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Posted: 9 years ago

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Soha my lovely,

Too much joy revisiting the episode with you (though i had to take breaks to refer to the dictionary every once in a while😆). You have felt the goings on in Raizada land most wonderfully. My favorite of your many evocative tellings up there is Arnav being like a "stranded ship" that night, after the storm stilled down to an uncomfortable quiet.

But i love so many others too - your relating to Anjali's feelings, and to Naani's love, melts my heart, ladki...as do the gifs...uff the ones of them together on the staircase...i stared at that gorgeous cluster for a few minutes, drowned and got lost, and went headlong into reading the moment i resurfaced...only to melt and submerge again completely! I just loved the way he looked at her there...like you said, leaning on each other...articulating without having to verbalise anything. Perfectly perfect moment.

Your pause on Khushi being made the unfortunate victim here...can't tell you how mad it makes me...so true your saying that if not her, it could've been any other girl for the filthy man with filthier thoughts. And yet, she becomes the bearer of all that has gone wrong, for no fault of hers.. Reminds me of lyrics of utmost beauty, and gravity, from the movie "Amar Prem"..."kuchh reet jagat ki aisi hai, har ek subah ki shaam hui. Tu kaun hai, tera naam hai kya, Sita bhi yahan badnaam hui"...Aah! Speaks to all the Khushis of this world..and makes my heart heavy heavy.

But then we come to the raasta blocking beauty at the poolside and my heart is humming again...what a relationship defining moment...Uff, your gif, and uff the gaze faltering, the rosy hued blushing and the sweet smile glinting.. Saba's VM is sadly not playing for me abhi, but i have a song dedication of my own..."Mere maula, maula, mere maula, mann matwala kyun hua, hua re, mann maula maula...Kis taraf hai aasmaan, kis taraf zameen khabar nahin, Jab se aaya hai sanam, mujhko khud ki bhi khabar nahin", from Dostaana.

Thanks for this lovely middle of the day sapna, my sweet soha!

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Posted: 9 years ago

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just saw 292. i couldn't take my eyes off this actor. felt his part was written with empathy and the acting... what can i say. i just kept feeling a whole lot of things for arnav singh raizada. he had never ever meant to hurt his sister... never ever thought he would have to do what he did today. all his love, his need, all his man, his child, all his fluid deep vast emotions, all his vulnerability and all the roles he must play because he must, because he can. such completely honest acting... that you forget this is a show. i watched and just kept watching. will be back with a few thoughts.

episode 292

for a couple of seconds, asr paused with his forehead almost touching the door frame. he had just turned his sister's husband out of the house. and he had done it with his usual dominant powerful demeanour... laced with enough and more anger. one might have even thought there was an air of satisfaction about him as he threw shyam out.

but this really was the last thing he'd wanted to do.

the very last thing... for he knew how much it would hurt his sister. di... whom he loved with the most complete love... who had been there when the whole world had gone haywire... who was the only person he could call his immediate family... his one and only sibling, his elder sister, had she not been around, how would he have lived all these years. he who had lost all interest in his own happiness, who smiled when he saw di happy, who would do anything to make sure di was okay.

he had not been able to tolerate the unrepentant duplicity of his brother in law one night and had taken the terribly difficult step of going to her to tell her all. but things had taken a turn he had no control over and again choosing his sister's well being over all else, he had tolerated shyam... giving him a chance to change, to live happily with di. maybe arnav singh had a desperate hope in his heart that shyam would change. only for di.

he had even chosen to hurt and denigrate the woman he had just started feeling a powerful feeling for, only for di's sake. that is really what he believed.

but shyam did not change and today he did what he figured was the only thing he could.

though he knew who would be though most terribly affected. and if she was, how would he stay immune to it.

he was her brother, her caretaker, her pillar of strength, her mainstay. he took care of her with the most giving tender love. she loved him no less, she needed him even more... maybe he thought he could put his faith in that... even if he had to do the unthinkable. i said she needed him more, but really did arnav singh raizada need anjali any less? there is a way he says "khushi" and i always comment on that... but today again and again i heard the way he says "di"... a need in it, a demand, a love and ownership.

i felt for the young man standing there... as though taking a moment's much needed break, so he could turn around and face all he must... because he would, because to run away from his responsibilities was not something he did, because behind him, he knew stood his biggest responsibility slowly going to pieces.

when he turned around finally, a complete vulnerability and his first words...

"di, i'm sorry."

the music was interesting here, none of the usual loud dramatic stuff, instead sombre, low, unintrusive.

"jaanta hoon ki aapko bahut taqleef ho rahi hai"... i know, he said, that you are in great pain...

and then arnav singh made perhaps the mistake a more "canny" man would not have. asr is one of the cleanest most innocent characters in matters of emotion... the politics of relationship are of no interest to him... he loves or hates simply... absolutely; he says what he needs to, even if that means people get hurt at times.

"but i trust khushi," he said these words without playing any "clever" game or anything. just stated things the way he saw it.

he trusted her of course... between the night of the terrace and the day on the clifftop many miles had been travelled. he had come to feel an atoot vishwas in the girl who made him believe again. he was always capable of great love, now when i think, that night he married her was also because of love, a broken torn, battered love, that felt like nafrat, but love it was. and in it was also the love he felt for his sister.

but it was trust he had lost really, on another night when he was only fourteen. you couldn't trust this world...your own father could betray you... you have to fight on and fend off a world that is bedard, and for that you needed power and wealth... because no one could be trusted.

that trust returned to him with khushi...

besides, he also did know who shyam really was.

of course, what he told nani later about shyam and khushi he could have said here too, to buttress his case... but no... how could arnav singh talk about his wife in that manner in front of a roomful of people.

and anyway, he always liked getting straight to the point... even the night he had gone to speak to his sister, he did not haw and hum and prepare her much... he just went for it... jeeja ji is cheating on you, he reached the sentence pretty quickly into the conversation.

