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

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Katelyn

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Episode 309

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NTQZLFDTpo[/YOUTUBE]

First Telecast Monday, 31st July 2012

Full episode links

StarPlayerLink: http://www.startv.in/episodes/arnav-becomes-khushis-new-landlord/35175

Dailymotion: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/k16Exo8sJfYPd19qbzX

Dailymotion with English subtitles: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x127775_31-temmuz-2012-bolum-309-ingilizce-altyazili_shortfilms

Thanks, Katelyn, for all the links.

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aarwen

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Posted: 10 years ago

#392

Indi diii you are back!! stay.. don't go anywhere now..

lovely dhak dhak intesifying 301.. will comment separately.

And you are absolutely right. No fifty shades of gray is Mr Raizada. He encompasses all colors of the rainbow in the emotions he portrays.

On a serious note I have been thinking of this comparison with Christian Grey (is that the character's name?) and here's what I deduced. Arnav Singh Raizada as Gul envisioned him was to be a romantic novel dream, the story writers and of course the actor made him real and so much full of life that he drove right out from the screen in his white SUV and parked himself into our hearts.

And now whenever we find any character attractive we find a bit of the quintessential traits we fell for in ASR. Basically its like krishna all over, who took different forms to play with each gopi. I see ASR in characters I have loved over the years and apparently the part of female population that loves fifty shades of gray sees him in that form too.

He might be a bit of all our imagination, but in totality he surpasses it all. haha sounds quite dramatic, but really in each subtle second that ASR was on screen Barun seemed to add such mysteries that in each rewatch we unravel something new about ASR. It is this thrill of discovering the man, his love, his attitude to life that makes writing about him, taking caps after neverending caps (even in low resolution) so absolutely satisfying. A new experience each time.

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indi52

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Posted: 10 years ago

#393

episode 302

won't mind, tum mujhe agar apna pati maan loh toh...

won't mind, if you accept me as your husband.

hope i got the words right. something terribly exciting and physical yet deep and tender here. and i did think of the count as a silhouette stood still in the dark... a vampire moment... and things of the night, of hidden secret desires, of the after hours, of what lies within. the indian penal code section 302 or dafa 302 is to do with the death sentence... there is no doubt some ceasing of breath and killing were consciously considered and a lethal attack unleashed. khushi was not its only victim, thankfully.

he was a strong man, perhaps that's why he could love this completely, this boldly and without holding a thing back, completely vulnerable before this love.

whether it was for a girl who made his heart spin like a top or for his sister who was indeed his world.

the story of arnav singh raizada got told to me through both these relationships of his... one that was given to him, the other which he chose to make. in both he exercised what always excites me when it comes to human beings... his will. his will not bow to pressures, will stay free will.

one might say, his will was bound and subjugated to his heart, but then i feel free will is a gift of the heart... a strong, clear, brave heart. it springs from there.

a few episodes back, after a terrible fight where his tongue forgot boundaries, he had kept her back with threat and blackmail, then promised himself looking at her that he would bring her back to him and make her part of his life.

ever since then that is what he has been trying to do... all his focus on it. even subjecting himself to ridiculous advice from someone like nk.

the other woman he loves with all of himself is his sister .ever since he has thrown her husband out of the house, everything in that relationship is shaken, very stirred. in this episode things come to a head... she accuses him of lying to her because he wants to be with his wife, she banishes him in her customary way.

but he will not just meekly walk away. he never can. that is not him.

and so comes the other scene apart from the indescribably beautiful scene the episode opened on...

this one, the scene the episode ended on.

look at the way he burst into the room, not willing to take no for an answer from his sister. she turned, her face wan, she is in some hell of her own... he looked at her utterly troubled at her state, she turned away, but he would not walk away... he strode in of course in that devastating way of his which might cause hyperventilation and make my thought veer to some other planet, but i hold on... because he shows me again such a compelling face of love.

he will make her feel better, he will make her realise she was everything to him. he said take your pills (these mythical pills of pregnancy that only hindi serials or, maybe specifically ipk, are prescribed), she refused, and he showed his vulnerability... because he could, he loved that wholly... he said for his sake, she didn't relent, should he then assume whether he lived or di-

his voice shook, his eyes showed his hurt... di didn't care... but she did. the elder sister came rushing in, admonished him, took her pills.

had he just played a game with her? to win? knowing she'd relent? i don't think so. he meant to succeed, but only because he loved... no matter what.

not many people are capable of that.

if i go back to the beginning and the dark silhouette that took my breath away. that scared khushi so much... if i hear that whispered almost "khushi!" in a flat voice, if i see the face that the streak of lightning illuminated for a moment, eyes glittering, a haunting yearning on every plane of the face, and the next lightning caught a glimmer of a smile...

