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Posted: 10 years ago

Originally posted by: Horizon

This is surely an assault Indi... 😆



hyuk, it is... and i am really on a suicide mission here. indu, what the h have they gone and recorded for a soap... don't they know it is a silly serial, nobody watching should be feeling like this. i was up till 5am again... editing and thinking ajeeb thoughts.
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Posted: 10 years ago

Originally posted by: kizh72

Emossional atyaachaar!!!😆



par maine khud pe bhi bahut atyachaar kiya... like my hero on the night he threw her out of his room and couldn't sleep, couldn't stop bein' emossonal. 😕😆
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just so that i remember exactly what had to be put in a loop for world peace... heck foreget peace... for world ecstacy or is it calamity i preserve this post, part of a conversation with my dear co-nautcher issk... let's do the nagin, baby.

ze original salvo

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/88670453



Originally posted by indi52


^^^ issk,
thank you thank you ji for the comments above.

taaliyan 👏 👏👏 for suggesting certain things "physical" should run in a loop. yes , if the hindi serial can give us the new language of close ups of each and every face as they react to each and every word or entry... recall, please 😆 😆, then why not this? in every episode, a few times, cut away to man doing stuff scene: sundry things like wearing tie when irked, concentrating on lap top then slamming it shut, suddenly reversing suv, listening intently on blue tooth and taking it off after customary yell, whipping on or off waist coat, walking into darghah or wherever in all black with inert eyes and long loping stride, swiveling to a palat, folding arms across chest... and repeat it in a loop a few times, then carry on as usual.

tell ya trp would move only in one direction.

of course, dear one, had to devote a para to that streak of silver gray tie scene. left to me, the entire take would be on that and that alone...

i agree with you about ott fam... v are like that only. nagin dance, 😆 😆 😆 us/uk/western world/china/first world counties: mere paas infrastructure hai, economy hai, airconditioning hai, education, health, nutrition hai... tumhare paas kya hai. we: mere paas naagin dance hai.

sorry ott had to be achieved. about that chair, me didn't notice, must go back and do so.

and isskia, tells us about that 100 billi one na... phar the sake aph the naaledge.

see ya and thanks so much.



and i totally concur with the most perceptive issk these must be included... in her words:
About the loop of the physical, we need a threadwa. Going up-issstairs and more than that, coming down-issstairs must be incorporated! oooh that lithe lithe lithe coming down the issstairs. Best movement on this planet and others too. Loop it loop it loop it i say.

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Posted: 10 years ago

If the library of congress can preserve tweets for posterity, this definitely deserves to be preserved for world ecstasy! If not the world definitely for all co-nautchers! Applej, applej and more applej in loopwa😆

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Posted: 10 years ago
from crooner 99, page 33, episode 296 aur main...

crooner 99. wow.

a step closer and no more steps backward, pilleej.

adding on 😊

happy crooner, priya, perfect for the day. that the speed in which a woman says, "nothing" when asked "what's wrong" being inversely proportional to the impending storm reminds me absolutely and only of me.

but didn't our sweet khushi show some real good passive aggression yesterday? watched the episode several times. what looked like poor little hurt girl became slightly nuanced soon enough. i liked that. she is mad at him for not acknowledging she matters and saying stupid mean things to her. her eyes kind of stilled as she recalled the shyam wouldn't have done this harkat if you hadn't come around line and a decision was made.

of course his contract threat took her completely to the other side and let her feel all her anger. good. that's how two equals fight. i don't want this essentially gutsy girl to become all soft and self loathing when wrongly accused. give it back, girl. that sort of jhagda leads to the right kind of romance.

but yesterday belonged to a man in love.

a man who has no idea what to do when in love. he has never loved like this before. he has never needed like this before. even if he wanted to no one was in a position to give him much. he became the chief provider of everything including emotional support. his di's gentle love keeps him emotionally alive, but he never asks her for anything, gladly accepting whatever she gives, pampering her, keeping her feeling cared for, imagining his mother lives on in her somewhere.

i watched the "mein tumhare bina..." and "aur mein?" again and again. each time he sounded more devastating. even with silly bharat bhushan locks and unkempt chin, the man floors. he just gets every single damn nuance, milking each word for everything he can. i love it. (that "aur mein?" echoed earier in "mujhe batana zaroori nahin samjha?" and didn't you think of my image even once when madamji became caterer. he so wants to be important to her, irresistible.)

