Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha
Episode 262-263-264
The Will...On the move
Life without will power is nothing short of weakling which doesn't have a zest.These three episodes are showing will powers of people through their actions from their heart and mind to reach and to get their goal.Khushi got this card with "On the move" written on it..yes everyone is moving towards the goal of their life.Knew we could count on you to make sense of these episodes for us. I was so frustrated watching.
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I already mentioned the "Will" is the new born child which will be killed and that's why this will had no meaning but to provide the life to Arnav and Khushi's beliefs .."atoot Vishwas" which is coming along day by day being away from each other.
Shyam's will power getting to his destination can cut many routs from any where without caring anything else.He has hidden the "will" under the cradle which was covered with the white sheet .He did use this unborn to be in the RM making Anjali's shoes oily and she did slip but he saved her from the corner of the glass. He will do the same but that time he will kill the child in the process of coming back to RM...He is a heartless man who gets thrilled by the sight of papers, watches...meaning material which can make him rich...and powerful...The only thing took his Will to shake and rock back and forth like the cradle was Anjali, who calls him and diverts his attention...yes Anjali will be the one who will destroy his plans but it will be too late for her.
Pause here: Shyam's suspicion has been stirred , He begins to think over the actions of Khushi and become disturbed about Will papers ,rushes to check on em and discovers it to be safe for now...
My healthy dose moment>>>Poor HP seeing Mami calling phatti saree..Khushi Bitya..he had his hand on his heart...LOL haha when masala mama was talking about what he had overheard in 258 also i thought HP was so irritated with masala mama and hello hi bye bye mami
Symbolism and Connection:White sheet on the cradle..is the future indication of the death of this unborn.
In RM , there is one character who keeps the presence of mind like Arnav is the Lazy Mami,who just knows eating, resting and makeup karing but when the time comes her sharp will to investigate the matter is so brill that her actions speak louder and sharper just like her words.She called the hotel to find out about the last night call and Bingo..she was right on Target ...He didn't leave India and who knows English more than her..that voices are speaking Hindi not English or Scottish...Hello Hi Bye Bye... 🤣 She was not a mother to the concerned child but she is the whose hand is that fed a motherless child , It was her Sharp tongue that soothed his bruised heart...Today she has this will power of a mother to sooth these two kids...and also can console a wife in agony while her husband is away ...'Why fears when Mamij ijj here" very sweet thought Faiqa di. She was a bit too filmy for my liking about it but yes she was always specially attached to Arnav bitwa.
Pondering connected dots:Mamiji is a woman of golden heart whose mother instincts are always sharp in the case of Arnav and Anjali . She immediately leaves all the important things aside and willing to do whatever to find the Man whom she raised, with whom there is no connection of blood but only that of Heart !!..What a lovely way to show that there is nothing bigger than the relations of Heart !!! and Once Shashi also told Khushi the same ...
The moment which grabbed my attention is when Mamiji console Khushi in that footage room when she sees a young wife seeing her husband has been disappeared right in front of her own eyes while she was there outside waiting for his return.Mamiji's tearful eyes were just dusting her pains but that shows her golden heart right inside of a shrewd exterior.
The Golden Heart Maami comes to the picture when she gathers all of her jewelry when Khushi mentions the ransom... that wsa a nice connection to that scene where he bought the necklace for her. Regardless Arnav has never made her the most important lady in his life but HE is her son what an observation di! and all this gold which is her life and she can't live without seems nothing in front of that man who can go against anyone to buy anything what she likes... HE is priceless and far more precious to her than anything in this world..."Humre liye Arnav Bitwa ki Khushi se ziyada khuchu important nahi.." will come later but she always kept an eye for his comfort silently and He knows it...
