Blast from the Past Thread #25 Extn ** Khushi, I... ** P 119, Ep 274 - Page 21

Originally posted by: aarwen

Was bored.. so trying out edits..

Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

This is cute Rhea and so is your thought about your Hero..😊 on the ramp

Originally posted by: wiwy

That was really very cute R!👏 fantastic scenes slotted with wit!😃 He is not only a hero but the hero of heroes!⭐️ I think you did well to tell Khushi that and to learn from us Blasties! Humara dhyan to ek baar bhi nahi bhatakta!😉

Episode-252

Arnav's aircraft has flown away. Khushi is pensive; a lone tear glittering like a pearl escaped her eyes. But a touch on her shoulder makes her turn around in joy. She thinks it's Arnav. No it's the devil who deliberately procrastinated to come and now rubbing salt in her wound. He dissimulates that he is late because of the traffic. He knows very well that Arnav has left but feigns ignorance. He says her that he will tell Arnav everything when he will come back. His shenanigan embitters Khushi and makes her more despondent. So she walks away from him.

Shyam recollects how laxmi helped him to find the will paper. He was chasing Laxmi and Laxmi broke the plant pot, where Khushi hid the signed paper. Poor Khushi all her effort went in vain. I wonder why god helped the evil and caused suffering to innocent Khushi? On a lighter note I have to say that Laxmi betrayed her best friend Khushi for her boy friend Shyam.

shyam's exulting smile was making me spew. He is thinking that he won and got everything what Arnav possessed. But he doesn't know that sooner or later God always helps his beloved child.

While standing outside the airport, hoping the miracle to see Arnav, Khushi's visage glints with joy to hear the name Arnav, who is not her Arnavji, but a little boy, whose daddy was calling him. khushi became woebegone again with scorching pain, to feel that Arnavji has gone far far far away from her.

Babli concocted another dirty ploy against Payal. Anjali told Payal to keep her clothes in the cupboard of her room. It's really weird that the rich Raizada bahus are doing the job of servants. Anyway Babli and mami were playing hide and seek. When Babli meets Payal she asks her where she can hide. Though Payal told her to hide behind the door, she intentionally hid inside the cupboard. And before that she tells Payal to lock the cupboard after keeping the clothes. After a while mami gets scared not to find Babli anywhere. Apparently the whole house gets panicked and starts to rummage her all over the place. Suddenly the knock comes out from Anjali's room. And almost unconscious babli is found inside the cupboard. Akash also comes there right then. Babli's sense comes back; she tells everybody that as the door was locked she couldn't come outside. Akash scolds Payal for locking the cupboard door. Payal who couldn't anticipate that Babli could hide inside the cupboard, tries to clear her points. But Akash seems a bit inexorable nowadays, starts to rebuke her again for being careless, as there is a child in the house. Mami who is more relentless than Akash accuses Payal for being a child locker. Mai and her hinglish! Anjali now admonishes Akash to scold Payal. She thinks it's not her fault as she didn't know that Babli was inside the cupboard. Nani also tries to meliorate the situation tells Babli not to hide any such place and tells Payal to be careful. Akash takes the little devil to her room. Babli gives Payal a devilish smile before leaving. Payal becomes completely stupefied to see her look.

Forlorn khushi as enters in the dark room, a strong emotion breaks through the hovering cloud of gloom where her arnavji is not there. Her spirit sinks not to see him. A sudden deluge of enormous grief envelopes her heart, leaving it lurching painfully with a gentle melancholy in it's wake. The ambiance is already melancholic without his presence. She looks around, an absolute silence environs her. Her heart is completely broken and the sound of heart breaking, splintering into a million pieces is the loudest of them all. She turns on the light. She gets tensed to see Arnav's medicine. She thinks Arnav must've forgotten his medicine. She runs to Anjali to let her know. Anjali assures her that Arnav took his medicine which he keeps in his travel kit. She herself checked before he left. Khushi wants to call Arnav right then to confirm. Anjali reminds her that he must be in his flight and his phone must be switched off. Anjali taunts her, is it an excuse to talk with him? Or what she wants to say to him? Khushi breaks down at her query. She lies down on Anjali's lap and cries with all her pent up misery finding a release. Her heart is laden with so much pain that she needs someone to cry on. Or who could be the most perfect person rather than Anjali who is her Arnav's most beloved.

