, in its most red form.



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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: Horizon

Any sufi talk inadvertently takes me back here and here only.. I am not even sure if this is authentic sufi.. she clad in all that all pristine white and his head geared in white.. surprisingly there is anything but peace there.. all loquacious Khushi .. and he embodying the stoic detachment.. His quiet reticent self... surprisingly not angered.. no volatility on seeing her... only a cold "phenk do".. an atheist perfectly reflecting the surreality of the ambience
On another note, lately I realize there is a particular piece of BG music that has been used widely initially and hasn't been used after the office track...hear from 0.07- 0.17 sec (assuming the video gets posted)..
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=PDm2aOcGj2g[/YOUTUBE]



Horizon!
I love this track too...sure, it is sufiyana...A R Rahman's work. I love your words in red above! How lovely Khushi looked...playful, young...pristine almost. And he is splendid. Mashallah, really.

That bit of music...you're right...so IPK...chhapa hua hai but they dropped it later...had an "other worldliness" to it...and a sense of two realities colliding to become one.

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Posted: 11 years ago
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indu,

thanks for that "phenk do". one of my can't think moments of ipk... and him walking, long loping strides as maula maula maula mere words pour over the scene which is almost movie like... the frolicking happy khushi, youthful leapy in white with diaphanous dupatta, engaging with the environment, giggly and animated... the tall, dour, dark stranger aloof from everything, older than his years, in black dense material, eyes inert, completely at odds with the environment, avoiding all contact and yet in command of it all. on a big screen i imagine this entrance into the dargah... and really maybe some day.

i can watch that walk forever i remember writing when we first saw this episode on blast.

i am frankly finding it really hard to bear that next week onward, he is hardly going to be around... once again, gone.

yes, that background music was moving and had a sense of something momentous in it. played again and again in the beginning. must look out, maybe it comes up again...

back to the girl in white and the man in black. something untouched about them, isn't there? he walks stiffly as he did in the initial episodes, well not that jerky, but still stiff. he has not yet got his modulations worked out perfectly, just getting into the role, but i found all of it perfect. raw... real. and despite all flaws, you couldn't look away.

he makes contact.

so does she.

with me.



curious, we speak of this episode now. there they met for the first time under the open skies, standing on bare ground and confronted what they had no idea, the key was just an excuse...

and today again, a confrontation standing on bare ground, between heaven and earth. confronting one of the toughest things we ever have to face, a feeling for someone that is bigger than us. the incident on the terrace is just an excuse.

i look at how their eyes have changed, their body language... the growth of a relationship between two bookends.

i see she flinches at the memory of a pearl dori being ripped... in her mind that barrier has been crossed, now when she thinks of him, it's the kiss, it's a streak of sindoor.

on the bridge she also flinched, at the shutting of the door. and now she will try what she can to open that door and we know she will succeed. a streak of violence in their interaction always... gashes, wounds... through which a feeling could enter and grow.

aap aise jaa nahin sakte.

here was the first time she said it... and next monday we'll hear that again...

how many times i have said it after how many fights.

phenk do, he had told her. today he looked like he tried very hard to throw the key away because everything hurt too damn much.
with his insulting throw you away words... i know it is hard to walk away from being mrs arnav singh raizada. he used to hurt for a different reason then, but now it's cause is another... and a door has been opened that he might never be able to lock and throw the key away of. and maybe in her completely inspired reaction to that insult... she gathered the key and went and sat next to him.

indu, thanks for that trigger. i decided to point the gun at me and pull it.



a few more thoughts...



as they get into mortal combat mode, a desperate air in this rather unpretty spot. and there shooting at the kind of time when natural light is not making the shots more intersting in any way... everything is too bright. but all that doesn't matter, it's only about the acting really for me. the untrammeled intensity and sense of freefall in the air.

not freefall... skyfall. yes, a sheer complete plummet. as voices rise and fly, as expressions are pushed up. a dizzying, stomach emptying fall... everything is ending.