Khushi's mind and attention is to focus on Shyam is brilliant...But Maamji is the one who gently stimulated her brain into the path where her mind would never have travelled ...and by connecting all the dots she made a definitive and conclusive statement that Arnavji was KIDNAPPED...!!! And now in Mamiji's words "What ijj motibj?? Sadly even we will never come to know exactly bhat ijj motibj 😆Pause here: Scorpion hand has made Arnav turn around indeed...Scorpion is a symbol of control, decisiveness , sex and short term passioned and that's why Scorpios share very short term relation with their mate and prefer to be alone interesting
"When the spirit of a man is decisive and firm, the space clears around him and others give him room~John Watson Foster~ 👏
Repentance and the pain was written on Arnav's visage when he was sitting there on that chair wishing to see one person only who he claimed to hate.He is a man who is always control of his feelings ...however much in pain because of misunderstanding and his heart tried many times to rule his mind but his "dimag" always won this battle.He wanted to love her , care for her, to be close to her yet he couldn't bring himself to.But today the Heart of the very same man has won over his mind by beating all the odds without caring any explanation or anything else as we are close to"I don't need anything Khushi..."
"If I could touch anything in the world right now, it would be your heart. I want to take that piece of you and keep it with me." ❤️ what a perfect quote
Jessica Verday,Arnav riles up from his stupor had been plunged by ASR , awakens to find in front of his eyes His Life , the doors of which has been opened to him, where he is awaited by the radiant face who he was longing for since from the beginning. Her eyes full of compassion and pain seeing him undergoing this trouble and agony are reflecting through her flowing tears. But non judgmental glittering love and care in her eyes was becoming the balm to his torment .His yearning for her touch shows by his extending his cheeks eagerly like a child knowing that he will find solace in her softest embrace which will cure him from all sufferings , which will heal him from all the wounds, which will open the doors of relief from his agony.
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His lights up as he thinks she is right in front of him ,finding bliss in her gentlest touch ,he raises his hand to touch her , feel her , to believe that she is there with him as always.His eyes still doesn't believe that she is there for real as he mutters,"Khushi...tum sach main ho?...mujhe laga main koi sapna dekh raha hoon..." ...but he gets shocked hearing her.."yeh sapna hi to hai Arnavji..."... He extends his hand , trying to bend forward to touch her , to feel her presence near him but he realizes that it is his illusion... he discovers that he still is bound by these ropes...ropes of ego , pride ,agony which are confined in other relations .His peace and happiness stands before him but he is still in that chasm where he is since his childhood.He crumbles as he looks around and then closes his eyes , only to open them to her last "nishani" her pom pom...a ticket of repentance...a source of lifeline , his hope , his will , his heart to survive , to revive for her soulmate...as at this point these soulmates are assimilating each other's virtues..
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Here starts his first step towards its regret and guilt ...He remembers all the time how she was showering her care and love regardless of his rudeness.His last meetng when she was stopping him on the airport, a time when he shattered the photo of her dreams , he remembers how he mistreated her , gave her pain and all of this is where his guilt seeps in.He doesn't know what future holds for him regardless he has confessed in that fear but his heart is saying these three words to her holding her "lums"...her part in his hands..."I am sorry" ...with the hint of reassurance holding her pom pom as he will seek forgiveness from himself for every pain and hurt he has caused her.But Khushi came as a guiding light to her who will save him before he gets drawn deeply into this whirlpool of guilt and darkness. I felt he has always had remorse for his actions di. Here when there is an uncertainty in everything and he knows how upset he left her it agonizes him even more than before. Just my thought.
Symbolism and connection:Shattered Glass and Shatterd Vidoe tape!!.. Both in a way are part of Khushi's life... In one , Khushi herself accidentally drops it while the other one Arnav deliberately breaks it ..The deceitful life in which she has shattered and tormented but her saying..."I'll correct it, repair it "..Yes, Khushi will correct it...she will be the healer for all deep buried wounds of him !!!...But also Khushi will forgive him as this dream is hinting towards it.She will also prove her innocence.That broken glass means as I said before , their suffocated life will get fresh air , a new beginning.
