Blast from the Past Thread #28 ~*~Purane moments@300~*~ P 140 Epi 330

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Crazy4IPK

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Posted: 11 years ago

#61

Supi's edit is always unique.

But who thought of the name purane moments!

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Crazy4IPK

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Posted: 11 years ago

#62

300 episodes already. unbelievable, someone might say. or maybe rush off to make jalebis in a frenzy, hey dm. but really, when we started out with episode one, this day had looked pretty far away. in between, when we started playing around with the frequency of posting episodes, this might have seemed a point really far in the distance, years away. and now suddenly it's here. a simple number that says, three quarters of blast from the past is done. where are we, i wonder, on that trek of ours? maybe as far as asr and khushi were from nainital, you think? and that was episodes 93 or so till 99, towards the end of the the first quarter of blast. i am suddenly sad. the beautiful days of a man madly in love with his wife, wooing her back after upsetting the hell out of her is merrily on. asr and his gussa pyaar, khushi and her won't give in though i love you thing. he is excruciatingly hot, she rather lovely to look at despite the trademark tent suits and "bump" on head hair style... can one imagine anyone looking even halfway human in that pink blue velvet horror story she had to wear on her birthday. poor sanaya irani, the price of being naturally slim tall and elegant looking is you get dumped with the worst wardrobe on earth. she actually managed to make khushi's initial multi hued churidars look almost cool. asr as the man who wants to be her "pati" and insists she take her "haq" is coming up... i'll pretend we have 300 more episodes of ipk left and dadi will never come. yes, that sounds good, that's what i'll do... now i am off to make jalebi, have fun.

I have been in sorrow since November 30, 2012. The blast thread sure gave me a chance to make myself happy. And your sad note making me gloomy now. Can we continue this thread after finishing all the episodes? I can watch IPK everyday, but sharing the thought and discussing on each and every single trivial issue is also very important you know, it's the nourishment of my soul. After all it's IPK and Arnav-Khushi.

I didn't contribute to make the first page of each thread so beautiful as some of you guys are doing with such devotion. I really admire your effort.

Hats off for making the BFTP thread bang on, hamesha.

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DurgaS

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Posted: 11 years ago

#63

Hello everyone. Glad to see the main page is loved by one and all. The title 'Purane moments' was suggested by Faiqa.

Thanks for loving my opening poem. I am yet to read all posts. Meanwhile, wanted to explain something. Saam, daam, dand, bhed, these words which I used in the poem, might not be known to all. These are used when one wants to get a task done in any which way. Here's what I got from wiki.

Chanakya's Principles of Diplomacy

Chanakya was an Indian teacher, philosopher, and royal advisor.

To handle people, situations and relationships is the hallmark of diplomacy. Chanakya's principles of diplomacy can be applied to break any dead lock, conflict, problem existing between people or groups of people. Saam, Daam, Dand, Bhed is a four word philosophy of chanakya to handle a person or a situation. Briefly these four words mean as under.

Saam- to resolve a conflict by explaining your point to your opponent and by a dialogue.

Daam- if dialogue doesn't work then it suggests using money, gift or any materialistic way to lure and resolve the issue.

Dand- if both the above fail, one can try punishment or penalty or pain to the other party to give in.

Bhed- create differences between the people in the opposition or divide and rule.

Would like to explain in the context of Arnav. Saam - When Khushi went to Buaji's house, Arnav tried to talk to her, asked her what the matter is, but without any result. Soon, he comes to know the reason, ten days left for the contract. Now, he brings in the money issue, so Daam. But Khushi wants to earn it herself and she is successful. Next Dand, Arnav threatens her that the house would be pulled down. But that too serves no purpose. Finally, he opens up. Bhed, he says, 'Ok, let's get divorced and tell everyone'. Khushi right away rejects the suggestion and agrees to come back home, to Shantivan.

Though she came back, Arnav won her smile only after those simple treats and the pearls respectfully bound in a string. 😳

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DurgaS

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Posted: 11 years ago

#64

Kate,

This is a class apart. how do you do this? I don't even want to know. Just wanna sit back and enjoy these marvels that you create. ⭐️

The catches, ha ha. NK has surely twisted Arnav's brain. Him and the closet. 😆 Not a bad idea though.