asr for the first time is around someone who can give him something, make him feel fulfilled. he senses the endless ocean of love in her and he just can't help but flow straight into it.

but the poor man has a lot of learning to do it seems. no problem, quick learner he is, harvard grad after all.

delicious faux pas early in the morning. khushi is not next to me, not at the poolside, not in the hall; di, have you seen khushi?

frozen di. kicking himself asr. sweet naniji.

yes, priya, even i noticed the similarities between naniji and arnav s the night he explained things to her. grandson and grandma share plenty genes. both tough, strong, givers. naniji's anchor was nanaji. now asr has found his.

that slip of the tongue was the most telling, wasn't it? arnav singh raizada's subconscious has already made a choice. being smart, it knows that each love we feel is different. di's palce and khushi's place are not to be compared but the one you choose becomes a part of your being the way a sibling is never neant to be.

it will be hard for di to give up that central position she has always had in his life. classic and eternal story. repeats everytime a new alliance is made.

oh the promises he's made about making her his own forever make me want to dance.

then i see khushi's new "suit" and pass out.

buaji, garima ji and the miraculously among us again shashi babu provide some succour. then that stunned expression on long haired lover from dilli's face. will he do anything she say-hay-hays?

waiting to see birthday plans and rain and stuff 1.30 tonight. laphroig at hand.

don't know if you got the gist or not: i loved every every every bit of the episode. i even adored the fight the day before. this says more clearly to me than anything else that this is a prem kahani.

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Posted: 10 years ago
from crooner 100, page 19 on episode 297 bag lady


hi all, how goes the 100 crooners day? i spent some 4 hours liking each and every comment on barun and sanaya's fan pages. also complimented daljeet, commented on barun's extremely extreme slam book article. as you can see i have submitted completely to my lunacy.

er, without mentioning spouse of course do kadam also can't be taken by certain people. at least the man is beginning to enjoy compliments from his fam and friends about his acting. maybe he won't scoot off and become a writer or something next, heard him threatening that too. when will he accept he was born to act.

the mahaepisode has taken me to inner places. how this whole thing started with a light, jaunty, a little westernised, romcom air and look where it's gone. without losing the initial freshness it's added more and more depth. we're actually going through a pretty real relationship with arnav and khushi. and in a setting we can identify with. curiously indian despite the english in dialogues, the man in waistcoat, the dhingchak accent. actually, as far as i'm concerned english is also an indian language 😆.

can a multi-millionaire tycoon who is the lion in his den become a sweet, courteous damaadji upon hitting super middle class sasooral with broken mirrors, leaky pipes, and squishy soaps? we know he can. we have seen such people. only diff, they don't look like asr or give us heart attacks with little almost uncalculated expressions in eyes, lips, stuff (have you seen how much his hands and say).

and i was looking at khushi, returning to her sense of her own self after the harrowing days of kidnap, shyam drama, and now sister-in-law trouble. where do we go to feel like ourselves, earlier the mandatory once a year visit? the maika, of course. as buaji resorted to her familiar loud love, the yelling, the sankadevi, the nazar utarna which actually many people still do, i could see khushi becoming khushi again. oh how much arnav enjoyed watching that.

some great insights and brill writing there.

a man in the throes of an unfamiliar tenderness. a girl who is in no mood to be good.

love o so lightly, tenderly, haltingly.

it was wafting in the air. it touched everyone it passed. it was in buaji's natkhat mood, in shashi babu's pleased eyes, in garima's smile, in naniji's little toss of head to the rest to leave the lovebirds alone, in nk's delight. not a love locked away in a darkened room of uncontained passion, but a love that is so vast you can't hold it in, it just roams freely about, shows up wherever you are.

only after this, does the other love, the one in seclusion with untethered amore, seem right. seems part of a story, a nice long novel in fact.

i see so many things in each of barun's gazes, turns of head, curl of lips, walk, pause, every gesture. maybe i just read too much in them, even things he doesn't intend. that's the beauty of real communication to me, when the receiver starts adding her own layers. gives something back and the whole thing becomes much more than what it was when it started out.

of course, this is not objective, but can one be objective about love or while watching two people deeply in it? 😳

sanaya's smile when she realises he's got her a gift was the cutest, then her little about face upon realising misterji had delegated was cuter still. only sanaya could look as adorable as she did in that perfectly ghastly dress. there was a sense of my kkg of yore in its flakiness, don't you think?

