Blast from the Past Thread #25 Extn ** Khushi, I... ** P 119, Ep 274 - Page 8

Originally posted by: indi52

Originally posted by: indi52

W h e n d i d m y h e a r t k n o w

aarwen wonders

When did my heart know it had fallen for you? Was it when I first met you and you were nasty to me? Was it when I met you again and you dismissed god and everything that I believed in? Was it when I saw you again when I least expected it? You hurt me, mocked me. Did my heart know at that moment?

When did my heart know it had fallen for you? Was it when you first stood gorgeous in front of my eyes? Was it when you drove me mad in anger with your words? You handed me a key but I had long closed all doors. Did my heart know right then it would soon open up for you?

Through all our fights, through my tears, through those fears did my heart just smile? When you saved me that night and saved me again another stormy night did my heart cheer?

Through all the times I tried to ignore you, through all the days and those nights I fought not to adore you, did my heart just smile? When I saw you in red and held you in my arms like a porcelain breakable treasure did my heart in delight roar?

I entered your house when I thought I would go away. I saw you with another and never knew why the tear escaped my eye. You looked at me and one day my heart dreamt of sparkling stars and colorful flowers that you brought just for me. Was the dhak dhak my heart's way of telling me something?

You entered my house when I thought I would never see you again. I was safe with another then why did you start to matter more? Those times I saw you sad, those times when your dupatta beckoned to me what was my heart really telling me?

That time when I ran to you. That time when I know not why I needed you. That time when I held you and cried. You were the strength that kept my heart going.

That time when I stood unable to move. That time when I knew not how to make things better for you. That time when I wanted to stop your tears. Wish I could be the reason your heart kept joyously beating.

That night when you looked at me across the room. That night when my heart raced, and my eyes sought you repeatedly. That night when you returned my ma's payal to me. That night I wanted to know what your heart was saying about me?

That night when I could not take my eyes away from you. That night when your hypnotic gaze held me prisoner. That night when I wanted to touch you and could not walk away . What would your heart have said if I asked you?

I knew I could not be bound to another. I knew you hurt me , but were hurting more yourself. I wanted to reach out to you. My heart wept for you as it did for me.

I didn't know why I wanted you to belong to no other. I did not know why I felt this claim on you like no other. I wanted you to be mine , but you would belong to another. How my heart wept at losing you before you could be mine forever.

My heart danced when you danced with me. All those times you came close. All those times you smiled. All those gifts you gave me that told me you were longing to be mine.

My heart was feeling adventurous, boisterous, young. How beautiful you looked. How my hand felt on your waist. How it was an addicting taste. How your blush told me you too longed to be with me.

Then what went wrong? Why did my heart have to break? Why did you say all there was between us was hate?

Then why did it have to go so wrong? Why did my heart have to break? And even the why could I still not only hate?

You are gone. My heart is a lonely crying curled up ball somewhere in my chest. It needs to breathe. It needs to beat. It still hopes you will somehow magically stop it to bleed.

I am stuck. My heart can only worry about you. It is frantic. It knows what it wants. It knows to who it belongs. Is it strong enough to make everything all right?

I cry. I sob. I hear your voice and I come apart.

Don't cry darling. Don't sob my beloved. I feel your tears and come apart.

If this is what you need to hear, this is also what I need to say, my dear.. Khushi I love you..

❤️

Originally posted by: Katelyn

Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon Promo 19 May (Arnav says Khushi,I Love you)

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tmx6vgoL5m0[/YOUTUBE]

DL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tmx6vgoL5m0

Originally posted by: indi52

that fantastic acting by barun in 258 made me think again of the man whose acting just threw you completely off balance. was looking for something on google when i found this piece i'd written end of last year for team sobtians... i sort of liked it. want to post it here for my friends., read if you wish to. this actor is really special, i hope to see him rise steadily and become the phenomenon he he ought to. he is.

here's the piece.


i remember the dignified silence.

i remember the sadness in your eyes.

i remember your real bafflement that no one, not even your close friends, believed what you said was how it was.

i don't know you personally, you don't know me at all, and perhaps never will. yet, i read what i think i read in your words and expressions and believe the way i wish to. on an instinct or maybe because i have watched you rapt for more than a year and a half and learned unconsciously to read your body language, whatever it is... i believe you.

and again, no idea why, but i believe in you.

barun sobti, i am just a phanngurl, or if you prefer, fangirl; in the larger scheme of things, i don't count.

but i do hope my wishes and those of all who have this extreme and absolute faith in you bring only good things to you.

we miss you, pretty much every day; at times as the minute ticks away and we realise, another month went by and no news of one film... or another. we miss your off screen very "barun" interviews... no spin, no posturing, just as you are... often goofy, always engaged... oh how we miss that engaged barun of sparkling eyes... and at times so deep and succinct.

we exchange our favourite barun interview stories. i for one will never forget your noreen khan interview, the first one; your thoughts on tom hanks's acting... you'd said he does some things which feel "undoable"... stuck in my head.

of course i recall a hundred other things you said or did, as can each and everyone who will bother to read this.

if you have never been a serious fan of anyone, it would always be hard to explain to you what we feel. i had never been a fan till you came along, and suddenly i didn't care how silly a 53 year old's behaviour might seem, i cared that i saw you acting.

it is impossible for me to explain how you change a day by doing your work the best you can. you add a dazzle, brightness, and often meaning to a moment. how? no idea. it happens. otherwise, trust me, many many many of us would not be here, after all these months... in these fickle days of less than 15 minutes of fame, you, a television actor, not some mega superstar of a big budget movie, remain so missed, so wanted, so terribly looked forward to.

we can't imagine our screens without you.

i know you thought this would not happen.

but it did.

because of one thing really... your incredible work... it excites... it reaches... it touches... it cuts across age and education and things called socio economic status, et., even the language barrier, and certainly all and every border.

and of course you are our HOTWA, in all caps.