Loved the choice of audio pieces. This is a that kind of war, where one would delightfully plunge in. 😳

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DurgaS

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Posted: 11 years ago

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Indi,

I loved the blast notes. As always, crisp and enjoyable. Really, can't believe we are already here, in spite of the slow pace of episode posting and several breathers. But this day had to come. Just a few more interesting episodes and we will be ready for the free fall, all the way down. Another round of IPK madness is definitely the demand of the day.

Thanks for the awesome idea of sharing blast memories by blasters. Missed your fresh new edits this time. Hope you add them soon. 😊

Thanks for liking my lines. 😳

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DurgaS

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Posted: 11 years ago

#66

Faiqa,

The number 28 is made up of the vibrations and energies of the numbers 2, 8, 10 and 1. (2 + 8 = 10)...The 2 energy of the number 28 makes the 28 Day Number person sensitive - but the 8 energy sees a drive for success. Together they give the attributes of leadership.
The 28 is a stubborn and independent energy. They will excel anywhere they can show their leadership qualities. If they have an A, S or J first initial they may try to rule the house.

I always wait for your symbolisms. #27 was bang on. Interesting what you wrote for #28. Looking forward to our 28th thread's excellent show. The start has already been great. 😊

Loved the banner. And I loved and enjoyed Intensity vs masti. I think in one of the segments either Sanaya or Barun did say that the scenes sometimes become so intense that if for not the masti off screen, it would be quite hard on them. But kudos to them for switching in and out of their characters so effortlessly.

I'm blown away by the vm. So many shots and so beautifully blended. I need to to relish the vm again. And pearls, I want to read all including the previous ones at one go. Will be back then. 😊

Thanks for liking the lines. Not love and war but this is a war of love. 😳

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DurgaS

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Posted: 11 years ago

#67

The sautens - Wiwy & Ami 😃

Loved the vm. As soon as the music started, I began giggling, wondering what scenes would be chosen for the zulfein. 😆 Didn't disappoint. Enjoyed it thoroughly. What a song choice! And neatly clipped shots and mixed with the words and tune. With each one, your vms are getting better and better. Brilliant job girls. 👏

Indu,

Beautiful vm. I've heard the song before. It was odd initially with AB's voice and Arshi but soon the words gelled in very well. Need to watch again. 😊

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DurgaS

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Posted: 11 years ago

#68

Originally posted by: BHAVII
Some impromtu scribbling on this epi😳
Aj di hain dastak is dil ne

Ubhere hain kuch armaan is dil me❤️

Mana hain hamesha ke liye tuje is dil ne

Hothon ko chu loon chaha hain aj is dil ne 😳

Pati nahi mante woh hume jana is dil ne

Manogi apna pati yakin dilaya is dil ne 😃

Pyaar or jang mein jaiz hain sab mana hain is dil ne 😛

Bahon mein daudke jab ayi tum mila sukun aj is dil mein.🤗

Iss pyaar ko kyaa naam doon?😕
Soch raha hain dil aj khushi mein ❤️ 😃

Wah wah Bhaviiji, dil se kee hai aapne dil ki baatein

Dil ka haal khoob pehchana hai aapke dil ne

👏 😊

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supriya

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Posted: 11 years ago

#69

Episode 301

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4NtRZcnmWg[/YOUTUBE]

First Telecast Thursday, 19th July 2012

Full episode links

StarPlayerLink: https://www.startv.in/episodes/arnav-tries-to-recreate-the-romantic-moments-with-khushi/34787

Dailymotion: https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x27od2d_iss-pyaar-ko-kya-naam-doon-episode-301_shortfilms

Dailymotion with English subtitles: https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x11n0ln_19-temmuz-2012-bolum-301-ingilizce-altyazili_shortfilms

Thanks, Katelyn, for all the links.

