IKRS Tuesday 31st May 2016 ep 263 My Take ~Crushed flowers!
For some, memories, nostalgia, recollections, are natures soothers from the gods, especially where missing loved ones are concerned. They enrich lives with the fragrances of past times giving a sense of healing. Yet for others these very reminiscences can be like withered flowers , compressed, colourless, wilting away like some bad memory that one desperately wants to bury.. The episode gives us a further continuation of the colour of the Ishq that Viplav holds on to like a sweet smelling tuber rose, but Dhani, let's go off like a stale smell..
It's odd though, despite her bad memories the woman runs a budding flower kiosk. Garlands, dealing with flowers, were ever present in her life. Dhani back in the ashram days made garlands with her family for devotees to show obeisance to the gods and goddesses. Those very deities , gave her the inspiration to run a small business to put bread on the table for her small family. She tried not to think but it was that man.. who motivated the entrepreneur s spirit in her.. Dhani sells flowers to customers ,for the right amount she is due.. yet despite the cloud that darkens an unseen side of her , smiles and pep talk she gives for free. Dhani knows the customer is the boss how they feel? what they require? its her job to fulfil! So during trading hours today , she makes a customer happy by presenting him a hastily substituted bouquet of flowers. The man is mighty impressed by her presence of mind in business.. that to ensure a sale is made! he praises her spirit and offers her double the price for her good sense. There are some things Dhani never negotiates ,her values , only accepts the right amount. Instead she is honest enough to speak her mind ,should the customer wish to show his appreciation for her spirit? he could help her in getting a bigger order , to sell her goods. Her positive assertiveness gets her a reference and business card from the customer for a potential bumper order for a forthcoming marriage in his friend's house! enough money to get admission fee for her child.. Dhani's values brings forth possible real fragrance of flowers of further success .. will this fragrance of fresh flowers bind two lovers again? the colour of Ishq is like the rising fragrance of flowers , that please the gods.. she tenderly looks at the sweet scented flower posy in her hands. Flowers always provided for her..she reminisces.
Viplav dreamily too as he looks down tenderly at the bunch of tuber roses.. yes that day when she impulsively got out of the car.. he wanted to take her elsewhere, but she had her eyes set on the way side flower vendor.. tuber roses ! she held and smelt and passed it over for him to smell too.. her smile he remembers , it heals him today as he once again he smells the tuber roses now.. its odd after all these years the fragrance of these particular flowers still smell of his love for Dhani.. they feel of her still.. Viplav run's his finger tip over one and his eyes turn dreamy and nostalgic..
None of that for Dhani though, she may sell flowers ,deal with flowers now, but she is no flower petal now! more like a prickly thorn to be watchful off! The flower supplier offers her tuberoses bouquets for her kiosk, she lacks them as a selection, they are popular buys, and will be sold like hot cakes! Dhani bites his head off rejects his proposal! In fact refuses to even touch the bouquets as if they were some impure !unholy ! impious goods! Her memory cuts her up .. how she had said to him that day , remember her when every he sees tuber roses.. and he had replied.. and she should think about him.. she thinks about him with much sorrow , anger at herself , the fragrance of these flowers now sickens her! every time she comes across them , she runs from them like from death itself! they will never be sold in her flora shop! Dhani rumbles interally. Dulari challenges her it's pointless venting off on the flowers! remember it's flowers that provide bread on their table , besides tuber roses were what she loved and Dhani spews ,but now she loathes them! all those things that are connected to that man's memories! She wants to erase all the memories associated with that man... it burns her , that sight of his head resting on Kamini's shoulder ! his words he made a big mistake! her words why does he keep repeating he made a big mistake in marrying Dhani... Dhani's wound still festers, she tells Dulari as she wipes her tears , she wants to forget all memories linked to that man, she wants to forget him.. the man who lied to her, made false promises to her , snatched everything from her! her home! the little joys of her life! he killed that Dhani who once believed in love! she has buried his memories ! Dhani pours out her anger before her mother! but the colour of Ishq is still holding within her ,his memories good or bad , are still lodged in her heart.. wish for her , the colour of Ishq turns indifferent..
Dhani is one memory Kamini has failed to remove from Viplav's life ..she stands before Dhani's picture in Viplav's office in the ashram courtyard. The simple bunch of tuber roses mocks her in the face .. there at the AN she ordered a huge flower bouquet for him to express the vast carnal love she has for him but here presumably he had his nose buried in these humble common man's !common flowers! Viplav stands with his back to his militant so called self proclaimed wife, feeds the fish , fish food... this fish Kamini who angled for him! yet to this day never really caught him! she is the fish in deep waters.. her husband doesn't give a damn for her or for any damned party! He never asked for one! she raves and rants every one waited for him! cant he give her five minutes of his time... coldly Viplav folds his sleeves , ready to combat her with his frigidity , NO...he replies and that annoys her as he lets her complains bounce off his stiff attitude , he is not answerable to this fish she can swallow water and bubbles all her life! muses Viplav..kamini demands what kept him? and he replies calmly unafraid , nonchalantly , this is his Dhani's ashram..he finds peace here.. that does it! she shrieks like a banshee! Dhani!dhani! Dhani! the bomb blast shred her to bits and he still goes on about her! Dhani is dead!.. Viplav rolls her eyes , warns her that's enough! when she doesn't , he snaps at her and smashes a desk lamp on the floor and tells her his truth , Dhani lives for him ,in him! in every breath he takes! She's not dead! He considers her still his wife! that's why he wears her mangalsutra around his wrist! She is alive and she's better get that Dhani lives in his memory! She will live! as long as he lives ! Viplav roars in Kamini's face! ..he looks up at Dhani's photo all calm, after letting off steam.. yes his Ishq Dhani lives on in him.. Viplav loathes the idea of even being seen with Kamini as her husband.. she tries to bind her in her social circles by getting him contracts ..but he turns down all events, social and business if it means being this fish' s mascot...