if i see her drop her plastic pot with a plant which she had grabbed for protection maybe and run down the steps straight into his arms... daudti hui, the only place where she feels safe i think... if i think of his arms swiftly reaching up to hold her and then his face burying in her hair, her shoulder, his hand roaming over her hair cradling, her arms grasping him tight trusting, her face moving with a million feelings, perhaps relief right on top of it...

if i look at her realisation that this is a set up. her anger, her pushing him violently almost like she had one a night in a falling building where he hadn't set it up and she really was in peril. onto him catching hold of her arms as he had done then, but this time only to pull her right into them. and she after a struggle giving up... pulling him close into her arms and giving in... in at last to the most important of all those million feelings...

if i stay almost breathless through the long silence and need of an embrace. his face as loving and tender as it had been all along. her face now suffused with her desperate need and love for him.

and finally his whispered, "kya kaha tha tumne? jis din meri baahon mein daudti hui chali aaogi... mujhe apna pati maan logi... abhi tumne bilkul wahi kiya hai khushi kumari gupta singh raizada... won't mind agar tum mujhe apna pati maan loh toh..."

what had you said? the day you come running into my arms, you'll accept me as your husband... well you've done exactly that just now, khushi kumari gupta singh raizada.. won't mind, if you accept me as your husband...

and if i somehow stay alive while she looks at her vampire, her shaitan, her lover, her man and tremors of excitement and fear and longing take her, while his hands come up slowly... diwali poolside two faces mesmerised and hands coming up slowly... and he draws her ever closer to a kiss... not almost... a complete one that would seal the deal...

if i look at all of that, i see yes, a deal maker, a man who is into lagi shart, a man out to win, a hint of dangerousness in him, that clings to him whether lights are on or off, he will scare you to get an advantage... unfair? but it is love and perhaps all is indeed fair there.

yet, when i watch all of this and feel it, i see only a man who loves... and who wants to lose himself in that love... not take... but be taken.

won't mind, agar tum mujhe apna pati man loh toh.

how terribly moving is this. a man who can have what he wants, who raves and rants and talks of taking what he pleases... the deal man... all he wants is that she should accept him, make him hers, own him...

let him be her husband.

and in the tenderness in his face, in that little smile that breaks out when she relents and pulls him close, there's his triumph, his giving of himself.

and she can feel that, for she needs him no less, yet there are her worries, her barriers to giving in, to taking. no one in her entire life has perhaps belonged to her the way this man has and wants to belong. who has ever told her this is her right and she should take it?

khushi released something held barricaded locked half forgotten and damned within this man who so needed her.

and he with his demand his plea that she show her huq on him touched a place in her no one had... an orphan came home... to a parent a lover and man who would be hers no matter what.

this was a love story that lived in its layers. there was a mannat ka chabi in it, scattering pearls, and now there was that red rose path... red roses... what were they? right from the first episode, they were there... did they speak of love or thorns of love or beauty or mother...

roses thorns dilemmas some obvious symbolism and some things so subtle, so felt, so below the surface, or almost above or so deep underneath yet you feel they are there you can hear their tremor their pulse...

it so happened that i was listening to some western classical music as i edited and looked at the episode once in a way... i felt a similarity in the two things... scale, imagination, a coming together of many sounds many feelings and dominant notes along with the less so that create the climate... you have to listen carefully, and if you keep listening you'll hear the keenest notes that are way underneath. sometimes the sound drops and you think there's nothing there... and yet there is. there always is.

about that count drax, vampire murmurrings in my mind... i think back then also our hidden desires were explored in these stories... especially women's, for it was certainly not done to show that side of women then. now too actually... in our world and certainly sp's. yet isn't khushi's helpless attraction to a man who was far from "fair" or so it seemed, a hint of things we may never speak of but they exist and matter and make the world go round. he was her shaitan and she loved him as he was and only with him she could show the side of hers that had to stay hidden from all else...

look at her stepping all over the roses, trying to pretend they are not there the moment the world intrudes. that is what we do all the time... pretend the roses aren't there.

only some of us have the character and strength to look at the situation coolly, even if a little taken aback, and say, "relax".

only some can really commit to love. and then try and keep it together, by hook or by crook... even if they are to be called bad... liar... rakshas... anything.

Edited by indi52 - 10 years ago

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Horizon

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Posted: 10 years ago

#394

ceasing breath .. by that seeming behemoth...

but asinine it is not... as of passion there is no dearth...

Fabulous Indi.. esp the first and the last ones..

I wish these wafting images could speak, sing... wondered the same about the greeting cards.. then came the musical ones.. I am sure there is/ will be a way here too...

be back to read 301/2.