(while i am a bit nutty about bags, her point re utility of bag vs cost has to be given thought. my hubs will send phool chandan and jhola bag to ms irani should i come around to her point of view. and that's the only fault i could find with asr yesterday, you never tell someone esp your beloved wife how much the gift cost. dear writers, did not like that, not from a polished self made man.)

loved the bark at the end. poor boy, suffered being sweet the whole day. just one thing, at some point he needs to thank nk properly for doing what he did for khushi. hope writers remember that. still missing mamaji and though one must never think of such things, the sudden disappearance of masala mama perplexes.

sigh, monday please come.


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Posted: 10 years ago
crooner 1.26: love the way we love... page 7

the first time i saw the episode, i had no idea what was coming... i notice i am still looking for leads to the story. well, no story came, at least not that i know of. tracks for trp came.



beautiful quote, priya.

love is a condition indeed that just needs the other one to be happy.

sorry, priya, had to go somewhere later part of the evening, just got to read your crooner. guess it's too late to write now, but will leave behind a couple of thoughts.

yes, i do love the way they love.
that phone call had so much in it. them reaching each other. arnav moving from typical, intelligent businesslike man on the phone to getting her drift to kind of liking her in this mood ton teasing to being akash (?!!!) to settling back to a good long phone lovey doveying. the look on khushi's face when she lay down with phone pressed to one ear, so cute. so familiar. as many of us have pointed out, we've been that way before and who knows may be sure to go that way again (we hope!).

but the call had story in it as well. khushi's, are you really from lucknow or not seemed loaded with some meaning. as did arnav's, the clouds are so thick can't see a single star, something ominous about their parents?

garimaji,
again iss pyaar ko gives us a consummate actor in an interesting role. who would have thought that she was the repository of the deepest secrets of arnav and khushi's past. dadi from the moment we met her we knew, but how interestingly garima came into focus. i first noticed her when she slapped khushi, then later when a tender and curiously sensitive relationship grew between her and arnav. never struck me that she was much younger than her husband. now it does. i'm really wanting to find out more and everything about the story she and dadi have in their custody. hope it is revealed soon.

anjali
she gets more and more intriguing. whom does she meet on the sly? shyam or someone else? but i don't think she has given shyam the credit card nor an entry back into rm. lots of things happening that end of the story. what connects both the enigmatic past and the unsavoury present may be dadiji.

while on love and as love grows deeper and more interesting between the ocean and his happiness, a beautiful poem to go all mushy over. elizabeth barrett browning wrote a series of sonnets while she was being courted by browning in the 1850s, this one was part of our curriculum in college:

XLIII
how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
i love thee to the depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
for the ends of being and ideal grace.
i love thee to the level of everyday's
most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
i love thee freely, as men might strive for right;
i love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
i love thee with the passion put to use
in my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
i love thee with a love i seemed to lose
with my lost saints, i love thee with the breath,
smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if god choose,
i shall but love thee better after death.

from sonnets from the portuguese
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crooner 1.27: dear creatives page 29... the mandir visit and other things and a very frazzled viewer.



priya,

BRAVO.
BRAVO.
BRAVO.
👏 👏 👏

when two weekends went by and crooner wasn't buzzing with girls and phangurrls chatting, analysing, bantering, rofling madly, pondering issues seriously, moaning for monday to come, and most of all when there were no in-depth crooners from honeypriya, who understands this fabulous show in a way few do;

and takes it to a place in her analysis where all her readers, silent or audible, are left thrilled, (me often gobsmacked), appreciating iss pyaar ko at a level even the dear creatives perhaps never dreamt of.

when two weekends went by like that, it was clear something was wrong. awfully, badly wrong.

thank you, priya, for spelling it out categorically and clearly. and saying it as it is, no matter how much it hurt. oh, it might hurt the dear creatives should they read this crooner, and i do so pray they do. but will they ever realise how much it hurt honeypriya to write it?

you see, dear dear creatives, we not only enjoy or love iss pyaar ko kya naam doon, we are believers. we have faith in this unique story of life, love, incredible romance.

we are not a bunch of morons freaking out over someone's good looks or clothes. so please do not reduce us to that in your head. most of us are difficult to reach viewers. take me, for example, seen many many serials. past 15 years out of india, started turning on the telly and surfing star only to get a sense of home. have seen several serials come and go. never been impressed by any, never been hooked.