"mujhe poora yakeen hai ki khushi jo kah rahi hai, woh sab sach hai," i am convinced what khushi is saying is true.

anjali stood looking aghast, and then she began to sway... he ran... she was everything to him.

on teej, he had pelted to save a girl who meant nothing to him, or so he'd thought.

yet both these girls mean everything... they are life itself to this young man of twenty seven, who has really for the longest time never had a break.

i wonder where that energy comes from, can it be justified, given the terrible amount of trauma both he and khushi have gone through just a few hours ago, and for a couple of weeks before that, ever since airport, in fact? i guess a nervous wild energy stays in you when you go through so much, and you just keep tackling stuff till at last you get a break and let go.
not only is his mind and body alert, khushi can sense things too... she can feel its not going to end with only shock and grief of the entire family... she has seen the look on di's face and she senses this is all headed to hell.

there were two telling scenes in two different bedrooms after that. in one he was pushed away... in the other he was pulled closer.

both scenes were beautiful. both spoke of love... between men and women and between two siblings, children of the same mother. potent love... both equally valid and complete and essential. that you should have to choose between the two loves, is truly cruel. and life rarely passes up on such an opportunity.

perhaps in these scenes i found and felt again the power of the story of iss pyaar ko really.

if ipk were just a story of boy meets girl, boy hates girl, girl hates boy, then boy falls for girl, girl falls for boy and they live happily ever after, it would have been yet another mills and boon type love story, with plenty chemistry and a surfeit of dhakdhak. but little else. turn to episode 57 for first kiss, go to episode 98 for consummation, lovely. now scan channels to see where the next romance is starting.

but iss pyaar ko was never that. it was a story of deep beautiful love, of large, humongous powerful emotions, of human beings caught in the their crosscurrents, struggling, getting lashed, breaking but finally rising to overcome all odds. in this story of love, the man woman romance was as true and integral as the brother sister love. if the entire issue of anjali went missing, if we never felt asr's love for his sister and hers for him, would we have really experienced and understood the depth of asr and khushi's love? every conflict the brother sister love presented, tested and strengthened and nuanced the love of arnav singh and khushi kumari... and at the same time, it was his sister and her love for him that always kept the idea of a woman he would give his heart to in the forefront...

the story of iss pyaar ko is about a man and his two greatest loves at one level. it is a romance of course, but a romance that would feel empty without the love of the brother and sister... and also without the crazy give all love for family of a young innocent permanently afflicted by sanka girl.

this is a love story that has scale and depth and dares to enter many feelings, some inexplicable even, some perhaps not easy to condone, but there they are, exactly as in life... and that's why they murmur in us. one scene here reminding one of something somewhere else... connecting dots in places we didn't even know there were dots... a tale that stays and nourishes the heart...

she too by now has grown to love the sister of her husband almost as much as him. i have asked myself how that is even possible... but it can be... because when you love someone truly you know who they love with all their heart... and somewhere those others become part of your heart too... she genuinely did not want to hurt di. she cared for di... a woman who had always welcomed her, who was always good to her. even when she was really angry, she was always fair to her. and of course, as the story teller would write it, it would be anjali who'd welcome her into shantivan first and then do many things to make sure she kept coming over.

the day khushi had found out about shyam, she'd so wanted to tell the man by the poolside what had upset her, he had even guessed it was her fiance, but she couldn't bring herself to... because she knew how much he cared for his di... if his di's world fell to pieces, he would be hurt immeasurably.

today all of that and more is here in every moment of the scenes in the bedrooms.

he stood tense and waiting to get a chance to talk to his sister alone as she lay there looking wan and helpless. he had to explain to her, he had to make her feel better. he knew he had hurt her unbearably.

a clear signal that all was not well came as she denied him the first time by brushing his hand away.

he knew what that meant. so did his wife. he stepped back, a hurt he tried to contain on his face. his wife sensed it. i did too. but he tried again. when they were alone he told her, again in his simple way, no frills... every rakhi what he had promised to do, the time had come to do just that. his face showed a million emotions with understated expressions before he uttered shyam. the man who had gotten past him and inflicted pain on his two most loved people.

anjali heard without expression. he thought he could reach her. he so so so needed to... she was not only his elder sister, he not just her brother, somewhere the son in him had always needed a maternal place, and her lap had been the only place that offered him a vestige of that. he had clung to it the night before his mother's barsi, he had fallen on it when he thought he had lost his sister but she was alright, today, after days of suffering, of being alone, perhaps even of fearing he'll never see her again, and the terrible moments they had all gone through, he needed her, her lap. he wanted to bury his head there and reach her, let her reach him, soothe her, be soothed by her.

he sought her lap, resting his cheek against her hand.

for a moment it seemed as though all would be well. but then came the memories of a devoted husband to a loving, even besotted, wife. one who would not see the truth, who perhaps for many reasons, including her handicap, could not bring herself to see the harsh reality... her need to believe in a perfect picture of the ideal marriage which had been wrecked maybe when she realised the truth of her parents' marriage... whatever it was, she chose between two loves... something her brother could never bring himself to do.

and she turned away from the love that was true. clinging to the myth.

he denied him a second time: she drew her hand away... she who always stroked the cheek in her trademark style to show love.

then she denied him the third time with one single word... arnav.

oh the look in his eyes when she cut in and said that.

and then in a curious replay of a terrible scene from the night when everything went haywire, she caught hold of his hand and forced him to walk with her, and threw him out of the room. i found the scene surprisingly thrilling. felt real. anjali raizada asserting herself... saying enough!! in her way... there was a strong woman in her somewhere... i hoped some day that would ascend again. also it was such a di thing to do to a chhotey... elder sister i am, stop messing with me.

he had used his power one night, tonight someone else used hers over him. both nights it was all and only about love.

my heart felt many things as he cried out desperately... di, di... you can't do this to me... aap mujhe apne aap se alag nahin kar sakti aise... don't separate me from you...

i often feel his love and need and joy in the way he says khushi. but even the way he says di has so much in it, i am repeating mysel i know, but an entire tie gets established in just the utterance at times.

he begged her to not do this. she was impervious to him. she shut the door on his face as he had done on hers before... she said let me be alone. when she was implored not to, her voice rose to a hysterical pitch... terribly real.

he left frustrated, horror descending.

there was one difference though between the two bedroom sequences. here khushi was witness to every moment of it. growing more and more desperate, hurting... and feeling vulnerable. a young girl, full of innocence and generous love, did she ever think she would be in any way a cause of such a situation? of course, the cause was one man's filthy self... but unwittingly she had become the instrument that would bring home this shattering truth.

the last thing she had wanted to do was speak of shyam, rob di of her perfect world. yet she had had to to do just that... maybe only because the thought of her arnav ji being burnt alive did something to her... she just could not keep quiet any longer.

she too had to choose finally.

the same girl who had told asr that she kept quiet only to save his di's happiness... and who actually believed that... she had to today begin the storm she had fought hard to keep at bay.

again because of love.

she watched helpless as he walked away, that frenetic energy of his buzzing around him. she knew he was broken.

he reached his room and at last let go and sat down... alone. the loneliness of this huge character here. even now, even in this state, he is thinking of his sister... how much i have hurt her... i can't see di like this. no he can't. it kills him... and he can't really talk about such things, he is just not the talking and sharing kind... actually, our deepest emotions, can we really talk about them?

grateful to writers for understanding that in this episode. and to directors for letting the actors say it all often without a word.

in a beautiful cut away, nani and mami like a mini play. an entire relationship and its nuances got told as they sat together in this nightmare moment. then mami buried her face in her mother like ma in law's lap and her often acerbic sasuma, gently stroked her head. somewhere amid all the gussa and hum drum and bitching and cribbing of life, the business of making and becoming family gets done.