The energy which he grasped by her presence , her lums in his hand is powering his will every second with it.His spirit is getting a new meaning towards these bounding situations since from the beginning...he couldn't do much for saving his parents but he raised himself and his di by roaring his courage , making his ways"main apni kissmat khud likhta hoon..aur auor ki bhi" and that's exactly he did,..He raised the level of his life up to mark in a very early age where no one could touch him...He got defeated again that dreadful night and for the sake of his sister , he wrote the destiny of the very same girl by marrying her who he hated the most for losing his heart over once...but He couldn't write the destiny of this heart who never stopped loving her..."kitni koshish ki tum se nafrat karne ki par mere dil ne meri baat hi nahin sunni"
Pause here:Scorpion on Rocky dear, is a nice touch telling us who is actual Scorpion .This scorpion is behind Anjali , to kill the womb...again indication but also helps bringing Arnav and Khushi closer.
Roaring ,stern eyes along with rhythmic movement of his neck along with his BG score shivered the evil who is unaware of this man's will power.He is free by nature and by his spirit.He is out of all delusions , out of all binding forces and is ready to tackle all by facing the true reality under this guiding light "Khushi" who is giving him the reason of life...He is not bounded by only his sister's dreams which Khushi also had a glimpse which made her stopped not telling him the truth of Shyam..."di meri asli Duniya to aap ho..."...but she knows Anjali is his world and she will embrace him and his di together...on the other hand Anjali will remember these words of Chote and will do the opposite in her shattering life.."Chote tum kaise apni di ko bhool sakte ho.."
He is free of all Ropes as his life line Khushi ,a optimistic free spirit is also cutting the wires which cab be a reason of their separation [in Video room] and she is in full energy looking for clues against Shyam is some how connected to him providing him enough to rise again as Shyam is keeping him alive for the sake of Will...She follows him and finds him in an abandoned place talking to a man but gets caught in this process.Shyam some how gets succeeded in diverting her brain but she is not buying it...good girl.
Symbolism and connection: 8o'clock and &7:30
Means 8 and 10
8 represents order and balance in cosmic nature and 10 means completion , also represents God and holiness.
Meaning that as spiritually Arnav and Khushi are together and soon all forces will join em.Telepathy is around the corner after they will meet first before going apart again...
Again Shyam took out 5 Lakh...as is the free will for freedom..
POINTS TO PONDER:
Khushi takes off her Payal and bangles to avoid noisy mess...yes she is doing whatever to come out of this mess of her life for proving her innocence and she was after Shyam who is the reason of all...Second , Arnav gifted her bangles and his Mom's Kangan and her Payal is from her mother...It means just like before Mothers are trying their best to bring their kids together ..it also indicates their marriage in future...oh again such a sweet thought
If One side the things are getting heated then other side Akash and Payal's relation is getting heated too, Promises are getting broken and hearts are getting knotted...lovely writing
Episode 267
A lonely hut right in the middle of nowhere. Danger lurking close. A boy and girl in love. We have seen it all numerous times before, yet never quite like this. And once you have seen this, nothing shall ever come close to being as perfect as this is.
All they day long they had tried to lose the kidnappers from their trail. They had hugged in sheer bliss and in a complete surrender to love. Hiding from the bad guys, they had lain wrapped in each other's arms, trembling and terribly aware, not just of danger, but of a strange undeniable yearning. They had borne pain for the sake of each other. And now as evening thankfully descended they entered their own safe haven.
It was dark. She had always been afraid of the dark. She had told him that one night when inexplicable as it seemed she had poured out her secret fears and sacred beliefs in her sweet tearful words to him. ASR turns to walk away, meaning to find some way to shoo away what his Khushi fears. Instinctively her hand reaches out to him. She does not want him to be apart from her even for a minute. She is willing to stay in the dark as long as he is close. And he.. He seems to be thrown off balance much like the first hug. Things had calmed down a bit, but his Khushi still wanted to have him close.
