just so that we know and are abs sure about this, wiki says:
mauve... from the french form of malva mallow, is a pale purple colour, which is named after the mallow flower. the first use of the word mauve as a colour was in 1796-8 according to the oxford english dictionary, but its use seems to have been rare before 1859. another name for the colour is mallow with the first recorded use of mallow as a color name in english in 1611.
and since rhyming with that mallow i am shallow, this episode really was for me only and all about a man and his mauve. there is also his "kaun rokega mujhe."
i'll be back with more and mauve soon.
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this episode on, something begins which i honestly can't bring myself to agree with, therefore the enjoyment of stunning asr khushi scenes does get impacted. my problem is: remarriage.
without raising my hand in obnoxious fashion but choosing a word with a sense of extreme castigation in it, i say quietly to myself, lips pursed... avaidh. illicit
i have no idea what this word exactly means but it certainly seems to say: wrong, incorrect, not acceptable, shameful.
marriage is, if we are to accept this idea at all, a fairly serious, some will say sacred, thing. it cannot be played with beyond a point, certainly not on daily tv which everyone watches and all the time. and absolutely not for trp. this remarriage was brought on only for money and nothing else.
for the sake of drama and story telling, and because it was delivered with a pristine powerful passion, i could accept, almost revel in actually, the fabulous yet terrifying wedding at the temple. subsequently he mentioned she was his legally wedded wife... which she did not refute. i presume therefore this marriage has legal sanction... they might have shown us a scene with the two of them signing the certificate and a couple of witnesses... they might have even shown us how he devised the six month clause into it... but this was a marriage... and even she accepted the signs of it such as mangalsutra and sindoor, which she did not take lightly at all, wearing them when they were hating each other, when they were loving each other... so.. to me, asr agreeing to this new shadi was just a result of bad writing, ugly greed and complete disregard for the story and for love.
when he returned from kidnap, i did think he'd "marry" her again, but in their way, perhaps by the poolside, under the stars, give her kangans, letter from maa, maybe even in front of the families... but this?
sorry. this makes their marriage before god, which she believes in, with its mangalsutra and sindoor, which again he brings in because she believes in them, seem to be just a sham. that is just not right.
marriage is no joke... they were married.
and so, i feel a disconnect. the only positive outcome of this whole fiasco to me is episode 248, a new level of commitment...
and since when is sex between lovers such a bad thing? and i totally get his indignation on the night of the suhag raat which he'd set up with so much happiness and anticipation. isn't a lover wanting to make the first time they have sex with each other special a nice thing... wouldn't we like that?
and why is indian tv presenting such a ridiculous, damaging notion of sex in the first place. we neither marry to have sex nor not have it... it is an essential part of human survival. and is highly enjoyable.. when we attempt to create permanence between two people who are not genetically connected, the sheer intimacy it brings in has many uses, including actually helping people tether, i see it often as a means of communicating. but at the same time human beings can have sex without marriage and for reasons they believe are valid... it is a matter of choice. to tie sex exclusively to marriage is a bit silly and doesn't understand the basic premise of either thing. I think our media struggles between adopting the so called western ideals and remaining to appear deep rooted. For television soaps which cater to the largely kitchen audience this balance almost always tends to tether towards the idolizing dogmas of society. And while I do think it is Khushi's choice if she considered the suhagraat inappropriate before marriage what I dislike is her saying they weren't married. They were.
more and more serials present this whole thing about two people getting married then a whole chaos about soemthing or the oyther and then they just don't do "it". huh? seems to say to me, a whole mindset of sex being:"bad" and worse still "not essential" is being created. warped.
desist, dammit. and sometimes its almost all one is actually working towards. first comes the angry phase. then the falling in love, marry but no avaidh samandh. then misunderstanding. then clearing. and finally the quiet fade as few earrings are opened and a bollywood song plays. then after thats all taken care of and no story line left in comes numerous buajis and chachis and scheming dadis and never ending drama descends into the lovers lives.
this is avaidh.
thankfully, someone else couldn't care less about all the rasam and custom and eye rolling hysterical joy over meaningless things.
he concentrates on dressing. hehehe
ah.
i am watching transfixed. (not that you don't know that already.)

- shrug on brown waistcoat and turn elegantly while talking to lover girl on phonewa... blue is your tooth, and mauve is your shirt, slightly distracted is your air... that mid shot magnification... magnificento.
she is in a nice red tent, with a casual knot... but in the casual department, ah that tone of voice and that man going about daily routine air, me casualty.
"tum ready ho...?"
you ready?
"haan, arnav ji, bas hum taiyaar ho rahe hain... kya hua?"
yes, i am getting ready, what's the matter?
"kuch nahin... i'll see you soon."
nothing, i'll see you soon. (sexxxy)
"kya? aap hume dekh lenge?"
what, you'll see me?
pause. eyebrows dance...
hot hot "uh... matlab...?", uh meaning? on a sort of laugh. i have died. really all these rituals, who thought of these... i am going to buy an suv... he needs one. he must abduct her now and stop this nonsense.
she lets him know in her pleased, over sweet, know everything tone...once it used to be fun, but now i just want to runaway... anyway he is told he can't see the bride.
and the devastating comeback... aahh my romance writer di..
"okay... kaun rokega mujhe?"
okay, who's going to stop me?
gosh he's doing his cuffs... okay i have to say, man has that thing we used to call by a very old fashioned name: sa... sex appeal, hello hi bye bye. erm err
nice clear cap
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