akash walked away from his wife, angry she had hidden such a big truth. she hoped he would understand. i would completely get akash's reaction if they had bothered to keep the character true, someone i could relate to. i really couldn't.

payal could have been a fabulous character, but again they had played with her insensitively. here at least she reminded me of the girl i had met way back.

nk walking around without saying much, again i got what they were trying to do, but something did not feel natural... it seemed contrived.

the slight rattle of china speaks of worlds crashing and shattering.
he stands alone... in anguish. she is behind him, feeling terrible, perhaps even feeling like an intruder, but she needs to reach him, know he is alright. she seems worried though, she knows her man is a loner by instinct, she does not want to upset him. maybe she feels a little guilty in her way though we all know she mustn't... she has no idea how to soothe him, how to make this terrible feeling go away. she needs to take care of him... and i get the feeling she needs him to hold her too.

he senses her presence, he turns around... and in his look just a surrender to every emotion i sense... it is her... and she is looking shaken... he first takes the tray out of her hand... why am i thinking of the morning when he had pretended he was not sick?

she looks at him for a second and then not wishing to force anything on him, turns away.

and his hand moves.

in a simple gesture a universe of need, of adhering... forever.

and arnav singh raizada steps into the other role he has accepted, no demanded, from life. that of khushi kumari gupta's husband. he is brother, he is husband, take either away from him and he is damaged, incomplete.

and she is so utterly his wife, today perhaps her primary role... yes, she is sister, daughter, daughter in law, but i sense, what defines her at this moment is being his wife.

and as man and woman, as primal beings, they are mates. just meant for each other. two parts that come together to create such a powerful bond, they become much greater than the sum of the parts. the yin and yang comes to mind.

humans are not monogamous creatures maybe, but somewhere deep down our instincts have always yearned for the ideal couple... from the dragon and the phoenix, to radha krishna, lakshmi narayan, ram sita, romeo and juliet, laila majnu... always one man, one woman... and an indestructible something between them. reality may be whatever it is, we seek this ideal.

and why am i thinking all this looking at a tv soap?

how much can you put into a pair of eyes. i stare at the two lovers...

why did i find the rabba ve jarring? it really was not needed... these two had become that song at this moment... and in his holding her hand and stopping her and in her holding his later to do just that a whole love story again... of a coming together of two people around a commitment called hamesha, of becoming what we call husband and wife.

she turned and looked at him, he at her, the moments ticked by, whatever needed to be said, was... she rushed and put her arms around him, unable to hold back any more, that little hint from him enough... relieved she was perhaps at him allowing her in. he hesitated for a second and then put his hand on her hair... i had a feeling it was to make her feel better.

this is arnav singh raizada, really, never ever turning away from his responsibility.

he carried her in his arms as he wanted to, liked to, as she wanted him to... trying to restore "normalcy" while he bled within and he knew she could not be at peace if he were not. he had tried to put his head on his sister's lap, hoping for peace... that was denied.

here, his mate waited for him to do whatever he needed to feel better. they had just been through the entire trauma of kidnap... now this.

he lay her on the bed and he would have left her there, but this time she stopped him. oh, i felt he so needed that love.

she tugged his hand gently and he came and sat by her. not a word they spoke right through... nothing was said between them since her asking him to trust her and him turning to shyam and giving his answer with a resounding slap... where was the need for words.

between them was history, was vishwas, and love... not of sweet romances but of epic poems. love that held. love that defied transience in a dimension essentially transient.

he sat and with tender fingers cut a familiar trail... pushing back strands of hair off her forehead, a simple signature of a feeling that had started on another tumultuous night in a building falling apart. a little gesture, of course it had to say everything.

and he looked at her... i can never find words to describe that look. it said love. it said i am always yours, it said jee nahin paaoonga... and it said i will be strong for you don't worry... this, while the person who was his entire world threw him out of her room.

khushi knew perhaps what many of us may find hard to accept, her arnav ji was incomplete really without his sister... he would not be able to bear the loss of his di... jee nahin paayega, no matter how hard he tried... even if she were there with him, even if she said he needed nothing else. she understood, because she was khushi... and she felt his heart. she knew more than anyone else, that her man of dimag was really all about his dil.

i had said to rhea this episode did not connect with me at many places... it did not. i found the spate of flashbacks of shyam in everyone's mind a bit to obvious and unnecessary... the music often felt too soppy. i felt there was too much of "arranging" of emotions, among the family members that is.

i missed something in sanaya's acting... a little more was needed i felt...

i enjoyed the polish with which the asr and di interaction was handled. and the entire feel of the khushi asr moments at the end.

what touched me and made me write all that were... barun sobti's acting and the whole essence of the story of ipk, which became so clearly evident once more.

interestingly it's always on turbulent nights that the story comes to us... guesthouse connected khushi and asr in an elemental way, terrace inextricably tied di to the story of arnav and khushi, tonight arnav knew both di and khushi were equally important to him and for the first time in his life he felt his sister banish him.

i must say daljeet was pretty good too. loved the way she closed her eyes and then removed her hand from below his cheek, well directed and acted.

wanted to leave here my exact thoughts as the rejection in a bedroom started.

as anjali turned her gaze on him, distant, unengaged, he had to close his eyes, in pain...

di mujhe aapse kuch baat karni hai... a younger brother, in a real difficult moment of life... no this is not a tv soap.

akele mein... the voice... vulnerable, alone, yet strong, because he must be that.

ji nani, main har sawal ka jawab doonga... such a terrible moment... tonight all questions he will answer, that night to save this love of his he had done what he had...

now he stands again before the questions, this time he has answers.

pehle main di se baat karna chahta hoon... please.

main aapko aur dukhi nahin dekh sakta tha... i had to think about you...whispers

he so needs her to say she gets it, she understands, maybe he knows she won't...

one of the saddest moments ever... even the visual space is sad.

aapke aur aapke hone wale bacche ke baare mein sochna pada, holding her hand head down...

i have promised to protect you... every raksha bandhan...

issi liye... face tenses, you know he is struggling with "shyam"...

shyam ko... ghar se nikalneke elava mere paas koi rasta nahin tha... i'm sorry.

he puts his head in his sister's lap looking for a little respite maybe, assurance, love...

but his sister is not with him any more, her thoughts are tied to shyam ji... the happiness she felt around him... who is to judge her.