With infinite tenderness he touches her shoulder and urges her to sit down. "Sit".. Oh the gruff voice.. "It's okayy Khushi" .. A gravelly whisper.. Relax. Breathe. He is near. But she isn't done panicking and he is oh so terribly male. Her protector. Has any other title ever given him this much pride and satisfaction in himself, I wonder? "main abhi aa jaunga..Just relax".. I catch a subtle slurring of words. Oh ASR is fatigued beyond words. Yet thrilled that he is wanted by her.
"Khushi listentme.. Apni aakhen band karo..abbbhi. apniaakhenbandkaro.." .. And though he tries to act calm I get a feeling even he is still wired up. The remnants of the andrenaline rush still pumping through his veins. Again his hand on her shoulder. Easy familiarity that they have as yet never shared before. And the sweetest lopsided smile breaking out. He has really never been this happy, has he? Where and why is the need to go anywhere when here is all that he needs. And apparently and wondrously she needs him too.
"Arnavji?.." He stands before her. I have no idea why that secret sure smile plays on those lips of his.. But the music as always predicts.. The beats escalate and the violin ascends to a higher octave.. A sense of breaking free reaches me already, even before my eyes get to see why. Now was time for magic.. A nudge of head. He wants her to look into the kalash. Is it not an auspicious symbol? To be filled with water, akshat(rice), mango leaves, perhaps a swastik intricately penciled on the outside. It is never only the ritual, but more so the sentiment that makes us one with god. And if so is the case, then as she tentatively opened the lid and peered inside, and as he expectantly waited for her reaction it must have been none other that devi maiyya casting in her light from inside. "Fireflies", he articulates with pride, perhaps compelled to say something. "Jugnu", she agrees, touched beyond words. I sigh.. These two ajeeb lovers and fireflies or jugnu.. since they can't even decide on the same name and still surely have never been in such harmony.. He sort of knew she would like it, but no way had he expected this vision. The firefly glittered and she gleamed. On her face, bathed in this divine light, a smile that could light up all the seven realms of the world. He smiles struck speechless in wonder.
The firefly's light almost flickers with the rhythm of a heartbeat. glows.. Dims.. Finally flutters away as they watch mesmerized. That day when the basket of flowers fell in Gupta House also momentarily he was chagrined, till she laughed and he joined in gleefully. Today as the last light of the firefly seemed to disperse in the darkness he again had a disappointed expression. Maybe he wanted the delighted smile to adorn her face forever. She is ready to reassure. Both taking care of each other. Both loving. From distraught to blissful takes but a few seconds in love.
She is aware of him first. His bleeding cut across the cheek. So much care as she dabs the cut with her dupatta. And then in tiptoes awareness again. Gives a gentle nudge for now. Too much of her feelings have been exposed in this meeting. If she moves back he follows her, hand moves to push back that irksome enticing lock of hair. He has all the right in the world now to caress her.
How special this night really is for them. Start of something new. Something wonderful. Something untold unexpressed, but timeless. A creamy milky white shoulder peeps out from under her torn kurta. His hand moves away. He can't touch her. His beautiful wife. Oh how much must he want to touch her.. Long to touch her.. To comfort her.. And because he desires her.. An exquisite uncomfortable moment. She reaches with her dupatta to cover herself.
It is time for us to intrude on an intimate moment. Truthfully there is no place else I would rather be tonight than in the shadows of that hut with these two lovers. He pulls the dupatta creating a divider between them. She has never changed with him in the same room. Who else can you be comfortable and feel safe enough to do such things with? His eyes already have a certain expression I find myself drowning in.
A cut to the scary kidnappers getting closer each second. Nice device by the creators I felt to make the moment even more precious. Sense of danger, somehow that makes you more alive.
He looks so tired. Intense eyes and a solemn expression as he waits for her to change. He has already removed his blue shirt and I sigh a little more as I realize we will see him in this same attire for quite some time to come. His eyes fall on her alluring silhouette as trustingly unaware she wraps the saree around herself. I envision a clueless ASR flood his plants as a fully dressed jhalli girl wears a saree carefully folding the shimmering golden crepe into pleats.