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indi52

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Posted: 10 years ago

#395

Originally posted by: aarwen
Indi diii you are back!! stay.. don't go anywhere now..
lovely dhak dhak intesifying 301.. will comment separately.

And you are absolutely right. No fifty shades of gray is Mr Raizada. He encompasses all colors of the rainbow in the emotions he portrays.

On a serious note I have been thinking of this comparison with Christian Grey (is that the character's name?) and here's what I deduced. Arnav Singh Raizada as Gul envisioned him was to be a romantic novel dream, the story writers and of course the actor made him real and so much full of life that he drove right out from the screen in his white SUV and parked himself into our hearts.

And now whenever we find any character attractive we find a bit of the quintessential traits we fell for in ASR. Basically its like krishna all over, who took different forms to play with each gopi. I see ASR in characters I have loved over the years and apparently the part of female population that loves fifty shades of gray sees him in that form too.

He might be a bit of all our imagination, but in totality he surpasses it all. haha sounds quite dramatic, but really in each subtle second that ASR was on screen Barun seemed to add such mysteries that in each rewatch we unravel something new about ASR. It is this thrill of discovering the man, his love, his attitude to life that makes writing about him, taking caps after neverending caps (even in low resolution) so absolutely satisfying. A new experience each time.

delighted by your words... really, he is new on every watch, subtle... endless. barun, perhaps even without realising, gave so much to this character. yes, we all have our own asr in our minds, and he is all of them and more.

my thought on christian g and asr is that, by some strange coincidence, they are both dashing, young wealthy men who wear suits and arouse all sorts of things in women. but that is where all similarities, if there ever were any, end.

two women thought of the kind of man any girl would love to have in her life. an archetype really, he is the handsome prince on a white horse. red room white suv, whatever... they were things to take their women on a wild ride.

cg's writer openly and honestly looked at women's sexual needs joys fantasies and instincts and went for a story that may not be ever read by me but has thrilled millions of women across the world and that's great.

asr's "creator" was more curbed in her exploration of the sexual side of the matter, but deep down, it was really a lot about that too. she saw him as the quintessential m and b hero, in a way cg is an emanation of that too, who gets girls giddy with longing in the heart, mind and ahem other places.

then asr's writers layered on worthy traits that made him fit to be a true star plus hero, since the real world no longer manages a space for true heroes, star plus's hero is i guess what the good indian girl has to be satisfied with. they considered making him "dark", a word i don't quite get, but then they chickened and gave him obvious good notes, like love for family, and thappads for those who denigrate women and a crazy tenderness for his sister, again a very good boy trait... little obvious markers that would resonate with a viewer they thought they understood and create a positive character but with exciting western touches, suit and all and some amount of sexy arrogance.

perhaps the most striking characteristic they gave him was his individuality. his courageous bold even brash sense of being the master of his own life. not very achha beta star plus hero this trait. more salim javed of the seventies and with a sense of free will that we rarely find in our mass media characters. very much a "main", an "i" as opposed to the more asian "we" and "hum". the sensibility and attitude had something western about it and i am sure there was much talk about how to make this sell in a soap.

they meant to create a big memorable character.

but that he would reach fairly epic proportions i don't think anyone foresaw. nor that he would reach women in all corners of the earth and awaken a deep longing which even they often couldn't explain to themselves. some of the girls on the forum were clearly not used to falling flat at the mere thought of a tv soap hero... that too a hindi one. you could see their resistance in the snark and humour and sharp posts, even posts that raged against the man... but ignore him no one did, no one could. asr reached a mindset which really other hindi soap heroes have certainly never reached, in fact very few fictional characters have, in any language.

i particularly like the things that barun added which were not written in. it is in those that asr really got made and went way beyond the word or the imagination and yes, drove right out in his white suv and parked himself often illegally all over the place.

a depth he added with just his bearing, his gaze.

a tenderness, with little turns of head, smiles, the way his hands moved.

he took charge of every moment while he was on screen... not a single expression felt unnatural, asr was not just asr when the camera was focussed on him, he was always asr, even while listening to someone or just sitting and drinking coffee.

in the way he spoke to women, he said, i don't believe in the gender bias, this was not actually written in i feel, it was conveyed more through his stance... i am full of myself, i think i am smarter than you, khushi, but you are not less because you are a woman. it's just that, alas, i am more. with lavanya too, he yelled and screamed and was quite peremptory, seemingly heartless, but then suddenly infinite understanding or tenderness... oh the scene where he says yeah i don't care for you that's why i have brought you home... or when she gets drunk and he just sits there with something to help her with the hangover...