"khushi, tumhari himmat kaise hui..." how dare you, khushi...

"nahin hui... uss raat bhi nahin hui thi, lekin shayad humey himmat karni chahiye thi...taki cheekhke chillake kissi bhi tarah sacchai aapki kano tak pahunche..." i didn't dare, maybe i should have, that night i would have screamed and shouted and made you hear the truth.

"yeah, right... sach!" voice flies.

"jee haan, sach!" yes, the truth, sir! she shot back, no fear... woh sach jisse aap meelon dor hai..." that truth from which you are miles away.

nice delivery... crisp angry... not mopey. the girl who makes jalebi when she is mad at the world is here.

ek baar ek baar aap humse poochkar toh dekhte..

if only you had asked me once, just once. she is leaning toward him, an urgency t tell him the truth. shyam ji fooled us... tricked all into believing he is not shadi shuda.

instantly a response from her opponent. she tells him all. about shyam's deception and the situation i which she got engaged. asr responds to every inflection, every "sach"... percussions keep track. she finishes vehemently stating she'd rather die than have shyam's name associated with hers.

asr stands looking at her and then asks, had i asked you that night would you have told me?

she replies, of course she would have, but he was in such a rush to get married.

he so so wants to believe this. it's in
his eyes, his stance, his need is palpable. he comes close, but alas his mind, his dimag has a memory imprinted. chap gaya hai dimaag par... mit nahin sakta.

it is not erasable.


his eyes lose focus, when they come back to her face, the anger is back, the music, the mayhem... just for a few short seconds the temptation to believe... to feel with his heart not think with his head...

soft husky voice, "tumhe kya laga..." what did you think, if you had told me that night i'd have believed you with my eyes closed?

she knows, it's over.

i have never seen anyone clap with one hand, i believe what i have seen and heard, i have heard you say this and i have seen you... tum dono ko ek saath... agony enters his voice... ek doosre ki baahon mein... "baahon" seemed to fall away.

sanaya did most of her close ups with a double, i have a feeling had he been there, we would have seen a more arresting performance.

as he felt his life almost ebb away at the thought of the two in each others arms, he came back with renewed ire and a pretty darn good question: yeah, if you are so sachi and shyam so bura, why have you not tried even once to tell me the truth... why did you let my di worship that man like god...

got to love this mind. valid, pertinent question.

"chilla chillakar kyun shyam ki asliyat sabko nahin bata hai..."why didn't you scream out to all who this man really is?

he asks this because he would. but she didn't. different personalities, different compulsions.

"mujhe kuch batane ki koshish kyun nahin ki?" why didn't you try to tell me? again and again he says how much it matters to him to matter to her.

she is in a qaundary. why didn't you tell me, khushi... khushi, i am talking to you... answer me, dammit, main kuch poochh raha hoon.

he can't stay away and disconnected any more... he so damn well wants to believe... struggling with his dimag, wanting to give dil a chance... astonishing progress in asr... would he have wasted so much time if it were anyone else? but here, he hopes somewhere, in some corner of his mind that what he saw was not true. maybe he even suspected it, but prisoner as he is to that past of his, the belief that women are dangerous, pretty girls from not so wealthy backgrounds trap men and ruin lives... life's little irony again, that is exactly the profile of the girl that he adores.


he lunges forward and holds her face in his hands, his body arched toward her and almost begs her to make this truth go away. in almost tender tones, anger coated he says, why, khushi, why... you who always speak so much, why are you silent?

lovely words: kyun, khushi kyun... tum jo hamesha itni baate karti ho woh aaj itni chup kaise rah sakti ho.

good catch, writer...

"tum jiske paas har sawal ka jawab hota hai woh kuch bol kyun nahin rahi hai?" you who has the answer to every question why are you not saying anything?

a very vulnerable man on a hot and bothered and killing bridge. holding his wife's face, looking into her eyes.

the first time i saw, i thought this is where the famous mu would end.


she started talking, she said nothing because even one word from her would have wrecked his di's life. the one he loves so much...

it did sound like a lame excuse... and after what he'd said, she didn't bother to understand or apologise for not trusting, instead a self righteous tone of voice.

he does not believe... no more stories, he retorted blocking her out.