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indi52

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Posted: 11 years ago

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episode 301

and the pati talk begins, making my heart thud in curiously precarious ways. never knew the word pati as in husband could sound so potent. and manwa lenge? breathing really gets difficult. that the whole thing would turn so intimate who knew. heady, intoxicating really. again the flinging of tea coffee fluids, but this time there's no escape, it's straight to besharmi.

something utterly animal about this episode. a man, a male, out to find and catch and tame his woman. his desire stalked the frame, filled the air. and she was not immune to it... in fact in her a return fire and prowl, but there's the business of being man and woman and who will tame whom in the day.

in front of everyone else, she is only and absolutely achchi bahu but with him, just look the flashing eyes, the tense body, the repartee of escaping explosive desire.

he is besharam because he wants to be, she is besharam even though she things she doesn't want to be.

the subtext is rich and bristling, flaming with a seething need for each other.

i absolutely was fascinated by the way attraction was felt and explored in ipk. starting with a meeting under fairly unlikely though not impossible circumstances, where there was that initial friction and a spark... we saw how a sensing and a homing in between a man and a woman grew through many stages. through denial, anger, hatred, love... and how this desire took root and deepened. i don't think i have ever seen such a realistic portrayal of this essential aspect of romance/attraction/love, whatever we may call it, anywhere else.

during diwali, an animal desire had broken bounds and escaped unbidden into the night, catching both i its thrall and sending their world to unknown places. since then many things have happened, and like the circles of diwali diyas, ring after ring has been crossed.

at every step, a new depth of need of yearning of becoming part of each other.

now so enmeshed are they that she raves and rants at him perhaps without even realising how much it shows her comfort with him, her claiming of him, her pretty much taking her right.

i really don't want to hear what she said today, just feel her and the pulsating want in her whose first and most telling sign perhaps was the smile that pranced to her lips when she found him in the cupboard.

i don't think asr would ever do such a thing, but if it released that feeling... the moment worked. for a second, there was no one else in the room, just he, she and that thing between them.

of course, she had to fight it off and pretend it was not the case.

but today, he is not letting up.

the scent of a woman, his woman... intoxicates, he wants reach, to taste, to devour, to get high, go all the way.

be her pati.

i have no doubt as to what he meant by that.

"main kya kar sakta hoon yeh tum achchi tarah janti ho," you know well what i can do.

"aap badtameezi kar rahe hain," you are being insolent...

"badtameezi toh maine abhi shuru bhi nahin ki hai, khushi kumari gupta," i haven't even started being insolent, khushi kumari gupta.

very interestingly, he does not add singh raizada. she as she is, will be taken by him, as he is. two people, in a relationship that goes beyond a socially sanctioned one.

"aap aisa nahin kar sakte," you can't do this.

"kyun nahin kar sakta," why can't i?

eyes on eyes.

"biwi ho tum meri," you are my wife. husky, suggestive, possessive, playful voice.

"my legally wedded wife," a point is underscored. you are mine and i can do what i intend doing. his relentless bid to appease her and failing again and again and again seems to have aroused something in him. enough of the game, he is going for her... and she must give in.

predatory, cat like movement. a leap and pounce in it. that was the only thing i liked about that cupboard scene, the jumping out... there's a jungle in the story today.

now chil the kite brings home the night
that mang the bat sets free -
the herds are shut in byre and hut,
for loosed till dawn are we.
this is the hour of pride and power,
talon and tush and claw.
oh, hear the call! - good hunting all
that keep the jungle law.

~ rudyard kipling, jungle book ~

right in the middle of the day, the jungle grew wild in shantivan, the forest of peace. there was going to be hunting today.

oh the fingers grasping her hair, and that trapped look in her eyes.

tell me, she was not aroused, didn't want him.

soft threatening caressing voice, purring:
"yehi nahin... main aur bhi bahut kuch kar sakta hoon," not just this, i can do many other things. exactly, and no, these things don't involve being "good" in any way... he doesn't mean he can do arati with her or wait to open her karwa chauth vrat... he means a very basic and real business of being her man. he means to go for the kill, get her into bed... make passionate love, lie without barriers in each others arms...

"aapne humse zabardasti shadi ki..." you forced me to marry you, ah so now we're talking, the angry wife, extremely upset with his mention of the contract, shows her anger. yet, does she want him to leave her?