His quiet gaze darken a little. He tries to distract himself. Always extremely chivalrous around her in such matters. Except when the anger took over would he break her dori, twist her arm and pull her in. Even then I felt it was always because both entered into each others personal space like no one else where had. Both broke barriers and got carried away and behaved with a right nothing in words or the relation had given them. It was an inexplicable spark that had always been between them. Sometimes it singed, sometimes it brightened.
"tumhe kaise pata chala?" My heart seems to keep forgetting to beat tonight.. that dialogue delivery.. The fatigue.. The whisper.. The intimacy.. His wife is changing as he sits talking to her.. Aah the very important question.. How did she know? Shy and hesitating is she, as she tries to tell him why she could tell he was in musibat. "Aapne phone kiya aur.." And he for a second is conscious too. "Main wo.." .. "khushi I love you.." playing on both their minds. A rueful expression.. I burst out giggling.. Can't help it.. After all these two have been through.. After long back she ran and hugged him.. After he kissed her and she kissed him.. Yes it was only on the cheek.. After he married her.. After she said "baat aapki hai is liye farak padta hai.." After he said he loves her.. After she found him.. After they hugged and we all sobbed at how happy they were.. After all this how do you sit and peacefully talk about this thing called love? Divine conundrum... the makers understood so well..
And now it is time for him to get distracted. Inviting contours of a girl he is very attracted to.. I can feel him still.. His breathing hitch. He fiddles with the golden hay. Holding back. Trying hard to be a gentleman. Protect her from his own adoring eyes. The light of the lamp illuminates his face. He swallows, eyes dart in all different directions, longing to move towards her. I die a little each second seeing him burn up in desire for her.
Exerting control feels almost physically impossible. He gets up and I don't know why. He bends to dim the light of the lamp. How perfectly male he looks tonight. Rugged. Handsome. Beads of sweat shimmer off every visible surface. Why do I suddenly feel thirsty? His eyes an astonishing gold that shimmered in wicked temptation.
And there she stood as she drew the folds of the makeshift curtain away. How could he tear his gaze away from the temptress in virginal white with a dash of flaming red thrown in for good heated measure? He drinks in her beauty. I remember the very first rabba ve. I remember fairy lights. I remember teri meri. And then I yell and tell myself to focus on what is happening before me tonight.
And there we have it.. unapologetic unabashed carnal desire. And I have never ever seen it portrayed with such beauty and elegance. What could have been risque and would have made me cringe and shut up, instead makes we want to croon and swoon and delightedly duck under my quilt as my cheeks go aflame. Was I going to not try and write about it? Never. This I have to capture in my words.
She trembles under his unyielding gaze. For a second he looked almost dazed at the evocative vision before him.
I have heard enough to know there are body doubles and now sadly know enough to identify the wrong set of shoulders and not like it at all. But thankfully the right set of faces are also there. Demure, fragile and beautiful as only Sanaya can portray Khushi. What man can resist the woman he loves when she looks this way? She sees something exciting in his gaze. It makes her heart flutter. Lovely and shy she tries to gulp those unbidden thoughts that she has only once perhaps experienced before. Diwali when they could not have possibly taken things any further.
Today the physical expression of love would only enhance the connection of the soul. Thankfully their story is real enough so that they get a chance to feel and act on this desire. Inexperienced she takes those steps back. Drawing him in. He has seen enough, felt enough to know this was only fear of the unknown. She wanted him too. And he could not stop. Her silken black strands grasped in his hands. Drop dead gorgeous imagery for us to feast on..ughh.. Except for that irritating round stocky shoulder.. Did his starving lips come in contact with her delicate shapely neck?
Sweet tender piano notes as he sweeps her off her feet. His wife. How he wants to worship her...
Saiyaan..
Tu jo chu le pyaar se aaraam se marr jaun..
Aaja chandaa baahon mein tujh mein hi gum ho jaun main..
Tere naam mein kho jaun..