Viplav stares at his Dhani's photo.. as Dhani tips toes into the room where mrs.kaushik invites Kamini and viplav for her daughter's wedding..dhani's photo on Viplav's wall suddenly slides down and he catches her in his arms. His love his Dhani ,holds her from going to pieces.. mrs. Kaushik's pallu moves she fixes it, her mobile slips out of her hand and Dhani catches it in her palm... Viplav on the other side assumes he speaks to mrs .Khaushik says helooo! Helooo... Dhani hears his voice, looks down at the number... Ishq ! Ishq! Colour of Ishq is white.. both Viplav and Dhani sense a tune from the past.. Dhani.. shakes her head as her heart strums the tune from yester years, the colour of Ishq is white, my beloved.. Viplav nods his head to show no one's on the other end.. then mrs.kaushak grabs the phone off, a dumb found Dhani.. Viplav turns down mrs khaushik's invitation... Dhani though introduces herself and succeeds in getting herself the contract for floral decorations for mrs.khausiks daughter's wedding.. Dhani is asked to see Simone Singh the wedding planner.. but before Dhani leaves , she looks back and wonders who mrs.khashik was speaking to..? was it to him..? she looks at her hand that held mrs.khaushik's phone,that brought her that voice..which resurrected some emotion that she to this day she tries to bury..
In Viplav's room, that he set up for Dhani as their honey moon suite..kamini manipulates Viplav into going for this wedding.. she thinks by getting him business contacts she can crawl into his bed.. but Viplav from day one was never interested in her from head to toe! She wants his body and that to he withdraws from her .. won't even change before her which cuts her up! she is his wife after all! he behaves so off with her! she rants , why did he marry her? if this is the way he is going to treat her? did she force him to marry her? she asks him and Viplav confesses... he made a mistake! that why he married her!he was not in his senses, but she was of sane mind! and he moves her out of the wave and retreats in the bathroom...so really Kamini. too has received her punishment. Every day her constant burning in hell continues.. she possess Viplav but cannot hold on to him. His aloof ,cold distance blocks her off from him.. he is still Dhani's husband! Dhani's love! to this day.. she tried to split them but ended up being fragmented by viplav's distance every single day.. Dhani's picture in their bed room smiles down at her.. and Kamini as the loser admits with hate that even though dead , she is alive in Viplav's life..
Dulari moans about Mumbai s humidity and over crowding! prefers banaras any day! but Dhani reminds her nothing is left there in Banaras for them now..Mumbai has given them a job, a refuge , now this is their motherland. Dulari cracks a joke!a bloke ran behind her shouting mango mango! So bought these two for Vidha..learning English words are a sign of progression for the three ladies living in this house! the littlest woman pulls the shots wants to eat mangos before dinner! Dhani reminds her about hygiene, wash the fruit before eating! but this fruit of love between Viplav and Dhani refuses to wash and says the mango one eats is under the skin is clean!.. Dhani recalls him saying the very words years ago.. this time though, Dhani smiles , at whose words ,her daughters? or the fathers? Vidha has a mouth on her like her father!wants her nanny to tell her mother off for taking her to task. She thinks of the one who can tell her mother off is her dad! and then it's the same question the fruit of their love asks.. when will her dad come? Dhani replies with a faint sparkle in her eyes ,that day when the drums beat! With lots of noise! the day her dad comes it'll be a special day! there will be colourful balloons floating in the skies! the sky will be speckled with yellow, red, blue , colours! the earth will seem it's become heaven! Colour will be everywhere !and then Vidha's little heart will ask.. have you come dad? Vidha hugs her mother ,who consoles her daughter with a beautiful picture woven with words and images children love.. Dhani quietly in her heart still associates colour with Vidha's father.. Dulari points out that the child is her fathers's splitting image..dhani rebuts no! she's not! her child is only hers! Unique like herself not like anyone!..
Vidha's dad will be flying to her city the very next day... the colour of Ishq is the flower.. the fruit of love.. Vidha...
The episode was needed to show how things go by with viplav's marriage.. well its a rocky marriage! no marriage as far as he isconcerned..well kamini made her bed! she must lie on it ..alone! dhani.. may be grieving for that man as she puts it.. might be in denial as well.. Ishq is around.. thin line between hate and love.. should be mighty interesting to see when these too bump into each other.. love the way she told her Vidha what the day would be like when her dad comes to meet her! Hamlet53 1.6.16
sorry for late post.. was held up ...
precap: kamini keeps her shady links with tripurari.. their joint target rating point is still dhani!