"chap gaya mere dimaag mein woh pal... jab maine tumhe aur..."


he can't say it another time.

"ab nahin mit sakta."

it is over.

you saw what you wanted to see... she starts again.

he reels away from her in anger, in fury... enough! bakwas band karo.

aggression wildly rising he threatens her and then, hurting madly within, reaches out to draw blood.


"main achhi tarah samajh sakta hoon ki mrs arnav sing raizada banke jo paisa, aaram aur shaan milta hai usse jaane dena..."

ohhho ho.. he is hurting, he is nastier and nastier...

low and husky and insulting, "koi pagal hi hoga jo isse chhor dega..."

rabba ve... beautiful beautiful beautiful

this is love, in its most red form.

redder than even desire.


a full crane or trolley or whatever shot, two contenders two lovers two gladiators on a bridge. who will slay whom.

and he walks away. a tear falls. again she starts when she hears the door. she wipes her tear and goes home with him.

everything is horribly tense naturally now. khushi is fretting. asr is cut off from everything, imploding.




a beautiful scene as khushi stands in her room, holding the dress that she had been wearing as the truth came out. an avalanche of thoughts, and a realisation...

"unhen hum par vishwas karna hi hoga... hum aise nahin jee sakte... yeh jaankar ke... unke soch humare baare mein itni..." he must believe her... she can't live like this... knowing... this is what he thinks of her.

what he had asked her in many ways... don't i matter to you, she answered that really here... you matter to me too too much, i can't live if this is what you think of me.

there was really no need to name this love.

now the suv is gone, soon barun will go away too, and everyone is getting ready for that.



adele singing skyfall, a misunderstanding soars and sings its own mad song.

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Edited by indi52 - 11 years ago
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fights relieve me. they are real. they get rid of masks. as much survival technique as anything else. a human, a tiny being in a humongous world, a human's bid to hold on, not give territory, prevail. Before you said this I had started on that journey of learning to like them.. IPK helps..

a fight between true lovers is thrilling. it takes to a peak need, love, hunger, despair, desire, just about any emotion you associate with lovers and that thing they have. not too many actors can give so much of themselves and go all the way to a bridge on a desolate not too pretty road. barun sobti and sanaya irani were just plain spectacular. it was a man woman fight, a husband wife battle, a lovers' earth shattering tiff and a leap by mere mortals to claim their life back from what felt like death. I feel like each frame can be a cap.. I like your idea of not editing the pics at all.. just them being outside really works for me background wise..

while thinking and getting into that vicious fight between asr and khushi, i was reminded of an interesting conversation i had with my nephew recently about rugby. a pretty violent game, he is suddenly very keen on it, and he had said something to me about what his coach told them about the emotions of this aggressive game. wrote to him just now and got him to quote the coach's words.

"through every emotion you can get out happiness."

"so even when you are angry after you hit, eventually you turn out to be happy."

one should check to see if one of the writers had a thing for rugby... what a superb understanding of this conflict between two who only want to make love to each other and be happy. nothing else.

something utterly raw about the whole thing, almost like unrehearsed fights between two adults who care like hell... there's aggression, demand, mad anger, crazy hurt, wrecking desire, and no real sweet script. goes here there everywhere... to horror and accusation and then again to the most vulnerable plea... am i not important to you? the opponent finds exactly that moment not to hear what's being said and retorts, hah, so you want an explanation is it! her way of saying perhaps, what about me... don't i mean a thing to you... absolutely lovely this entire paragraph..

"khushi," a little pause, "mujhe explain karna zaroori nahin samjha?" didn't think it was necessary to me?

it's me, me... his eyes seemed to say, his face had lost all aggression, just his need, his fond hope that he was important to her. she had that power over him always.

seeing that gentleness, she reacted so terribly normally... with anger. a kink in the armour and its your turn to attack.. real fight.. you said it!