...

and khushi came into anjali's thoughts, her accusations, the manghni thing, the slaps.

she closed her eyes and took a side... he was resting his cheek on her hand as he lay on her lap and she removed her hand.

hum akela rahna chahte hain hume akela chhor dijiye

di

arnav, hume... a look.

he just looked at her helplessly... di di di meri baat suniye di please meri aap mujhe apne se aalag nahin kar sakti d... maine jo kiya aap ke liya kiya, you can't do this...

he is a man of 27, not an older man.

fragile, heart full of his need and love... she threw him out of her room... anjali singh raizada could be tough when she wanted to be i recalled...

he had slammed the door on her face one night... now he stood outside... it was always for her... for her...

hume koi nahin chahiye... hume akele rahne dijiye...

he walked away.

i was happy to see what i wrote this time i had written many of those things in my crooner take straight after seeing the episode first time. in fewer words though he he. only thing, there i did not pick on nor talk about the essential nature of the brother sister love in this story of love. was more concerned with plot and action, did like the rabba ve though, and all the family scenes. not this round.

episode 292 from crooner 95 after shyam's ouster
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/113432682

Edited by indi52 - 9 years ago

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Originally posted by: Horizon

Rhea.. such moving write up... this is one of my.. if not my most fav episodes ..an episode that made me fall in love with IPK all over again... hands down...

And my thoughts flow in sync with yours all the way... beautiful rhea...

will start from that last underlined.. such important profound point you bring in.. yes he has always been a great son, grand son, bro, business man.. but today is the FIRST time he is being a good husband in its true sense.. giving his wife her much needs solace when she needed the most.. I want to hug you for that one... perfect!

This episode touched chord with me at many levels... just the other day I was telling indi some where how I forget he is 26 and reminded of that only when he sprints.. just like he does here when he sees Anjali faiting..

also, I was writing to sohara above, how I felt Anjali to be a compulsive dependent on Shyam not caring for any facts.. or how they ended up writing her..

that eye blink asr and Kh shared in Anjali's room, he gesturing her to leave that he will take care that he and Di will be fine.. that she shouldn't worry.. what all are there??

I made a post on this epi some time ago on the reruns, yes Barun was splendid ... his stance, grimace by that pool side, the way they mended each other... brilliant direction..

that last pic posted.. exactly their pose very very close to me.. how they just melted into each other... I don't know if this is direction or actor's improvisation.. but it is heavenly..

thank you much rhea.. hope your tears stopped...

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My arms are wide open to receive the hug indu di. am thrilled you like the write up. and all the moments you mentioned.. I do see we are in sync..

that gesture with his eyes.. such minute details they thought of perfectly.. and sometimes they messed this same thing completely.. maybe they suffered from split personality..

I remember your post on this episode and our discussions following that. this talkative girl has taught me silence.. what irony! and 26 only.. how come I am not nearly as responsible and perfect as this guy?

husband he is and will continue to be. I love the haq and tenderness but I will miss the wild one from here on. I just cant get enough of the immaculate brusque ASR from when we met him.

isn't that pose perfect? I didn't remember it from before.. but I watched and could not take my eyes off them. the way he angles her head, and the light grasp,.. how precious and delicate she is.. and even Sanaya's limbs. long graceful holding him with all the love in the world. Its frustrating we will never know what went behind each shot. I always enjoy off screens. maybe this mystery makes this even more surreal.

Thank you very very much di..

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293.. the man is in his waistcoat again.. if only I knew how to whistle..

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uff ye ukhra ukhra gussewala papad ka tukda.. scrumptious meal it would be if papad was like thee..

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and... drumroll... the bluetooth is back where it belongs..

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Episode 293

I had not thought it possible to improve on the look from 292. But Mr Raizada seems to love proving me wrong har bar.

A torn look.. Is it called so because it tears apart your heart when you look at it?

She succumbs to an uneasy sleep, her face resting on his hand. He bares himself in that look. Seeing her sleep he softly withdraws his hand from hers. I could get lost unravelling the mysteries in those tortured tempestuous eyes. What must go on in this 26 year old young man's mind... how i would love to find out..

A dejected solitary figure roaming empty dark halls has never looked this heart breaking.

He had wanted to keep his di safe and happy. Well her husband had turned out to not just be a lying deceitful cheat, but someone actually dangerous. The man had plotted a kidnap and murder dared to malign Khushi's character. ASR did the only thing he could. Throw Shyam out so he could not harm Anjali any further. But sometimes there is no correct answer. Di is hurting. And there does not seem like anything he can do to shield her from the pain.

His di lies curled up, broken, in nani's lap. Such a touching scene. A grand mother's lap is really one of the safest places in the world. A bereft granddaughter, her life in upheaval, would find some sleep in her nani's lap. To lose oneself in sleep when there is nothing to be gained by lying awake can be a welcome bliss. Nani's hushes chote and chote looks miserable.

Who told Barun to look this convincing when he is sad? And why isn't anyway offering their lap to let him sleep?

Nani does say everything will be fine and ask him to sleep. But I wish they had shown her to have more concern towards him. Somehow I got the feeling that she seems to take it for granted that he is the one to depend on and not the one who also needs a little more love.

Frankly I wish they had handled the Akash Payal scene better. Payal should have apologized for hiding the truth. Instead when he confronts her she says things like "us waqt halat kuch aise the..". I don't really remember any bad circumstance. Akash had fought against his mother to marry her. Though he had tried to hide it, but when it did come up, he had stood up for her on the question of her earlier broken marriage. Basically there did not seem any reason that she had not told him the truth. So she could atleast have apologized to him today. Instead she is shown to have a holier than thou attitude.

Alone he sits remembering a chirpy, slightly domineering di. The only one who remained unfazed by his anger, who reached through the hard exterior and even managed to bring out hints of smile. Not like the other vital person in his life, Khushi, who had not just reached inside but seeped through the cracks and managed to bind them together. Illuminating him from inside.

Still, di was the one who had been with him through everything. She had always been indulgent and even wise. His whole world. Their parents gone, they only had each other. The di who believed in love, the always smiling goodhearted di. The di who had spoken to him about this wondrous feeling called love. The di whose life has been ripped apart. Who refused to speak to him.

What a dark night it is. But there comes a soothing beam of moonlight. She rests on his shoulder, casting her gentle glow to ease his pain. There was always the danger that he might have withdrawn into his shell. But a hushed slightly scared Khushi I think reached out and beckoned him back. She does not know what to say to make it right. Perhaps she wishes she knew how to set things right, but she does know and lets him know, that come what may she is there for him. Sometimes that is more than enough.

When he looks at her the expression is oh so soft. Full of love for her and a wish to protect. I think he knows she still blames herself and so the added tenderness. That almost unimaginable piece of acting where his muscles losen as he reassures her with a tiny smile. He will be all right. She need not worry. Man and wife facing the troubled time together.

Telling moments play out. Anjali lies awake, numbed by the unthinkable. Khushi can't stand discord. Has to go to her room. Anjali feigns sleep. Already we get a hint of what course the show might be treading. The melodrama and self pity that will soon be in forefront.