barun knew how to make asr seem impregnable, he also knew how asr would break... magnificent how he felt each and every feeling of asr and expressed it minutely. completely.

as he worked every day earnestly trying to build a character he did not believe was like him, barun started to hear his heartbeats and they guided him unerringly.

asr is a man we miss... today i missed him like crazy and had to look at smiles and moments that could only be him. some day barun will understand that what he has done with asr is an abs triumph of his skill, his art... the risk he took when he set out to make asr, i hope his career offers him risk of that intensity again.

on facebook, my young niece is posting pictures of barun in his ron sen look and wondering if that could have been asr in his thirties... asr in the future... yeah, i have thought of him at 50 at 60 and her too. do people think like this about soap characters? my niece is an extremely bright young woman who has a life teehee. and we are chatting about where the show really should have gone... in the middle of that my other niece, who does not watch ipk, jumps in and says aaargh that beard makes him hot hot hot. i am giggling and thinking what's with this boy. in two hours from now, my young cousin's younger wife will be here, another girl crazy about asr... there's a not at all westernised, not really angreji speaking sweet girl i know, my bro's friend's wife... she always quietly comes and leaves a like on the asr edits that i post on facebook... and now on all barun/mamr edits.

the show has been over two years.

what did barun really do with a man who was meant to be just another mills and boon insppired tv hero, like many gul has helped create. kya kar diya asr ke saath, really.

Edited by indi52 - 10 years ago

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kizh72

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Originally posted by: indi52
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won't mind, tum mujhe agar apna pati maan loh toh...

won't mind, if you accept me as your husband.

hope i got the words right. something terribly exciting and physical yet deep and tender here. and i did think of the count as a silhouette stood still in the dark... a vampire moment... and things of the night, of hidden secret desires, of the after hours, of what lies within. the indian penal code section 302 or dafa 302 is to do with the death sentence... there is no doubt some ceasing of breath and killing were consciously considered and a lethal attack unleashed. khushi was not its only victim, thankfully.

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Hayee re nandkissore, I think I'll need smelling salts, in kilos! 😆

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indi52

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Posted: 10 years ago

#397

Originally posted by: Horizon
ceasing breath .. by that seeming behemoth...

but asinine it is not... as of passion there is no dearth...

Fabulous Indi.. esp the first and the last ones..

I wish these wafting images could speak, sing... wondered the same about the greeting cards.. then came the musical ones.. I am sure there is/ will be a way here too...

be back to read 301/2.

behemoth, yes, indu... every day the presence grows. i have asked myself to forget asr. but then suddenly out of nowhere, the heart says, where is the man? and till i see him... maybe he he asinine it is. 😆

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kizh72

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Indi di, you spoke for so many of us, didn't you! The ones who wouldn't have been caught dead watching a desi sabun! (haven't seen the young Amanji around?) The last few days I've found out that things are being taken off dailymotion too, I felt a funny pain wondering how it would be not to watch a bit of random ipk when you felt like it. Christian Grey, could learn a thing or two from the Raijjaddan, me thinks! You don't need the explicit stuff to take you places. The actor played a huge part in making asr, no doubts about it. I hope he realizes what he did with it. Had felt bad hearing him say anybody could've played asr. Oh no, no body could've played him and made him what he is, the way you did it.

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indi52

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Originally posted by: kizh72
Indi di, you spoke for so many of us, didn't you! The ones who wouldn't have been caught dead watching a desi sabun! (haven't seen the young Amanji around?) The last few days I've found out that things are being taken off dailymotion too, I felt a funny pain wondering how it would be not to watch a bit of random ipk when you felt like it. Christian Grey, could learn a thing or two from the Raijjaddan, me thinks! You don't need the explicit stuff to take you places. The actor played a huge part in making asr, no doubts about it. I hope he realizes what he did with it. Had felt bad hearing him say anybody could've played asr. Oh no, no body could've played him and made him what he is, the way you did it.

yes, they are on a happy vendetta drive... no more raijaddan for these hungry girls who just won't forget that actor who has a mind of his own.

oh cg has no idea how much can be done without any deep breathing or ties being taken off, wrists being bound. no need for special room to reveal all, here one look at eyes out in the open, in front of the whole wide world and its a whole revelation 😆 i just find it irksome when the two names occur in the same sentence.

i think barun knows, but his experience was marred by too much friction... so a little distance is needed before asr strikes his nerve bone sinew again, he resides quietly in some not so visible part of barun, glaring at op, drinking coffee and looking menacingly at a girl hyperventilating at the poolside. never too far away from the man who created him.

and really, an actor creates what is in him... maybe at a level so deep, the conscious does not see it, but it is all there.