Though there are many reasons why a Sufi song is sung by a male voice in words of a female, tonight the one answer I find sublime is this. The man sings of how he yearns for his woman to love him. And the woman singing wants to be one with her man. And in this very unison the man and woman come together with the almighty eternal being. God.
Ye naram naram nasha hai bharta jaye..
Koi pyar ki ghunghatiya deta uthae..
Ab baawara hua mann, jag ho gaya hai roshan
Ye nayi nayi suhaagan, ho gayi hai teri jogan
With infinite care he places her gingerly on the hay. And she inexperienced in all this waits for him, trembling. They look gorgeous as the moonlight cast shadows and the flame of the lamp simmered. His sculpted arms. Her graceful body. Expected heaving breath and clenched eyes. She desires him too. There is no denying that he makes her feel all sorts of unbidden sensations. Purposeful he comes close. She rolls away. The dhak dhak perhaps too much to bear. Her very first time.
Koi prem ki pujaran mandir sajaye..
Heere moti main na chahu.. Main toh chahu sangam tera
Main na jana tu hi jaane
Main hun teri tu hai mera..
Instinctively his hand grasps her bare arm. The crimson blouse, exposed now, adds a heady contrast to otherwise earthy hues in the frame. He waits. Oh how beautiful and captivating it all looks. A man wanting, waiting, needing to love his woman. And flushed she looks up. She wanted to be loved by him too. Feel the love. Come undone. Come alive. What is in his gaze tonight? Convulsively he wants her. Frantic nervous expectancy in her. His hand unhurriedly travels across her slender back towards that hypnotizing knot.
A giddy sensation of spiraling out of control hits me. Oh Barun how do you look the way you do? Is it even possible to do what you do?
episode-261
khushi is taking care of her arnavji's garden, I think she is trying to get solace there. Her mind swarms with a chaotic mlange of conflicting and precarious thought. How she can find him, the thought daunts her. The detective agency is too expensive and she can't go to the police as well. But she is determined that she somehow will find him. This is her promise to him and to herself.
nani is mad at akash, for not keeping his promise to have dinner with Payal or moreover he is calling Payal in the office to bring a file. He even doesn't want the driver to get the file, because it's confidential nani is acerbated, chotey left but before leaving he made Akash exactly like him.
When Payal reaches office Akash tells her to wait as he has to work with this file. Payal becomes pensive when he says that he already had dinner. Suddenly the projector turns on and Akash's apology comes there along with their cute pics. an involuntary smile glints on he rface. Akash comes with some snacks. He apologizes to payal for being late. Now he got some food for her. He didn't get anything else in the canteen so late at night. Payal already brought food for him. And they enjoy a cute and unusual dinner at his office.
It's good that he at least tried to make her happy. Otherwise how he was behaving with Payal nowadays, it looked like his love is already finished for her.
In the breakfast table mami is inquiring everybody, where they went yesterday. Her suspicion is upon Khushi actually. After asking everybody she comes to her.
"Where are yourz phaitti saree?"
nani also remembers that she went to buy vegetables. She asks her did she get all the goods from the market?. khushi prevaricates the truth that she didn't find anything. mami catches her lie, how cum she got nothing from the market
Where did you wents?
Khushi lies that she went to azadnagar. Again mami catches her lie in front of everybody and says that she didn't go there, but went to chandi chawk market. All are flabbergasted to hear this, especially Shyam.
The flash back from yesterday's episodes plays. So it was mami who followed her. First time when I watched I thought Shyam or someone else. Khushi cowers in anticipation. mami tells everybody that she went to meet some prithvi. She was about to say prithvi detective agency, then Khushi snatches her word and says she went to prithvi khadi bhandar. She went there to buy something for Arnav. She wants to give him some gift when he will return. mami is getting ambiguous, why she is lying. khushi apologizes to nani for lying. She is ashamed of herself as well. nani feigns anger, but laughs out after a while. She is such a liberal nani in law. Anjali asks her then why she lied. When nani wanted to see what she bought, she tells her that she couldn't find anything good. Anjali tells her to take her next time, she will help her to select stuff for chottey.