Nani finally talks to chote. They have spent too long idolizing the son in law. It will be hard to accept the truth about him. I loved ASR's low tone but absolutely firm "Mere mann mein koi doubt nahi hai." Forthright and willing to explain.

And that look of repentance knowing he has wronged Khushi. That he was galat in not trusting her. And also galat in forcing her to marry him. Days later before the remarriage he will apologize to her, but he already knows and admits to his error in judgement. I have never seen a more self realized character on television that this. It often happens in regular shows where the male lead wrongly doubts the female lead and ends up apologizing who graciously forgives him. But breaking precedent, here his admitting that he is also fallible makes Arnav Singh Raizada flawless and an ideal to look upto. He was mistaken then, but now love has pushed away the fog of lies and deceit leaving a crystal clear realization behind. His Khushi, the one his heart longed for, has and always will be his.

Again I was a little unsettled by nani's reaction to the revelation. How come her focus is solely on Anjali? You know sometimes I feel however much we may declare to treat daughter-in-laws to be our daughters, somewhere in our blood, runs we end up creating a difference. Right only her pyari bachchi ka dil broke? No concern for the two people sitting right in front of her? She didn't once say it is good that Shyam was exposed. That it is better for Anjali to be rid of someone so vile. I had expected more from her. Even tells Khushi to stay clear of the grieving Anjali. As an idea it is sensible, but nani never spoke about how none of this is Khushi's fault.

Haye my papad ka tukda.. Please don't look look this utara utara.. The gruff ASR is for the world, for his di he will mouth childhood poetry with a flicker of the most gorgeous smile. And then when she does not respond, the compelling torn look again.. Am so frustrated right now with my limited vocabulary and inability to describe all that his facials muscles are accomplishing. And that voice modulation, expectant young boy. There is a truth is the acting that tugs at your gut. The one used to shouting orders and getting work done, can be beyond gentle.

So he just came back from the clutches of death. From being help a prisoner for weeks. He has no respite. His di is miserable and that makes him miserable and helpless. Yet the man is answering calls from office. Why does he have to be so damn earnest and responsible? Might be the work soothes him. Might be he is just used to functioning this way, taking care of everything and everyone that banks on him. Maybe that is what he has done all his life.

Remember the time preceding Payal's wedding when he had told di he had to go for a meeting, but would be back soon? Khushi and we didn't want him to go anywhere? And Khushi had listened. We were convinced it was for her that he had informed di his plans for the day. Well now he can tell Khushi directly.

That accent is back. And the bluetooth. The waistcoat for sure. Also a tum thik ho. And the poolside where Arnav and Khushi now stand as husband and wife, without even the slightest misunderstanding between them.

He is more in control, talking about matters he can handle. And though she looks a little detached, a slight mature responsible air to her since there is troubled times at home, there is nothing to fear really. Because... somewhere along the way.. as she worries for him (thanks to dear old HP) .. and he worries for di.. And she with wifely right tells him to have his medicine.. and like a darling husband he agrees.. they manage to come in each other's path.. Well they have always done that.. Since the very first stormy meeting.. Only this time it brings a smile on his face..

I am an absolute firm believer of this. And this might sound filmy or nave, but even if everything is going wrong as long as you and the one you love are together in it there is always room for a smile.

A few times fate set it up.. and then he took charge. Wherever he went he met her.. Even if she tried to doge him he was always right before her.

His lopsided grin appears.. that she misses for while .. Her loss I say.. Because every second of that smile is a sight to behold.. Yes am a little carried away right now you might as wall say.. He gauges her reaction and waits for the smile that is sure to come.. It does. her smile.. sweet and shy..

These last few minutes.. Why does he have to be this damn perfect? There is definitely something about Arnav Singh Raizada that comes right out of the best romance novels.. I just can't remain level headed and react like a proper audience of a mere TV show. Instead I blush and gush and get swept right off my feet. The world might be falling to pieces but he can't see the girl he loves sad.. No, he has to flirt a bit and bring the smile back on her face and practically force the twinkle to lodge firmly back in her eyes.

Quite a sad episode. Not the kind I usually would enjoy, and definitely not the kind that would make me want to spend a whole evening writing on it, but one actor with the sheer inspired acting he brings, just makes these 20 minutes extraordinary.

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Originally posted by: aarwen
Episode 293

I had not thought it possible to improve on the look from 292. But Mr Raizada seems to love proving me wrong har bar. this is a conspiracy to completely make ineffective all women everywhere i hope you have begun to understand that.

A torn look.. Is it called so because it tears apart your heart when you look at it?

She succumbs to an uneasy sleep, her face resting on his hand. He bares himself in that look. this actor understands love and i bet has been in love pretty deeply and seen plenty hell too. but many people have done that, how many can reach in, find the feeling and express it. i have not seen the episode yet, but i do remember that look. Seeing her sleep he softly withdraws his hand from hers. I could get lost unravelling the mysteries in those tortured tempestuous eyes. What must go on in this 26 year old young man's mind... how i would love to find out..

A dejected solitary figure roaming empty dark halls has never looked this heart breaking. his aimlessness was perfect, wasn't it... i have been to that feeling i felt.

He had wanted to keep his di safe and happy. Well her husband had turned out to not just be a lying deceitful cheat, but someone actually dangerous. The man had plotted a kidnap and murder dared to malign Khushi's character. ASR did the only thing he could. Throw Shyam out so he could not harm Anjali any further. But sometimes there is no correct answer. Di is hurting. And there does not seem like anything he can do to shield her from the pain. this complex web of feelings... one of the reasons i have realised ipk was as moving as it was. i have gone on about it in 292... the last thing he wanted to do was what he finally had to do and he knew it would hurt di... perhaps unbearably.

His di lies curled up, broken, in nani's lap. Such a touching scene. A grand mother's lap is really one of the safest places in the world. A bereft granddaughter, her life in upheaval, would find some sleep in her nani's lap. To lose oneself in sleep when there is nothing to be gained by lying awake can be a welcome bliss. Nani's hushes chote and chote looks miserable. well written and miserable is right.

Who told Barun to look this convincing when he is sad? And why isn't anyway offering their lap to let him sleep? great question... he is, even now, in this state... master of household, he takes care of everyone. we do this to very strong people i sometimes feel, forget they need a lap too.

Nani does say everything will be fine and ask him to sleep. But I wish they had shown her to have more concern towards him. Somehow I got the feeling that she seems to take it for granted that he is the one to depend on and not the one who also needs a little more love. true, but we love different people differently maybe? anjali is the beloved granddaughter, doted upon, perhaps more than usual because of her handicap... they are all used to fussing about her, he is loved by all too, but no one shows him that "laad" that tender sweet love, maybe because he doesn't even really want it... not in an expressed way... preferring to be tough and take on everything... maybe that is his way... if anyone could have been shown doing this whole taking care thing, i feel it could have been khushi... maybe not today. but at some point.