Copious tears are rolling down her cheeks in long, shining streaks. Slowly her raw emotions rise from the recess of her heart and she spurts out her feelings in front of Anjali. All the wounds are raw and bleeding today. She is so heart broken that she couldn't talk to him, he didn't listen to her words. She pleaded him so much to stay back, but he didn't. khushi stopped talking further. Anjali asks her why did she stop. She knows what Khushi wanted to say to Arnav and why she wanted to stop him. khushi becomes ambiguous and aghast at her words; whether she came to know about shyam or not. Anjali continues,

"In this matter, neither anybody can talk to him nor can stop him, cause chottey will do the thing what his heart says. If he would, he would've listened to me. but if he would've understood, he would understood long ago."

Khushi's tension is rising, what Anjali is talking about. Finally Anjali tells her that she she is talking about their mom's death anniversary.

"I told him so many times that by going far away on mama's birthday will not lessen the burden of his heart."

Khushi heaves a sigh of relief. Anjali asks her was this the thing she wanted to say to Arnav? khushi smiles in assent. Anjali tries to mollify Khushi, not to worry for him, he is fine. She sarcastically says again that if Arnav would've been there he sure would be surprised to see Anjali's demeanor, the person who worries so much giving solace to Khushi.

Khushi apologies to Anjali for giving her unnecessary tension. Anjali again tries to comfort her, that it's absolutely fine and she will not gonna tell it to anybody not even chottey that Khushi became so worried for him. Love the camaraderie between two sister in laws.

Khushi's heart constricts with excruciating pain again remembering Arnav. he took away her heart along with him. the sad rabba vey enters to depict her sorrow. Repercussion takes her to the recent events that made her life topsy turvy. Revelation of the reason of the contract marriage, how she had to come close to him while stitching the button of his shirt in their vulnerable state and then in the airport how she beseeched him to stay back. He also relented her, came outside to give her a chance to speak for the last time. But he left when Shyam didn't come there to tell the truth. Her heart constrict with abysmal pain again.

Khushi comes by the poolside to check the paper. But the pot is not there where she hid the paper. She tries to remember whether she hid it somewhere else or not. She clearly remembers that she sure hid it in the pot. She guesses that it must be Shyam who took the paper from the pot.

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRbgP3kDf68[/YOUTUBE]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRbgP3kDf68

credit goes to the maker

Originally posted by: sohara

Episode-252

Arnav's aircraft has flown away. Khushi is pensive; a lone tear glittering like a pearl escaped her eyes. But a touch on her shoulder makes her turn around in joy. She thinks it's Arnav. No it's the devil who deliberately procrastinated to come and now rubbing salt in her wound. He dissimulates that he is late because of the traffic. He knows very well that Arnav has left but feigns ignorance. He says her that he will tell Arnav everything when he will come back. His shenanigan embitters Khushi and makes her more despondent. So she walks away from him.

Shyam recollects how laxmi helped him to find the will paper. He was chasing Laxmi and Laxmi broke the plant pot, where Khushi hid the signed paper. Poor Khushi all her effort went in vain. I wonder why god helped the evil and caused suffering to innocent Khushi? On a lighter note I have to say that Laxmi betrayed her best friend Khushi for her boy friend Shyam.

shyam's exulting smile was making me spew. He is thinking that he won and got everything what Arnav possessed. But he doesn't know that sooner or later God always helps his beloved child.

While standing outside the airport, hoping the miracle to see Arnav, Khushi's visage glints with joy to hear the name Arnav, who is not her Arnavji, but a little boy, whose daddy was calling him. khushi became woebegone again with scorching pain, to feel that Arnavji has gone far far far away from her.

Babli concocted another dirty ploy against Payal. Anjali told Payal to keep her clothes in the cupboard of her room. It's really weird that the rich Raizada bahus are doing the job of servants. Anyway Babli and mami were playing hide and seek. When Babli meets Payal she asks her where she can hide. Though Payal told her to hide behind the door, she intentionally hid inside the cupboard. And before that she tells Payal to lock the cupboard after keeping the clothes. After a while mami gets scared not to find Babli anywhere. Apparently the whole house gets panicked and starts to rummage her all over the place. Suddenly the knock comes out from Anjali's room. And almost unconscious babli is found inside the cupboard. Akash also comes there right then. Babli's sense comes back; she tells everybody that as the door was locked she couldn't come outside. Akash scolds Payal for locking the cupboard door. Payal who couldn't anticipate that Babli could hide inside the cupboard, tries to clear her points. But Akash seems a bit inexorable nowadays, starts to rebuke her again for being careless, as there is a child in the house. Mami who is more relentless than Akash accuses Payal for being a child locker. Mai and her hinglish! Anjali now admonishes Akash to scold Payal. She thinks it's not her fault as she didn't know that Babli was inside the cupboard. Nani also tries to meliorate the situation tells Babli not to hide any such place and tells Payal to be careful. Akash takes the little devil to her room. Babli gives Payal a devilish smile before leaving. Payal becomes completely stupefied to see her look.