Mami is livid, how Khushi was lying one after another. Khushi enters her room right then and confesses her guilt. She tells mami, her intuition about Arnav. That's why she went to a detective agency. mami doesn't ponder her suspicion and laughs instead. She thinks she is the trouble of Arnav's life, that's why he fled away from this trouble. khushi tries to make her understand that her suspicion is not wrong. She doesn't also want her to tell anybody at home. But mami doesn't believe her; rather she wants to tell everybody that she turned insane. khushi tries hard to make her understand that she is not mad but her intuition is right that Arnav is in danger. mami talked to him yesterday and he was fine, how she can believe her words! She jests her, did he tell her some other story?
"tumka koi aur i personal story bataiye kya?"
credit goes to the maker
How can Khushi say that he told her I love you and that was not normal for their relationship. His confession is the beckon of her suspicion. she tells her that her heart is saying that he is in danger. Something is not right with him.
Khushi shows mami Arnav's message and explains that if he went to Scotland, then why he messaged that he reached London and there were no flight went to Scotland on that day. Khushi tells her what AR employees told her. She asks her, still she thinks, there is no problem here? mami is in confusion now and she wants her to prove her point in 24 hours. khushi requests mami not to tell this to anybody. She can't take a risk with Anjali's health. mami warns her if she can't prove it in 24 hours she will pronounce her mad.
mami thinks to investigate this matter by herself, because Khushi already planted the seed of suspicion inside her. She asks Akash whether he talked to Arnav or not. akash says her that there won't be any network in Scotland to talk to him. I wonder how Akash believed this! In this modern era of cyber world, where the whole world became a global village, then how no network in Scotland!
mami tries Arnav's number to tell him to bring perfume for her. Akash roils, bhai went there for business meeting and she is troubling him with shopping list! but why mami didn't tell Akash about khushi's suspicion!
masala mama got mental asylum's number, whereas mami asked her to arrange the numbers of hotels in Scotland. mami berates him for that. masala says he herself told that Khushi turned mad, so he gathered mental hospital's number. mami is fed up with her crazy brother's gibberish talk. I think she should call those numbers and send her mad brother there.
She tries various hotels' number in Scotland, but doesn't get nay trace of him. how silly! she will call how many hotels in Scotland; or why the hotel will reveal her about their guest!
khushi is thinking how to find out where Arnav can be. She herself wants to do the detective's job now. She thinks to go to the airport to find out. She comes to the airport office and asks the officer for cc tv footage. But he is not ready to give her 4/5 days old footage. They normally send that to the basement of the main office. If she wants to see, she has to bring legal documents to get the permission. or moreover she is neither from army nor from police that they will show her the footage. He strongly refutes to help her.
After coming back from the airport office, khushi again tries Arnav's number several times. But she curses her, if his phone is not within his reach then how he will receive the phone! cause he is sure that he has been abducted by somebody.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1DGCrFHYPU
credit goes to Smitar
Rhea, that is one absolutely giddy write up as tantalizing as the moment it self!
Some of my most favs highlighted. That newness of the other being aware of one's feelings.. was portrayed incredibly well.. when she tends to his wound, when he stops noticing her torn dress.. there were lot of truly unbelievables for a cynic like me.. like the out of no where that most sensuous saree and BDs.. but his expressions more than made for all of them..
One thing to notice was when he asked kaise patha chala.. she says "aap ne fone kiya aur kaha ki" "fone" not her usual style phone.. a transformation.. a submission...she doesn't mind mind shedding "me" herself.. a one ness.. that now they are one.. at least how I interpreted as..
that "sit". "come" "shh" are all masterpieces.. years ago there used to be dramas on AIR, all india radio, not sure if it exists now, all the action was entirely through voices.. tyat in itself is an art that barun exuded in plenty..
Some trivia about the jugnu was was there were three fireflies in the Indian telecast and only one in the US that time but now I saw three in the reruns.. finally..
lovely bold take rhea..
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