"achha toh aapko safai chahiye ki humara bartav aise kaise hai? jaise kuch hua hi nahin hai? aapko himmat kaise hui humse yeh poochhne ki..." oh so you want an explanation as to why i am behaving like this... as though nothing has happened? how dare you...

she always fought back, didn't she. and that's why perhaps he looked at her differently. from day one, she never held back, never minced her words... in fact, when he was nasty to his girl friend the way she would rave at him. and there fights always went all over the place, never quite moving along a straight line... always unfathomably real. remember that character dheela day? what a splendid fight.. I cringe at how they lashed out at each other.. but because they did you know they will not stay apart.. that they will end up together forever..

she had gone to give it to him by the poolside once, episode 127, and tell him why exactly people keep quiet around him, that his gussa, his aggression hurts people... he had listened to her and then thrown her completely off kilter asking her, why? why did it make a difference to her when he got engaged, what difference did it make to her? she had been completely thrown by that as he had been by the fact that she was engaged... but she had said, it made no difference whatsoever. nice example.. some scenes get less stated I guess since we have so many to pick from.. a different context but I like another one which doesn't get mentioned often enough.. when after she comes to know its Shyam she collides into Arnav near the poolside..

anger and friction from day one, "aap kya bakwas kar rahe hain" she said to him then, to his, "tum jaisi ladkiyon ka kya, ek jayga, doosra phassa logi," today again that "phassana" , trapping, accusation comes full circle... self fulfilling prophecy like, the words of that first day seemed to turn out to be true... she had trapped a "shadi shuda" married man he told her. she had done a "phassana". like shyam is this innocent who got nabbed by a scheming home wrecking khushi... girls like her are all out to ruin guys... an old old pain always messes up hs judgment, makes him say terrible things.

and he hasn't held back at all today, let all his anger, his terrible sense of betrayal pour out. how could you?!!! he has raved on the terrace after that ridiculous situation where he almost lost her forever. his anger is at an unimaginable high now. relief mixing with pent up anger and frustration of a month and more, perhaps an ancient anger mixes with it too, wanting espression, expunging even.

he has held her to him, he has pushed her off vehemently. absolutely loved Barun here..

he has called her characterless. he knows everything, he has said.

"jaanta hoon ki tumhara aur shyam ka affair chal raha hai..." i know you and shyam have an affair on. very colloquial hindi, kinda nice and angry. nice observation.

that is why he has married her. to save his di, her baby... he can do anything for his di, even marry a wretch like her...

"in fact, you know something, itne mahino se main yeh soch raha hoon ki tum iss had tak kaise gir sakti ho... tumhe dekhkar hi mujhe..." okay it's not so many months, it's so many days... but he has been wondering how she could have fallen this low.

then he says, i should have known the moment i saw you... is he talking about the first time they met? is he in his crazy anger admitting that was the day she had started making a difference? oh that beautiful flashback from yesterday of the first very first time he saw her and she fell into his arms, just as she is about to jump off the ledge and he has no clue if he will succeed in saving her.

everything goes haywire. he can't take it, he walks off, the angriest stare at her walking away all the while... contact he can't seem to break.

she is left stricken, speechless. smited. at last she knows. knows why he married her.

because she is a lowdown s**t. so he believes. how will khushi deal with this. any accusation on earth she might have handled... but this? and how hard she believes she has tried to protect him and his family from this painful truth... his sister's husband is not faithful.

the writer opts for a response quite typical of certain personality types, especially when the situation is colossally painful.

khushi collapses on the ground, alone, bereft, shocked, horrified, then she decides to shut up and go almost into denial...

if the man you loved the most in the whole wide world thought you were a harlot and said that is why he married you... where would you be, how would you defend yourself against that scrum of accusations most vitriolic and gargantuan when you haven't even taken your position? you are still thinking it's all about some left over feelings for an ex girlfriend or something and getting all emotional about how you would have walked away had you known.

when all along, it's something else. you are the one with a boyfriend. having an an illicit love affair. you are the one people need to save their helpless innocent sisters from. and he can do anything for his di. even marry you.