Forlorn khushi as enters in the dark room, a strong emotion breaks through the hovering cloud of gloom where her arnavji is not there. Her spirit sinks not to see him. A sudden deluge of enormous grief envelopes her heart, leaving it lurching painfully with a gentle melancholy in it's wake. The ambiance is already melancholic without his presence. She looks around, an absolute silence environs her. Her heart is completely broken and the sound of heart breaking, splintering into a million pieces is the loudest of them all. She turns on the light. She gets tensed to see Arnav's medicine. She thinks Arnav must've forgotten his medicine. She runs to Anjali to let her know. Anjali assures her that Arnav took his medicine which he keeps in his travel kit. She herself checked before he left. Khushi wants to call Arnav right then to confirm. Anjali reminds her that he must be in his flight and his phone must be switched off. Anjali taunts her, is it an excuse to talk with him? Or what she wants to say to him? Khushi breaks down at her query. She lies down on Anjali's lap and cries with all her pent up misery finding a release. Her heart is laden with so much pain that she needs someone to cry on. Or who could be the most perfect person rather than Anjali who is her Arnav's most beloved.

Copious tears are rolling down her cheeks in long, shining streaks. Slowly her raw emotions rise from the recess of her heart and she spurts out her feelings in front of Anjali. All the wounds are raw and bleeding today. She is so heart broken that she couldn't talk to him, he didn't listen to her words. She pleaded him so much to stay back, but he didn't. khushi stopped talking further. Anjali asks her why did she stop. She knows what Khushi wanted to say to Arnav and why she wanted to stop him. khushi becomes ambiguous and aghast at her words; whether she came to know about shyam or not. Anjali continues,

"In this matter, neither anybody can talk to him nor can stop him, cause chottey will do the thing what his heart says. If he would, he would've listened to me. but if he would've understood, he would understood long ago."

Khushi's tension is rising, what Anjali is talking about. Finally Anjali tells her that she she is talking about their mom's death anniversary.

"I told him so many times that by going far away on mama's birthday will not lessen the burden of his heart."

Khushi heaves a sigh of relief. Anjali asks her was this the thing she wanted to say to Arnav? khushi smiles in assent. Anjali tries to mollify Khushi, not to worry for him, he is fine. She sarcastically says again that if Arnav would've been there he sure would be surprised to see Anjali's demeanor, the person who worries so much giving solace to Khushi.

Khushi apologies to Anjali for giving her unnecessary tension. Anjali again tries to comfort her, that it's absolutely fine and she will not gonna tell it to anybody not even chottey that Khushi became so worried for him. Love the camaraderie between two sister in laws.

Khushi's heart constricts with excruciating pain again remembering Arnav. he took away her heart along with him. the sad rabba vey enters to depict her sorrow. Repercussion takes her to the recent events that made her life topsy turvy. Revelation of the reason of the contract marriage, how she had to come close to him while stitching the button of his shirt in their vulnerable state and then in the airport how she beseeched him to stay back. He also relented her, came outside to give her a chance to speak for the last time. But he left when Shyam didn't come there to tell the truth. Her heart constrict with abysmal pain again.

Khushi comes by the poolside to check the paper. But the pot is not there where she hid the paper. She tries to remember whether she hid it somewhere else or not. She clearly remembers that she sure hid it in the pot. She guesses that it must be Shyam who took the paper from the pot.

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRbgP3kDf68[/YOUTUBE]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRbgP3kDf68

credit goes to the maker

Originally posted by: sohara

Episode-252

I almost finished highlighting commentint and then lost it all. So only commenting now. 😕

Your empathy with the sad Khushi was a touching read Sohara. Really I felt so bad for her when she lost the papers. Though why couldn't she hide it in a better place I don't know. Any why is Lakshmiji Shyam's girlfriend am very curious? Sanaya looked so forlorn and lost which added to the wretched feeling.

haha.. Enjoyed your description of the Babli Aakash parts. hello hi bye bye..

Apparently the whole house gets panicked and starts to rummage her all over the place... But Akash seems a bit inexorable nowadays ... 🤣

Originally posted by: aarwen

Episode 258

As everyone crowds around the expectant mother, as everyone has a nervous breakdown, as everyone watching on the other side of the screen slowly loses hope of seeing their favourite person on screen even today, the phone rings. Moments before there was utter chaos as Anjali collapsed in anxiety. Naniji had only seconds before shed tears. It was turning out to be an awful day in the Raizada mansion. The news that he hadn't reached London had caused everyone to go crazy with worry. And then just as the Police is mentioned the phone rings...