being rather interested in the opposite gender, barun's good looks were noticed by me even when he did shraddha. interesting looking, but badly presented. i turned off the tv. the much spoken of bhph did nothing for me. in fact, never paid much attention to ipk in the exhaustingly (no, not tively, tingly) promoted intitial days, expecting it to be yet another hindi serial. gaah.

but it wasn't. the day that hit home, there was no looking back. can't tell you how shocked, amused, pitying even my friends, all in their 40's and fifties, look when i rave about the show, its fascinating premise, its utterly intelligent and well crafted dialogues, its surprisingly good acting by almost everyone. i am in love with jayshree t, and i'm from the gen that has watched her dance cabarets. her nuancing of nani is so so endearing. akash was lovely till his character got messed up, what an opportunity to show a foil to asr, attractive and sympathetic in his own way.

of course, barun sanaya had me sitting up in bed, polishing my specs, and collapsing in a heap of adoration and crazy emotion. i discussed my fascination with this 27 year old boy with my husband of nearly 27 years. he said, sanaya looked nice. ipk became a part of our nok-jhok, ha ha, if you will. the poor man was made to watch episodes at 12 midnight when it gets aired here in singapore, and i actually heard him tell his bro: this serial has something about it. something real.

that fight sequence the night before she comes home with him, 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 i could watch it anytime, many times, and still feel the kick in my gut, the twist in my heart, and the sheer realness of it. of course, i made husband watch it later. doesn't it feel like our fights?

it's not just the romance and kisses that had us enthralled, it was everything about this love.

sometimes i think even you guys had no idea how good it was. great writing, characterization, story, screenplay, and then phenomenal acting. even the tacky production values kind of didn't matter. you didn't care about the strange murals on the wall or the door that swung open both ways,

after asr had said: farq padta hai kyonki, or kkg had put sugar in the petrol tank and stood looking at an irate asr, or an incredulous chit of a girl stood holding out a key to an angry arrogant young man at a dargah lecturing him on god and things, or they fell upon each other and a strange emotion electrified the air, or a boy buried his head in his sister's lap and said i'm sorry for every time i shouted at you, or a man who never dances walked out of the darkness and held out his hand to a girl in a green chiffon, or when a young man fought for his right to live his life his way with his nani, or when he brought his girl friend to live in his home without marriage, or when they broke up in one of the most mature and well conceived scenes in possibly tv history. or when he stood there at the door of a terrace watching the woman for whom farq padta hai in another's arms.

really, nothing mattered after you'd been elevated by the unbelievably wonderful moments of ipk.

of course, you also attracted many many viewers who followed other serials too. but there was always a different love for your show. more than 6000 pages on IF alone should tell you that. no other show comes anywhere near it. if we are to believe a weird sounding thing called the chaska metre, you are number one at a thousand plus and the second show comes in with points somewhere in the low hundreds.

says something about your show and our faith, doesn't it.

actually, as priya mentioned, over time these characters start becoming a part of our lives. sometimes we sense them more than real people even. to us you see, they are real. and along the way, somewhere, your show crosses over and becomes our show.

yes, dear creatives, ipk is indeed our show.

honestly, any production house should be leaping with joy and a sense of incredible success at this fact. it should give you what you need to defend your story, your characters, your budgets when channel comes calling.

if channel says, i am not getting my trp, have the courage to point out to channel what it is getting. viewers whom you might never get otherwise. also the quality and reach of the viewers. how many serials on sp are so intensely followed by doctors, engineers, ivy league college educated women, lawyers, well heeled women with their own spending power, how many serials reach women 13 to 80 and hit them all with equal force. how many serials are watched avidly across the subcontinent, in nepal, in south east asia, in the us, and yes hot fave in the uk. there's much more to this audience and a bit of research would reveal things that might leave the channel amazed.

don't tell me all of this means nothing. it can be converted to much for the channel if you guys put your heads together, think different as you did for ipk. it will work. prooomise.

two weeks ago, for the very first time, i felt nothing after watching the episode. just an emptiness, a complete disconnect. khushi has been changed into a typical star plus lead over time. can't tell you how much i miss our beautiful, spunky, good, true but daring jhalli.

she is inspiring. she is good for the indian girl. she is nayi soch.

not the puppet you are willing to turn her into. a forum regular's mother stopped watching because she couldn't bear to see the cut down, meek khushi.

