A heady giddy rushing sensation of being swept off my feet tonight as she ran from afar and flung her arms around him. Are you Barun and Sanaya today? You seem to have permeated every essence of the two lovers tonight who have finally found their way back to each other after what seems like a struggle forever. lovely writing.
Soft notes of music had wafted in earlier.. He wondered how his wife knew he was in some danger. She knew because on the phone he had told her wo baat. Three simple words that made everything simple between them. brilliant He loves her. All this time all those faraq padta hai and all the faraq nai padta hai were simply this.. An expression of his love for her..
Rocky came in earlier and in his peculiarly authentic accent tried to force Khushi to eat. ASR frantically peeped from across the ventilator. His dear wife had come to rescue him and had even been hit trying to get to him. Now because of him some roadside scum was getting a chance to lay his filthy hands on her. He made an effort to remain silent hoping Rocky would leave. From across the opening he saw how frightened she was. Almost terrified she ran and then tried to hit back. She could not bear anyone laying even a finger on her. A long time ago when they were taking their first tentative steps in love, in Nainital someone had dared to make this foolish mistake. Hurt Khushi. And ASR had lost all semblance of control even then, all those days ago. Today he poured in every ounce of strength he possessed and additional reserves came from the deep sense of violation in him. Someone was hurting her, his wife, the woman he loved and had vowed to protect. He was outraged. With a violent nerve shattering roar he willed the grill to move and it had to give away. It was exceptionally painful to watch him this angry and in agony. it was and i thought barun did a brilliant job of expressing the emotions of asr in that state.
If in the very first episode the ASR music played when the ruthless millionaire partly avenged his di's and his childhood tears, today the same music plays as ASR annihilates Rocky. "How dare you?" .. On holi a random stranger had dared to dance close to his wife and even in his slightly intoxicated state, both from the bhang and happiness, ASR has shown territorial gussa. Then today there would be no stopping him. The man has fallen unconscious and a shaken ASR tries to get a grip on himself. The adrenaline rush that had kicked in slowly subsides and Barun manages to convey this man has been held in captivity for so long. The burst of energetic violence has left him drained out , but he is more worried about another.
"thik ho tum?" And she shakes her head in disagreement.. He blamed her of an affair with Shyam. He admitted that was the reason of the contract marriage. He refused to believe in her innocence. He went missing. He confessed his love for her. She came to know he was kidnapped and somehow miraculously thankfully she managed to find him. And now he had almost killed a man trying to protect her. Must be hurt himself too. Seeing him in front of her is not enough. She needs to feel him. Hold him close to her heart. The same heart that races whenever he is near her. If there was ever a question of why she gives an answer today. touch was everything at this point... beautiful... please see that off screen piece i have posted in the chat thread that speaks of lovers, distance, what they need... it was so moving... barun was so into this moment as i am sure was sanaya.
The world fades away. Time slows down while Arshi stand in the purest of embrace. And I use a word which is an amalgamation of Arnav and Khushi because am convinced what I just witnessed was the coming together of two souls in sheer bliss.
If he said I love you in words. If his actions right now shouted of his boundless love, how would she show her undying devotion towards her Arnavji? Whoever wrote this scene I will come run and hug you. Maybe even smother you with my tight grip in appreciation of the work of art that you have created and shared with us.
She comes hurtling towards him.. Minute details.. Her feet rising from the ground as she literally flew into his arms. Buries her face into the crook of his shoulder. And as he stills.. breathes in this joyous feeling. His arms raise to pull her against him. What seems a lifetime ago they had stood in a hospital corridor and she had hugged him when she had been completely broken. He had remained inert even though he longed to comfort her. Today all barriers are long gone. He can reassure her and also get all the reassurance he craves from her. After all this is their very first meeting after he has said.. Khushi I love you.. nainital and its aftermath, so much there... that hospital hug... always as much apart of this love as this one... lovely para, rhea and connections.
Had their first hug been in the rain on that night in the parking lot? It had felt like he had snatched her just in time from the clutches of death that day. Kept her safe perhaps for himself, so that he could come alive. All those times they thought they were moving away from each other destiny kept bringing them closer. A lovely happily melodious rendition of rabba ve plays along.. I may be wrong but I think it is the teri meri one playing.. Anger, hatred, denial, concern, care, desire all have been elements in their story.. yes... everything, all of it tells the whole story... that is why it feels so rich and well strung... so textured and true. So many moments to relive today. So many random scenes I remember today. This is the first time they have met after he has confessed his love for her to her. He has twirled her around and touched her as the music played. The have shared a dance. His very first dance, because he never did dance before. They have shared a kiss. Her very first kiss, who would have thought it would be with that laad governor who sent her heart reeling in dhak dhaks.
The sight leaves me speechless. Ecstatic, relieved, exhausted yet soaring, falling all at the very same instant. He is safe she gets to hold him. He is alive, she is close. When he must have feared life was at one of its worst and he had no way out, suddenly everything that he needed was right there in his very arms. At the very beginning of this journey when he least expected it she had landed into his arms. It is in minutes like these a man reaches a heightened level of happiness. Almost a sense of nirvana. His eyes closed, he smiles. What an aesthetic way the makers found to express love and one's surrender to it..
Danger threatens. Alert they grabbed each other's hand and as IS put it beautifully, the lovebirds flew out of their cage.
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