Are the writers just teasing us? Was it a completely worthless call and all the buildup for nothing. The promos had said he was kidnapped, so was it a call for ransom? As we and everyone in that room listened with bated breaths Anjali confirmed it was chote at the other end. Would we get to see him? Hear him? I waited expectantly. Though not as expectantly as his wife.

Atlast he is on screen before me. He looks tired. Weary. The hair is not gelled. There is a stubble. A dark background close shot and that is enough to light up the screen before me. He is here.

Di scolds him lovingly and he bows his head. A sober expression on his face and a ready sorry on his lips. He knows she must be worrying. He is in Scotland and not London. But she has to confirm one more time. Such a natural thing to do when you are worried about someone. Ask him one more time if is he really is okay. He responds with a slight exasperated air. The ASR accent, I have so missed mentioning in my takes, falls on my delighted ears. And finally he swallows. All the emotions he must feel at this minute but cannot express.

Now Nani takes the phone. He can hear her anxious voice. The strong lady who taught him so much, who took care of him, in tears because she worries for him. His expressions close in a little more. What agony does it hide? No smart answer this time, no brushing away. Her grandson wants to assure her that is all.

Through all this stands his wife listening. hanging on to each word like her very life dependen on it. And in ways that matter, her life did depend on it. He is there on the phone talking to others. Maybe she can start to breathe after all.

As mami takes the phone the sad tune of the ASR with his family, almost prayer like song, plays. Dear mamiji prattles on and a tired face breaks into that gorgeous lopsided smile. He does feel normal talking to her. Yes she was also very worried, but she is also very mamiji and has to talk about gifts and shopping. With every right that he has let her have on him, she can demand that her nephew bring her and her brother gifts from the foreign land. Everyone smiling through the tears. Relief washing over now that they think their dear one is safe.

Only the wife remains jittery. It was such an ordeal not to know where he was. Plus he left after those awful fights. She wants to believe everything is fine now, but something tells her otherwise. "bas pata chal jata hai".. That he is around somewhere close.. Same way perhaps part of her knows he is jeopardy..

Aakash takes the phone and a mature business like brotherly conversation follows. Now almost back to normal before he realizes he has to hang up the call soon.

"Aur di ka aur".. And his lips quiver as they try and form the words.. What outstanding acting.. I could see Arnav pucker his lips.. "kh" ..soundless, struggling with the intensity of emotions he feels for her.. Making it impossible to remain impassioned while saying her name out loud..

"Achcha bhai Khushiji se baat kijiye".. Both had not said they want to talk to each other.. Yet they were destined to talk today.. He remains absolutely still.. Hardly daring to breathe.. And she straining, expectant ,hesitant.. Rabba ve serenades us as we near that magical moment.. Already the spell has start to cast..

Ami mentioned this in her take. I had also felt it months ago in my first watch too.. She moves away from the family. His wife, she can talk to him alone. Their private little world. And in it are only two people. Him and her. Heaving breath. Avalanche of feelings in her. And his face so different from the sharp well kept ASR look. Raw. Human. Heavenly.

He knows she is there. That movement of his adam's apple.. "khushi?".. A lingering question in the air.. Which kicks off a storm in her.. His voice husky.. And I think this is the first time in any of my reviews I have used this adjective, but have to today. Tinkling delicate melodious piano notes. She grasps the phone in both hands. She wants him near her. Wants to hold him. Longs to reach out to him.

What does one say at a time like this? Can words be ever enough at a time like this? Her tears can no longer be stopped.. He knows the state she is in.. Her tears have always affected him as he later confesses. Today it is time for a different confession.. Again the "khh".. It aches to take her name. He needs to be strong for her. "Main thik hun, okah".. She breaks down some more.. Can no longer contain those tears.. His fingers curled lovingly around his phone and her hands clutch tightly onto the phone she holds. This time he definitely breaks too. His head bent, eyes lowered. How can he make it right for her? He can't leave her in this state. Time is running out for him. There is so much he wants to say. "Just stop".. A little strictness.. Exquisite.. She cries.. Pearls fall from those eyes.. Streaking across that beautiful striken face.. Another hindi word.. "bilakhna".. A romantic sob, if I have to translate.. Her body shakes, she feels so much, but there is no outlet.. Mere acting?