this girl has taken on asr. she has taken on shyam. now all she can do is look dopey and rush around happily because rasams are being followed? is this all khushi wanted? is this the girl who went to talk to a complete stranger, a man about to marry her sister, whose fam had asked for dahej which would ruin her bauji and she wanted to stop that? how come this clear headed, gutsy creature doesn't even know whether she is married or not? how silly must we look to be seen as "good."

and who is dadi exactly? does she even belong to ipk? she just feels all wrong to me. not because she's negative or harsh. because she is unreal. the whole premise is unreal. 14 years later a character never even remotely referred to all these months, enters the fray with a flat, caricaturish, 😆 stopwa mien and starts becoming the crux of all narrative. how? why? and if so, why is she not half as interesting as the rest? even hp is nuanced for h's sake! and we discuss his renegotiation deals. 😃

daljeet, one thought a fine actor once upon a time, is lost in a not properly delineated di suddenly. so who is di? we thought we kind of knew her. but now, can't even take a wild guess at the character. no connection to the girl we've seen this past year. what's going on? and you still played that "maa" song on her during raksha bandhan?

shyam has returned louder and far less interesting. no one knows where mamaji or lakshmi hide. garima's story that would take us to perhaps the most interesting track is being stalled and used as time waste tactic.

of course, the marriage is not at all centre stage. leads are looking unkempt. but most most most sadly for me, i feel nothing when they interact. should we come to a point where we are left discussing how good they look in black, and that's all across an entire weekend? not a single moment from last week that i feel like seeing again and again.

in the last two weeks, i thought i saw ipk only in a few scenes.

sorry 👏 👏

thank you 👏 👏

that i love you dammit (loved the entire suhaag raat scene) 👏 👏

hum bhi aapse i love you dammit (only the dialogue and his response, not even sanaya's delivery for khushi is a girl i know less and less every day)

jahan meri patni nahi ja sakti...zaroorat hai. braaavo.

flirting during janmashtami puja. yeah both very much in character.

that's about it.

the part i'm finding really difficult to say, guess i have to. what are you doing to asr?

he doesn't feel like himself. and would you believe it i won't spend the whole weekend telling myself: stop being obsessed with a 28 year old. i won't even be waiting madly for monday 12 midnight.

gul, you it is said, conceived this character, chose barun to play him, you i heard convinced the channel not to sack barun when he took 12/28/45/365 days' leave for his movie because you believed asr and barun was a combo worth fighting for. please don't let either of them go.

dear creatives, if we mean nothing in your story telling, i will feel sad, but ultimately i will let you go. i do hope you find audiences that will replace me and grow to the trp all seek. though i have to say, i doubt that will happen.

no hard feelings, you gave me a spectacular show and almost 8 months of excitement, pleasure, thrill, and insights into life. thanks to you, i have explored a whole new medium, the online forum. have written, have been read and appreciated. most of all, i have met a fabulous bunch of girls that make me hope crazily for women everywhere. and who knows some of them might become friends even when all this is over.

so thanks, all the best, and if you can save our show, life bless you. salaam.
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crooner 1.28: mohabbatein, page 13... looks like that first time too, the date didn't get me.


hi priya,

a beautiful crooner, starting with a song i know. but what i enjoyed the most was your joy at the episode. i feel happy when my buddies feel good and crooner is buzzing away. i see sunny is up first, with her bullet points. yay.
i see 13 pages have gone by and i am the late lateef. 👏 with joy.

new writer? hmmm, could that be the reason? yesterday's episode did not touch me at all. i so longed to get into it and be carried away. pity nothing worked. no point in going into the details. though khushi not being able to tell the difference between kala khatta and alcohol and actually imagining she is drunk made me sort of angry.

i liked the sentiment expressed in him loving her the way she is, not to change. the dialogue lacked the zizz of ipk where nothing is said by either in a straight sort of way. and i wish she could have reciprocated with the same sentiment.

ah but there was a moment of pure joy though. that decoration scene, where he sat amid high activity, engrossed in his computer, almost scowling. oh how my heart leaped. there was asr.

i thank the creatives for giving time and space to the lead pair. there was much more balance in the design of the episode. delighted that the date and its moments spoke to all of you.
do not mean to dampen spirits in any way. i have always been honest and straight forward about ipk here. did not think it would be fair to either pretend or completely shut up.
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