Frankly I wish they had handled the Akash Payal scene better. Payal should have apologized for hiding the truth. Instead when he confronts her she says things like "us waqt halat kuch aise the..". I don't really remember any bad circumstance. Akash had fought against his mother to marry her. Though he had tried to hide it, but when it did come up, he had stood up for her on the question of her earlier broken marriage. Basically there did not seem any reason that she had not told him the truth. So she could atleast have apologized to him today. Instead she is shown to have a holier than thou attitude. agree, bad writing about these two and actually this was an opportunity lost.

Alone he sits remembering a chirpy, slightly domineering di. The only one who remained unfazed by his anger, who reached through the hard exterior and even managed to bring out hints of smile. Not like the other vital person in his life, Khushi, who had not just reached inside but seeped through the cracks and managed to bind them together. Illuminating him from inside.

Still, di was the one who had been with him through everything. She had always been indulgent and even wise. His whole world. Their parents gone, they only had each other. The di who believed in love, the always smiling goodhearted di. The di who had spoken to him about this wondrous feeling called love. The di whose life has been ripped apart. Who refused to speak to him.

What a dark night it is. But there comes a soothing beam of moonlight. She rests on his shoulder, casting her gentle glow to ease his pain. There was always the danger that he might have withdrawn into his shell. But a hushed slightly scared Khushi I think reached out and beckoned him back. She does not know what to say to make it right. Perhaps she wishes she knew how to set things right, but she does know and lets him know, that come what may she is there for him. Sometimes that is more than enough. okay, sadly, this scene did nothing for me... especially the direction and the acting... i am a cold hearted jaded old lady.

When he looks at her the expression is oh so soft. Full of love for her and a wish to protect. I think he knows she still blames herself and so the added tenderness. That almost unimaginable piece of acting where his muscles losen as he reassures her with a tiny smile. He will be all right. She need not worry. Man and wife facing the troubled time together. yes, he did act terrifically well, wish i could feel this scene more.

Telling moments play out. Anjali lies awake, numbed by the unthinkable. Khushi can't stand discord. Has to go to her room. Anjali feigns sleep. Already we get a hint of what course the show might be treading. The melodrama and self pity that will soon be in forefront.

Nani finally talks to chote. They have spent too long idolizing the son in law. It will be hard to accept the truth about him. I loved ASR's low tone but absolutely firm "Mere mann mein koi doubt nahi hai." Forthright and willing to explain.

And that look of repentance knowing he has wronged Khushi. That he was galat in not trusting her. And also galat in forcing her to marry him. Days later before the remarriage he will apologize to her, but he already knows and admits to his error in judgement. I have never seen a more self realized character on television that this. It often happens in regular shows where the male lead wrongly doubts the female lead and ends up apologizing who graciously forgives him. But breaking precedent, here his admitting that he is also fallible makes Arnav Singh Raizada flawless and an ideal to look upto. yes yes yes and yes... he is nothing like our plastic tv heroes, neither in conception nor in acting. thesis worthy character. He was mistaken then, but now love has pushed away the fog of lies and deceit leaving a crystal clear realization behind. His Khushi, the one his heart longed for, has and always will be his.

Again I was a little unsettled by nani's reaction to the revelation. How come her focus is solely on Anjali? You know sometimes I feel however much we may declare to treat daughter-in-laws to be our daughters, somewhere in our blood, runs we end up creating a difference. Right only her pyari bachchi ka dil broke? No concern for the two people sitting right in front of her? She didn't once say it is good that Shyam was exposed. That it is better for Anjali to be rid of someone so vile. I had expected more from her. Even tells Khushi to stay clear of the grieving Anjali. As an idea it is sensible, but nani never spoke about how none of this is Khushi's fault.yes, her reaction was unnatural and the nani we know would have said something about khushi, asr and shyam. in fact in 292, she had stepped forward and tried to console khushi and mami had pulled her away... our writers are doing dr j mr h again.

Haye my papad ka tukda.. Please don't look look this utara utara.. The gruff ASR is for the world, for his di he will mouth childhood poetry with a flicker of the most gorgeous smile. i am presuming, you have written this to kill me. And then when she does not respond, the compelling torn look again.. Am so frustrated right now with my limited vocabulary and inability to describe all that his facials muscles are accomplishing. And that voice modulation, expectant young boy. There is a truth is the acting that tugs at your gut. har baar. The one used to shouting orders and getting work done, can be beyond gentle.

So he just came back from the clutches of death. From being help a prisoner for weeks. He has no respite. His di is miserable and that makes him miserable and helpless. Yet the man is answering calls from office. Why does he have to be so damn earnest and responsible? Might be the work soothes him. Might be he is just used to functioning this way, taking care of everything and everyone that banks on him. Maybe that is what he has done all his life.

Remember the time preceding Payal's wedding when he had told di he had to go for a meeting, but would be back soon? Khushi and we didn't want him to go anywhere? And Khushi had listened. We were convinced it was for her that he had informed di his plans for the day. Well now he can tell Khushi directly.

That accent is back. And the bluetooth. The waistcoat for sure. Also a tum thik ho. pop the champagne, unwrap the huge slab of cadbury's, bring o the nautchgirls, the nochless ones. And the poolside where Arnav and Khushi now stand as husband and wife, without even the slightest misunderstanding between them.

He is more in control, talking about matters he can handle. And though she looks a little detached, a slight mature responsible air to her since there is troubled times at home, there is nothing to fear really. Because... somewhere along the way.. as she worries for him (thanks to dear old HP) .. and he worries for di.. And she with wifely right tells him to have his medicine.. and like a darling husband he agrees.. they manage to come in each other's path.. Well they have always done that.. Since the very first stormy meeting.. Only this time it brings a smile on his face..

I am an absolute firm believer of this. And this might sound filmy or nave, but even if everything is going wrong as long as you and the one you love are together in it there is always room for a smile. yay, keep nautching. not just a smile, there's a poolside for a lopsided, deadly slant of slightly dragged down killer lips.

A few times fate set it up.. and then he took charge. Wherever he went he met her.. Even if she tried to doge him he was always right before her.

His lopsided grin appears.. that she misses for while .. Her loss I say.. Because every second of that smile is a sight to behold.. Yes am a little carried away right now you might as wall say.. He gauges her reaction and waits for the smile that is sure to come.. It does. her smile.. sweet and shy..

These last few minutes.. Why does he have to be this damn perfect? There is definitely something about Arnav Singh Raizada that comes right out of the best romance novels.. I just can't remain level headed and react like a proper audience haw but i am very proper shoper haan... of a mere TV show. Instead I blush and gush and get swept right off my feet. The world might be falling to pieces but he can't see the girl he loves sad.. No, he has to flirt a bit and bring the smile back on her face and practically force the twinkle to lodge firmly back in her eyes.