"aapko apna pati nahin mante hain," i don't accept you as my husband... isn't she provoking him, almost baiting?

"theek hai... toh ab manwa lete hain," alright, so let's get you to accept... can't exactly translate, but between the suggestion of that word, "manwana", and the grate and thick sensual in the voice, i am feeling dizzy almost.

aside: of late, i am hearing a lot of girls say christian grey reminds them of asr. well, asr never had to even take off his tie to transport everyone to a goosebump spreading, ears heating up, shoulders going warm place. that ab manwa lete hain... i am totally defenceless before that.

poor khushi. but wasn't she just lapping it up. the she cat who wants her mate to heel... to accept her dominance over him? worship her? i know i know, she can never say that, but what do her eyes, her body, her fight say?

he was going to kiss her, enough of time waste. she wanted him... yet. of course hp came.

tell them we are coming, said the irritated but unperturbed stalking, prowling hunter and grabbed his prey harder.

hp grabbed the door, tried to look unfazed and fled.

she whirled around and flounced off.

oh look on his face as he walked out... just the right touch of male raunch.

a funny moment with nani, but one sensed the wise lady knew which stage of loving the young ones were in. coffee and tea is not splashed on each other when one wants to be sweet and understanding... and achcha beta achchi bahu. there was a fling care and caution to winds feeling about the lovers now. a desperation to touch, to feel, to assuage a fire.

and yet, in the middle of all that, he noticed the marks he had made on her delicate skin. filled him with remorse, and further stoked his need... how badly arnav singh raizada wanted to make khushi kumari gupta his wife. in that intensity i felt a purity, an almost eternal beautiful thing.

"lagi tumhe?" you got hurt?

"haan lekin aap se chot khane ki aadat hai hamey," yes, but i am used to getting hurt by you, said she. fiesty spirited. aroused?

frisky playful moments on the steps. he will make her accept him.

"manogi... tum mujhe apna husband man logi," you will accept me as your husband, he was sure...

i won't.

you will.

"manogi," he repeated... intimate, close, gentle yet purposeful

"main manwaunga tumhe," i will make you accept, again that heady use of "manwana". there's pride and power there, there's talent, tush and claw too.

"aajkal aap bahut sapne dekhne lage hain," you've started dreaming a lot these days, she taunted him, using words he had said a while ago.

he barricaded her, with his arms on the walls behind, as he had way back on a day she had he didn't have it in him to marry and make that commitment. to day, the man who would be pati no matter what, seems to be telling her something about commitment, in his heartstopping way.

he has no doubt, she will come to him...

"daudti hui meri baahon mein aaogi, khsuhi kumari gupta singh raizada," you'll come running into my arms. oh the voice.

she does look helpless... and make s yet another bid to survive the hunt,

the day that happens, i'll accept you as my husband.

"deal?" oh the killer look and question. this is "lagi shart" in a new form, but if that time it was for akiss, this time he won't stop till she is all and entirely his.

the really crazy hazy heady days of pati and haq are here. i was floored by the acting and the feelings it set off. while the sensual play was highlighted, it never felt hollow or just about the skin. a touch of something sacred, beautiful also permeated... following the hunter faithfully and touching the hunted, no matter how hard she tried to deny it.

thoughts

*that purane moments, old moments thing... was it an attempt by the writers to reawaken the interest in us by recalling the most wonderful days of ipk? not khushi, but we perhaps were the main target of this tactic.

* enjoyed the clear headed and responsible assessment of nani's even though she was perturbed... only shyam is to blame for the situation at hand, no one else. later asr will take a similar view of his dad and say, only he was to blame... he was the married man, he ruined two women's lives. i liked this similarity of approach, strength, fearlessness, intelligence and cussed holding onto life no matter what of nani and grandson.

* some of the dialogues, especially delivered the way they were, had me rofling and guffawing at once.

~ mere saath agra chalo, taj mahal dekhlena. come to agra with me, see the taj...

~ she: safai karni hai, have to do cleaning.
he: apni dimag ki, of your brain.

~ suna maine, i heard that.. his off screen retort.

there was banter and delightful zing. she would have to cave in at some point. maybe that's why she decided to run away.