"tum jaisi ladki se shadi bhi kar sakta hoon" finger jabs down, "aur wohi maine kiya..."

khushi does what khushi can. what people who are suddenly thrown such a big one often do... a sadness deep mixes with a denial bordering on hysteria. as a reaction, one can't argue with it... people react in different ways... but i felt the acting fell short. especially since the other one had taken it to a high most dizzying. beautiful phrase.. high most dizzying.. that is where he took us.. and takes us each time really.. very very difficult perhaps impossible to reach him there.. You know I was taking caps for Sanaya and I liked the expressions but after a point I thought oh I already have a shot of this expression in that other moment. But with Barun its never ending..

and now having said what has riven him this past month and hurting the one for whom he gives such faraq, he is trying to find solid ground again. and failing. a beautiful few minutes on a verandah with a silent man and his memories, body taut, face eloquent and thoughts that "lie too deep for tears". he hates to see her unhappy, when she says aisa kyun hota hai his heart aches, but she is saying to a man that he must leave di... khushi!!! you can feel that ache. I liked it that they show that holi scene here.. was important to him too.. and not just us..

then khushi comes in with her happy chirpy talk.

he is flummoxed for a second, but then it only stokes his anger, did his opponent know that would be the result of her reaction? maybe her subconscious did. this is the classic "nothing" when a woman means everything is the matter i think. but in its most hysterical form... and in fact all it does is goad.

fights are unpredictable in their twists and turns.

and so a lithe angry man must slam on the brakes and stops the car on the middle of a bridge, swing out burning with anger... walk across, pick up a framed picture and smash it on the road. break break break. 💔