Quite a sad episode. Not the kind I usually would enjoy, and definitely not the kind that would make me want to spend a whole evening writing on it, but one actor with the sheer inspired acting he brings, just makes these 20 minutes extraordinary.

ah so the man got you this episode. i went nuts writing 292 only because of him. the man is lethal i am certain. telling myself, i will only write about papar a tukda and smile by poolside... please i hope i do just that... readers are going to raise money to disable my comp soon if i keep writing like this.

but yes, rhea, it is this fellow and that is why, we would not let anyone else play asr...

the episode felt cold to me, very cold... liked your take though.

did you get the feeling there's a frantic attempt to prettily arrange emotions?

i didn't like the writing of the papad ka tukda scene... but the brown suit man made it work.

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Episode 297

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZiVyzr6eUc[/YOUTUBE]

First Telecast Saturday, 14th July 2012

Full episode links

StarPlayerLink: http://www.startv.in/episodes/arnav-plans-a-surprise-for-khushis-birthday/34622

Dailymotion: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xzuhb1_iss-pyar-ko-kya-naam-doon-episode-297_shortfilms

Dailymotion with English subtitles : http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x11js6o_14-temmuz-2012-bolum-297-ingilizce-altyazili-maha_shortfilms

Thanks, Katelyn,for all the links.

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Originally posted by: sohara
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Gradually Khushi steps into a slumber, comforted by the reassuring warmth of Arnav's finger against her cheek. While Arnav gazes at her innocent face rendered almost angelic in repose, the leaden weight upon his heart gets heavier and heavier. Her face beholds a perfect mirror of tranquility. He slowly removes his hand from under her cheek and leaves the room.
Khushi actually didn't sleep, as soon as he removed his hand, she also opens her eyes. How can she sleep when her Arnavji is so much in pain!

Arnav comes out, Anjali's words are echoing in his ear drum,
Arnav, leave me alone."...her pain is piercing his heart severely and can't find succor.
He comes to Anjali's room to see and gets worried not to see her there. "where is di?" he checks nani's room and relieved to find her sleeping on nani's lap peacefully. Nani is lulling her beloved grand daughter, she gestures him not to worry.
Nani comes out with him after laying her down. She gave Anjali medicine, so she fell asleep. She is very anxious for whatever happened today, because of that Anjali got a deep shock. nani tells him to take rest as well.

Akash enters his room, looks livid. He is trying to be reticent with Payal. She asks him where did he go, she was worried. He replies sternly, that he went outside to spend some time alone. Payal tries to comfort him by holding his hand. She thinks, it's a bad phase is going on in their life and everything will be fine soon. Akash also knows this, but he doesn't want to be amiable to her, so he gets up. Payal asks him, why he is behaving like this? Akash reminds her the promise what she did with him just one day before their marriage; they promised not to keep a single secret from each other. Since then he has been fulfilling his promise, but she didn't. She kept such a big secret that now he just can't rely on her. Payal tries to make him understand the situation, what was different that time. But Akash is impervious, how can he believe her! His mind will be more doubtful now assuming what more secret she might keep from him! He accuses Payal for the unpleasant circumstance what happened today. If she would've told him before, then the situation would be different.
Again I'm saying, I really can't blame Akash for being so incorrigible and obstinate. It can not be easy for any husband to behave normally after hearing such a big secret. i agree... and if they had kept akash's character intact, it would have been nice to see this couple evolve too, just saw 68, the gentle, goofy, myopic akash was so so sweet, i wish they had not made him abrasive and stubble wala...

Arnav is fluttering inside the house like a stranded ship. stranded is a lovely word, he is... badly. His anxious face is devoid of all traces of sleep. His mind flits back to the snippets of all the sweet days of him and Anjali. How she used to poke him and also took care of him. He recalls how she became upset with him and left the house went to the mandir. When he cried telling her, whether she also leave him like his mom, she tried to make him understand that she will not leave him ever. The precious memories of their last raksha bandhan pervade his thought and so many more. Her words reverberates in his mind...we should live our life to the fullest, cause we don't know what is the last day of our lives. And we should never let go our beloved person from our lives.
Her mother like advice, care and love what made him sane till Khushi came to his life. well said, she was pivotal to his sense of well being... she was all he had when everything went. a key relationship, how would he function if that is not in place and he can't bear to see his di unhappy, just can't. barun was so good conveying this.

His mind swarms with the thought of Anjali what makes him melancholic.
When he was immersed in avalanche of memory, Khushi comes there and sit beside him on the stairs. She looks at him; her eyes swirling with emotions too deep for him, as if asking is he fine? She keeps her hand on his shoulder and Arnav also looks back at her with a thoughtful expression in his eyes and her luminescent eyes trying to read his somber expression. Without uttering a single word he replies her with an assuring twinkle . That beckon is supremely superfluous and her heart encompasses with fresh reservation. Time stood still as both stare at each other for some moment. Khushi lays down her head on his shoulder and Arnav keeps his hand on her hand what is encircling his arm, the silent gesture to comfort each other. leaning on each other, both stays there for some moment, as if they found solace in each other's proximity.

I don't know does soul mate exist in real world or not. But to see the silent communication and understanding between Arnav and Khsuhi, I can guess what soul mates are!

Anajli is sleeping in her room. Nani again comes to check her. Nnai is just too worried for her weak grand daughter. nanis are like mothers. My nanijaan also takes care of me so much when she used to visit us in the US or whenever I visit her in Pakistan. She told me once that grandchildren is no less lovable than own children.
Khushi also comes there. She came to talk to her, but seeing her asleep she feels good, that she is taking rest, what is necessary for her. She leaves the room and Anjali opens her eyes as soon as she left. She pretended to sleep, she was actually awake. how can she sleep after what happened to her! Her whole world has tumbled down, shattered completely. She hides her face. Her heart and soul are stricken by devastating pain that wracks her whole body. The pain of agonizing loss threatened to break down the wall of restraint that she had built around it since after the horrible incident of that night.
I felt a terrible pang in my heart for Anjali. She lost so much in her life. her parents died an unpleasant death when she was young, her marriage broke on the very day; their uncle threw them out from their house, whereas they used to live in profusion Another unfortunate thing is she had to live her life with a limp. Though Arnav loved her more than a brother and protected her like a father, and her nani's family also loved her immensely, but still deception from the husband whom she loves so much is not easy to accept. lovely meander through anjali's predicament... she is in such a bad place, poor girl.

Arnav is still sitting on the stairs, when Nani comes there along with Khushi. She wants s to talk to him.