"Khushi main".. That assymetrical lip, how it moves.. Does a dance of its own.. Unspoken words.. I hang onto the edge of my seat, my heart heavy.. What is it he wants to say? Why is he in this state? Is it only because he left after those harsh words ? Is it because she is crying this way? There is something else going on here. But what?

Now she waits.. Again that mehsoos. Maybe her heart knows he is trying to tell her something.. He jerks his head.. Perhaps a little impatient, exasperated.. He has never been this unsure.. And yet so absolutely sure.. "Khushi main tum.se".. The sentences that don't complete.."Farak parta hai dammit kyunki..." .. She pursed her lips choking back more tears threatening to overwhelm her completely. Again holding on to that phone. If only he were close. If only she could hold him as close. The state of incertitude conveyed so well by Barun that your heart beats in the same rhythm as his.. And then echoing in those winds.. As his face reaches serenity.. And a quiet certainty.. "Khushi I love you".. Her startled lovely eyes.. And his face finally almost relaxed.. A smile hidden somewhere.. He is relieved. He has said it. She knows now. He admitted it out loud. Yes he loves her... The solitary tear makes its lone journey down her cheek as it had months before when they both didn't know what was happening to them.. Between them..

Today they know. He has just said it. Khushi I love you.. An indescribable feeling of utmost sadness etched on his face.. He has just confessed his love. She is crying, he needed to tell her. For her sake. For his sake. And now his face gets taut again.. He has to go. This is all he can give her and himself, right now. He looks so forlorn.. Lost.. Ready for some battle.. It breaks my heart to see him this way..

An I love you like I have never seen before. No grand gestures. No flowery words. Not even in the same frame. Yet so utterly magically impossibly beautiful. Such a touching confessions that it overwhelms me. Makes me smile and cry at the same time. No matter how many times I watch it, it never fails to touch me. I want to put on my earphones so that the experience is just mine.. A private heaven.. The voice of the man as he says those simple words ringing in my ears. He has told her he loves her.. Nothing else matters.. "kisi aur chiz ka koi matlab nahi"..

What they managed to do in one scene is pricelss..timeless.. thank you for giving me something that make me feel this way.. a truest emotion.. of love..

General observations before I reached the only place that mattered..

The episode was so sweet inspite of the weird outfit they made Khushi wear. Are we supposed to remember the Delhi autorickshaw comment seeing the green and yellow?

Initially since I didn't remember how Khushi breaks the news of the phone call she received I wasn't happy that she did not immediately tell the family members about the call she received from london. If she was worried about di and nani she could have told Aakash. There is a suspenseful plot here by the creators to never give anything important to Aakash till of course they make him hand over that phone to Khushiji.

Did anyone notice that even HP was irritated with the delicate brainwa mamiji's birather.. "ye kya bol re hain?" . We understand your plight HP. You were used to Asr's shouting yelling get outting what theing and then Masala mama. Lesser men than you would have handed in that resignation right then itself. But then like us maybe you are putting up with everything knowing that the man of the house will return soon.

Lots of melodrama but I thought nice body language by Anjali as the worried sister. Her shoulders drooped as she dialed chote's number. She can lovingly boss over him, force him to temples, but in reality is completely dependent on him.

Naniji in tears. The tough matriarch but so soft where her loved ones are concerned. This character was really nice. How she handled dadi later.. Amazingly well done.

Aakash was actually very like his bhai like calm, sensible not adding to the tension as he took di inside. In fact I was remembering Sohara and Indu say they thought he could be the kidnapper. Very possible at this instant..

Hey devi maiyya I am an idiot.. That man who called Khushi was Aman? Shows how much attention I am paying in these episodes.

Just before the phone call came did you notice Shyam left the room? Should have been the sign for us.

Originally posted by: Horizon

Beautiful capture of the episode Rhea, into every one's mind and gestures. That reading into the heart break of either of them during that phone call was touching. It was indeed pleasure watching him after what seemed like a long time those days.. but his state was painful to watch...he indeed confessed for both him self and her.. something buried deep inside of him ever since that great implosion at the terrace.. and some thing she needed to hear dearly to reassure herself .. to regroup herself.. otherwise she wasn't just khushi with pouring her worries to everyone around..
loved that insight on part of the directors how he started off in Hindi.. mei tumse.. he may wanted to say it sweet, native in her stylr.. to sooth her.. but he can not.. ..he has to be just himself.. while he verbalizes the fire like truth inside of him..
Again as ami said, these two were perhaps on phone with some one on the sets, but how they didn't speak just with themselves but essentially spoke with thousands of eyes on them that moment..