(the lady who christened you that deserves some sort of award.)

now i am hoping madly that someone you know is reading this and will tell you with what excitement we wait for you, and hope... because you are worth every bit of it.

only one request, next time you take a shot which you know will go out to the fans, please will you look up, grin and give a "barun" thing to it.

please?

when all the stuff happened back then and you kept silent, taking it on the chin, charming all and being completely into the moment at spl... pink pants... remember? and that razor story? we still rofl about it; that's when you possibly showed off screen, that the power we saw onscreen was right in your fibre... way within.

and i was reminded of the first lines of my favourite poem, rudyard kipling's if...

if you can keep your head when all about you are losing their's and blaming it on you

here's looking forward to 2014 with you, barun sobti. so waiting to get knocked off my comfort zone once again. and then some more.

cheers, baby.

Originally posted by: indi52

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFo56jdXyMc&feature=youtu.be[/YOUTUBE]

i am astonished at what a show has gone and made me do. did i ever imagine when i heard of this strange thing called youtube where the world i am definitely not a part of "uplaods"? teehee, looks like my planet is confused and dashing into other people's universes. but what the.

heard this song a few days back. of course instantly fell for the words and thought of asr khushi, i liked the smooth pace and the dreamy singing. taking that as a sign, he he, i started making the video. no idea really what it would all lead to, but ha, while working on the thread, it struck me night before last... why, of course...

hope you enjoy the vm. my other favourite voice, atif aslam, who i think perfectly matches the feel and mood and time-spirit and "hit" of barun is here. the words feel so right.

i could not have made a single vm without the astonishing and immense kindness of katelyn. really, lady, i just feel so terribly touched by your generosity and the mad pagal things you do for people you've never even met... maybe someday we'll look at what all we really did get thanks to a good looking man, a crazy love story and a rather beautiful girl.

yesterday i sent you a moan about sound from singapore and in 20 minutes from the other side of the planet you had replied with a solution... i went to macmost and got the answers i needed... kya boloon ab.

in many ways we say i love you to those around us... i feel so, okay i shall use heavy word, blessed, to have felt this love right here. and madam wiwy trendsetter jelly maker, many thanks too. supriya actually broke my fear of edits, now you guys do this vm thing. lub you all.

the song is from a movie called ramaiya vastavaiya, i haven't seen it. but was very pleasantly surprised to read that a woman has written it... her name is priya pancha. shreya ghoshal and atif a sing, music is by sachin jigar. i am pretty unfamiliar with these names, other than the singers'.

this copyright thing bothers me... i do hope this is not considered uh huh in any way... because it is not meant to be.

i found a couple of translations on the net... it's hard to translate the song because of the emotion thing... i have modified something i found. though the word bairiyaa has a meaning, a sense and a "love", the smell of earth and skin in it, and a non urban texture, a "reach" emotionally which enemy just doesn't have...

here's the translation... cyn, kate... others... hope it helps.

re baandhe
it ties
(three times)

aise mohe baandhe
ties me in such a way


haan mohe baandhe wo nainon ki dor se
yes,he ties me with the thread of his eyes


hai yeh pyaar kaisa
what sort of love is thsi


is kaa raaz hai kya bol de
tell me what is its secret


keh bhi de...
do tell me...


kabhi sakun, kabhi laage bala hai
feels like peace at times, at times a problem this


kabhi duaa, kabhi laage halaa hai
at times a blessing, at times poison it seems like


nainon se ye kya ho chala hai
what' going on with these eyes


bariyan ho bairiyaa mujhe sataa na bairiya
enemy, o my enemy, don't trouble me o enemy



kaisi yeh peer jo raatein jaage
what is this pain that keeps me up at night


taaron ko chhantey re
and makes me count the stars


kaisi yeh peer jo raatein jaage
how is this pain that stays awake through nights


raatein jaage aur taaron ko chhaante re
stays awake and counts the stars


palkon ki dibiyon mein rehte
in the little boxes of eyelids


khwaab hai udne ko kehte
there is a dream that asks me to fly


haathon se chhuta chhuta chala hai jiya
my heart has slipped out of my hand


bairiya
o enemy


bairiyan o bairiya mujhe sataa na bairiya
enemy, o enemy do not trouble me o enemy


udne lagi hai khamoshi se baaton ki parchiyaan
shadows of words have begun to fly silently


udne lagi hai khamoshi se khamoshi se baaton ki parchhiyaan
shadows of words have begun to fly silently, in silence


hone lagi aadhi aadhay aankhon se hi kai baatein
many incomplete conversations do eyes make


sansein jalaaye ishq ki sardiyaan bairiyaa...
The breath is burnt by the winter/shivers of love, o enemy


bairiyan o bairiyaa mujhe sata na bairiya
enemy, o enemy, do not trouble me o enemy


bairiyan o bairiyaa mujhe sata na bairiya
enemy, o enemy, do not trouble me o enemy


kabhi duaa kabhi kabhi hala
at times blessing, at times poison


bairiyan o bairiya bairiya...
enemy, o enemy..