Nani tells Arnav and Khushi, that she still can't understand what just happened today,
So many things happened and she is not aware of any! She speaks in agitated voice,
"Till today, what damadji did for the family, thought of the family's well being, took care of the family, but he actually deceived Anjali, by feigning all this!"
She can't believe this. They heard so much today, so many allegations from all sides, all are deranging her, what she will think, what she will decide! She is in quandary; there are mlange of doubt crackling in her mind's cauldron.
"But I don't have any doubt in my mind. Lots of thing about shyam, I already knew." Arnav says softly with his huskier tone.
"What are you saying?" Nanii is in disbelief.
"Since Akash got married, Since I've been married to Khushi." his look veers to Khushi with compassion, "Haa nani, since then I came to know what a filthy man he is."
He recalls the wedding night when he found Khushi in shyam's embrace. He continues that the biggest mistake of his life he made on that night by not trusting Khushi's words, but asked him instead. He says nani emphatically about Shyam's disdain for anjali and what his filthy thought about khushi, that he was crazy in love with her.
Nani is having difficulty to believe their beloved SIL's true face. Arnav casts his look down and says with remorse that he made the mistake by misunderstanding that Khushi was also with him. But it was all his misunderstanding.
"The mistakes were all shyam's. Till now what he had been doing was just to win our heart to deceive us."
Pause: By saying all this to nani he actually confessed his guilt to Khushi and indirectly apologized to her. That's why when later he directly begged sorry to her she didn't want him to apologize. Arnav's measured words; his positive and supportive gesture towards Khushi, above all his sensibility amused me. This is the real Arnav who was lost for some episodes. And I'm happy now he is back. Although I became mad at him again,, for saying Khushi why she came to his life. But I also forgave him as I know some times people say the word in the spur of the moment what they don't mean. awww, sohara, i wanted to hit him when he said those things, but i knew also they were a sure sign of how badly he loves her and needs her, ugh this love business, too complex.

Nani breaks down in tears for anjali, what she had to see! He broke her baby's heart.
Khushi dithers to see her in so much pain, she holds her, tries to comfort her. nani adds,
"She is physically here, but her heart is somewhere else. My baby literally died."
She starts to sob in pain again. Suddenly she gets afraid in anticipation, if it affects on her unborn baby! She will not be able to bear it.
"in this moment of family crisis we all have to take care of Anjali and for this we have to give her some time, whatever time is needed we have to give her."
She tells Khushi that her presence will remind her bad incident what happened to her. so it's better for Anjali if she stays away from her for some time. She feels bad to say all this to Khushi. Khushi is a very sensible girl, she understands the situation well. She says she will try to stay away from her. Nani caresses her face lovingly.
pause: I always say nani is a nemesis and a connoisseur as well. I absolutely agree with her, that Khushi's presence will bother Anjali, because it's bitter reality that Khushi is somehow responsible for what happened today. Albeit, if not Khushi, a characterless man like Shyam could be involved with anybody else. Unfortunately Khushi became the victim. This is such a weird sentiment of our Indian society that always women have to endure the wrath of any unpleasant circumstance. is any society ever really fair to women? yeah, shyam might have lusted after anyone, unfortunately it was khushi... and yeah, she would have to take into account all sorts of things which she really shouldn't have to. i did not agree with nani's request actually, i would have if she had clearly seen anjali reacting strangely to khushi and then suggested it. and i did not agree with asr for letting that pass... i wonder what i thought when i saw this the first time. they wrote it so we could get to anjali head off for an abortion after a visit by khushi... they wanted to create a fight between asr and khsuhi and this became that way.

A new morning arrived after a tumultuous day. In Anjali's room, she draws the curtain aside to welcome the sunny morning. But her face is pensive; she is not in her usual diaphanous expensive saree and jewelry. no bangles, did you notice? yes, a girl does sringar for her husband in our world, thankfully many girls have learned to deck up just like that, for themselves too, but anjali's personality is wrapped around one man now... poor girl. i thought the bangles was a lovely touch.
Arnav comes there with breakfast. there is a rueful expression on his face. To alleviate her gloomy mood, he starts to recite their childhood poem,
"Toffee se mithi hai
Imli se Khatti hai.
Khatti meethi hai humari kahani
Anjali di hai sabse sayani."

Anajli looks reluctant. But she actually is convulsing inwardly, so to control her agony she shuts her eyes.
Arnav says meekly that now her turn. But she is still reticent. So aAnav says her words,
'papar ka tukda,
Jaab dekho ukhda
dete hai apni di ko asoo mote mote.
woh hai gussewale humare chottey.
Anjali is still taciturn. Arnav can't bear her reticence any more, so he comes to her and gives her a morsel,
"di thoda sa khalo humare liye."
Anjali walks across him and sits down on her bed, tries to avoid him.
Arnav can't continue manaooing his sister as he has to leave to answer the phone, what always rings at the wrong moment.

Khushi comes in their room with Arnav's medicine. She is looking beautiful and glowing in love as Arnav returned after a long time and as her husband in true sense.
Already started doing wifey duty!
I just loved her to see as a caring wife. Arnav really needs this care now, because his mental and physical condition must not be good after facing so many turbulent events what happened in last 15 days.
By the poolside, Arnav is talking on the phone with his lawyer Roy. Khushi comes there and he says her that he needs to go to office for some time. He doesn't want to but he has to go as he needs to change the will a bit, some clarification is needed.
What change man! Last time he willed all his property to Anjali. This time shayad he thought to give some in Khushi's name.
He turns to Khushi and to see her anxious face he asks her is she alright? She says she is fine, but what about him? If he doesn't take care of him then how he will manage! He didn't take his medicine also. Arnav says, his di also didn't have breakfast yet.
pause:Very bad Arnav, don't forget you have diabetes, so you have to take food at the right time. Cum on, you are a pragmatic man, why you are becoming so Anjali like emotional Look at Khushi, when she is sad she eats more. 👏 👏 😆

Khushi tries to make him understand, If he doesn't take care of himself then how he will take care of anjali! HP told her that he didn't eat anything. She gives him medicine, until he is not taking his medicine, she will not let him go anywhere.
How can he say no to such caring order. He takes the medicine. Khushi wants to go now. But every times she goes Arnav blocks her way. Every step she takes, he also sways in that direction and also smiles mischievously. To see his mischief, her gaze falters a little and her cheek becomes a rosy hue as she blushes. A sweet smile glints on her face. Though he says sorry, but intentionally starts to flirt with her and she gets demur in coy. And smirks mischievously. me dead.

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5dv-vMoWShA[/YOUTUBE]
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hi sohara,

thanks for that refreshing sohara take on an episode that sort of did not do much for me... pertinent point about women in our world... what nonsense that she can't go near anjali. totally disagree.

lots of bak bak in blue... and please really, why si our man not eating... he should learn from his wife indeed. great scolding, dear girl.

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