break, break, break,
on thy cold grey stones, o sea!
and i would that my tongue could utter
the thoughts that arise in me!
~~~ alfred, lord tennyson ~~~


then he must drag her out of the car and push, badger, rave, ask for answers... how how could she do it.

and if she keeps quiet, where's her jugular... aah in the stars, go for it... go on, speak of her parents... respond to me, dammit. love what you wrote and how you wrote.. yes respond dammit..

how could you hurt me so much and keep quiet.

howww?

stray thought... when othello found out about desdemona or so he thought... he killed her, tom jones has told us what happened to my my my delilah when she was unfaithful. when men find out their lovers or those they love madly may have a sexual liaison on with another man, something goes crazy... there is often killing involved... and it is understood as a crime of passion. asr had to do something huge that night as reaction... he forced her to become his, he married her, he couldn't throw her away... maybe because he knew the other option would be what... this is not a man of small feelings... nothing that night would have led to a nice meaningful chat over coffee and masala tea. because not only were a man's arms around his woman, she was screaming and telling the man to get rid of his wife... confirming she, khushi kumari gupta, was party to this whole despicable unbearable thing. as a kid, my cousin and i would often get into arguments and he he most often i beat him, once he was so angry, he hopped up and down and threatened me, if i don't behave, he'd marry me and take me to my sasural, show me his power. i think this dragging women off to tribal enclosures and showing them who's the boss may be an ancient cave man, male thing 😆... well whatever it is, with those feelings, nothing could have been rational that night... thank g the writer chose this option... and most touchingly after that, no sexual assault, none. would ASR have done that? I wonder..

coming back to the bridge over turbulence.

"that's enough... enough!!!!"

what do you think, i am going to forget everything so easily... don't pretend you don't know what i am talking about...

why is he doeng this i wonder. does he want confirmation or negation... to be or not to be , that is the question

i think a part of him wants to hear it is not true. and another can't take it that she seems unscathed while he is dying like this...

at last khushi starts to thaw a bit.

"actually, tumhe toh koi faraq hi nahin padta..." actually, it makes no difference to you, "shayad issiliye mujhe explain karna zaroori nahin samjha..." perhaps that's why you didn't think it was necessary to explain anything. how badly he needs her to say, heck he does matter... baat aapki hai, she will say soon. in all his rant what's getting lost is, baat tumhari hai, khushi... that's why he can't think sanely. boo hoo hoo.. and I don't take the tissue you offer and blow into my dupatta looking absolutely adorable..

a sad empty voice... "shayad kuch kahne ko tha hi nahin..." perhaps there was nothing to say.

and anger returning, "aur hoga bhi kaise, kyun ki tum achhi tarah jaanti ho, ki tum galat ho.." how would you say anything, you know you are wrong. the woman he loves is galat. the man who so wanted to be sahi, loves the galat girl... irony of life, never fails to wham you.

he is relentless... you are great at hiding your mistakes, it's sad that your and my family love you so much... "kyunki tum unke pyaar ko deserve nahin karti..." because you don't deserve that love... he doesn't know it's his love for her he speaks of, of course. hehe I say this too in my take.. My clg roommate and I saw a barbie movie once where two twins sang "I am just like you.. you are just like me.." and so we still sing it when we match.. so here goes this time for you my new friend.. am just like you.. you are just like me..

he can't stop, he goes no... he needs a response... crosses the line...

"achha hai ki tumhare mom aur dad aaj yeh din dekhne ke liye zinda nahin hai..." very asr trait this line crossing with her...

not a word, not ek shabd about my amma babu ji, khushi opens her mouth at last.

he seems to relax a bit... at last she speaks, and he doesn't mean to back off. he needs a face off, a battle with her... all that has been pent up in him this month and more... it needs to work itself out ... a right royal fight with her is needed. i love this humanness of asr, earthy, real, flawed. it is hard to be a mortal really.

"kyun?"

nasty nasty tone.

push her... what have i said wrong... you say your parents have become stars, so how do you meet their eyes.


Excellent shot! Look at the way he holds himself.. bas am stuck here.. won't be completing your review Indi di.. sorry..sorry..sorry

bas!

yes, he is drawing blood...

not a word about my parents.

he watches her intently. he is looking for something... constantly at her he looks again and again ever since that terrace.

as though his life depended on it.
sirf aapki wajah se I moved on from that pic above.. samajhi aap..

silence... she sees her raised finger.. he just waits.. waits for her to say something... he is perplexed by everything.

she tries to take back calm again.

humey ghar jaana chahiye... we should go home.

but no way... we are not leaving this place till i have answers to my questions. so he has sawal and wants jawaab...

he always gets physical when angered... hauls her to another part of the road and faces her... he wants answers... what answers.

they will not leave, till he knows how come despite getting such a good upbringing, she could go so low.


in the middle of rising chaos, he did break out into that beseeching almost "mujhe explain karna zaroori nahin samjha" like he just needed her to say, it's all nothing, just a lie... but then things again went haywire as it must.

his anger returned. and she raved. why did you not ask for this clarification that night when you forced me to marry you and that too for six months...



something from 127, there were bits of this bridge even there, even perhaps in episode 2. and many places along the way.


"each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't light them all by ourselves."~~~ laura esquivel, like water for chocolate ~~~



Indi di you make me enjoy the episodes so so much.. I have thought of an analogy I am singularly proud of. Lets the say the episode is ASR then your writing makes him an angry ASR wearing a white shirt standing on a bridge.. And you really are wise with how and what you say about love and anger.. aapka laakh laakh thank you for writing..

have become extremely talkative it seems.. lots of things I had to say above..

Edit- read 127 now.. wow..

"and somewhere she started assuming she had a right over him that nothing in their relationship really gave her. interestingly, it was the same with him. he has a right to be terribly attracted to her, then terribly mean and hurtful, however only he can drive her home on diwali night and make sure she's safe while he's nastily telling her she means nothing to him. but how dare she then go and get engaged."
Edited by aarwen - 11 years ago

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