Katha Ankahee -- #10 daily episode DT - Page 21

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It was a deal and katha dont remembering about the physical aspect or not having glimpses of it only signfies that she had her consent for it. She is not disgusted by him or his touch like it was forced neither it was romantic for her. One can have such glimpses or feelings only if either a good memory or bad memory and katha sounded like she got over it pretty much in the apology scene.

Bulbul - The above from your reply which made me think a bit more. My thing is - can we separate the physical act from the emotional act. End of the day, what you are saying is still the physical act laced with emotion. BUT you are absolutely correct in Katha’s perspective that maybe she has demarcated it this way, good or bad feelings - but that is still emotion. I am saying literally the touch, the physical feeling of someone touching, the feeling our body went through. That craving.

Here is where I think Gayatri is correct, this is way too nuanced for ITV to touch upon. Which means it may only come up when they actually fall in love because then they even speaking of it is “permissive” if we continue to have this director maybe..

But both of your replies did make me think up a scenario - so I wrote it down -

something like this perhaps - they are already together.

Viaan has bought Kathaa a gift. He hands her a paper bag which seems like an expensive clothes stores. Kathaa looks at him with a small smile and he returns it with his.. she sits on the bed and opens the box and there is a pink hakoba saree with white embroidery. She runs her fingers on it…

katha sighs, “it’s beautiful”.
“tumhe achi lagi?” He asks softly “pehnogi?”

“Of course” she assures him

She then shuts the box and says “lekin aaj nahi, kisi aur Din” and turns to finish dressing as they are going to step out for dinner. Arav comes skipping into the room.

It’s late night, Viaan has just carried the sleeping aarav to his room, got him to brush his teeth in his sleeping self and and change to pyjamas, all the time smiling at the boy’s mutterings. He walks into their bedroom and Katha has removed the saree from the box and placed it on her chest running her fingers on it and staring at the mirror.. He walks to her and stands behind her

“mujhe laga tumhe pasand nahi aaya” he says softly, his hands behind him, bending slightly towards her not realizing his whispers almost touch the tiny hairs on her neck

“Aap mere liye hamesha pink kyu laate ho? Pink scarf, pink stole, pink shirt aur aaj pink saree? Mujhe pata nahi thaa ki pink aapka favorite color hai” she says with a tone that is mixed with curiosity and slight worry.

“Kyunki tum pe pink bahut achaa lagta hai” He says with slight amount of surety and slight worry

“main pink jyaada nahi pehenti tou aapko aisa kyu lagta hai”

“kyunki jab bhi pehenti ho, mujhe voh Katha nazar aati hai jo dheet hai, itni ki usse kisi ki zrurat nahi, phir bhi usse jo chahiye hakk se mangti hai. Voh Katha jo apne aap mei complete ho. Aur sach kahun, mai uss Kathaa ke liye tarasta hoon.” He says softly without moving closer.

She turns and moves closer to him-

“Aap jis Kathaa ke liye taras rahe ho, voh yehi hai. Aap mere liye nahi, uss raat ke liye taras rahe ho, taaki aap uss galti ko sudhar sako… Mai yehi hun, vo raat ek jhagde ki tarah bhul ke aage badhna chahiye”

“Itna asaan hai” he asks

“hamare paas aur koi choice nahi hai” she shakes her head

“kya uss raat ki har baat bhul chuki ho?” He tilts his head and asks like a child

She looks at her husband’s vulnerable eyes, his voice seeking her and suddenly she craves him. It is this Viaan / the one that spills his deepest emotions that attracts her the most. She keeps her feelings locked but his ability to share his deepest angst has always shifted something in her. She places her hand on his cheek, hardly covering it, his neatly trimmed soft beard increasing the craving, she says softly to his lips

“Kuch baatein yaad hai… aapki yeh daadi mere maathe par.” She runs her finger on his lower lip “aapki yeh vaali oont mere gardan par” and then holds his hands and intermingles their fingers “aur aapke haath … aur aapke ungaliyan… mere tan par…” tears fill her eyes and his eyes are shut which now open and stare at her.

He holds her face, his hands cover her cheeks and bends to kiss her as tears run down his face and her tears falls into her mouth as she opens it to let him kiss her deep.

Originally posted by: columbia

It was a deal and katha dont remembering about the physical aspect or not having glimpses of it only signfies that she had her consent for it. She is not disgusted by him or his touch like it was forced neither it was romantic for her. One can have such glimpses or feelings only if either a good memory or bad memory and katha sounded like she got over it pretty much in the apology scene.

Bulbul - The above from your reply which made me think a bit more. My thing is - can we separate the physical act from the emotional act. End of the day, what you are saying is still the physical act laced with emotion. BUT you are absolutely correct in Katha’s perspective that maybe she has demarcated it this way, good or bad feelings - but that is still emotion. I am saying literally the touch, the physical feeling of someone touching, the feeling our body went through. That craving.

Here is where I think Gayatri is correct, this is way too nuanced for ITV to touch upon. Which means it may only come up when they actually fall in love because then they even speaking of it is “permissive” if we continue to have this director maybe..

But both of your replies did make me think up a scenario - so I wrote it down -

something like this perhaps - they are already together.

Viaan has bought Kathaa a gift. He hands her a paper bag which seems like an expensive clothes stores. Kathaa looks at him with a small smile and he returns it with his.. she sits on the bed and opens the box and there is a pink hakoba saree with white embroidery. She runs her fingers on it…

katha sighs, “it’s beautiful”.
“tumhe achi lagi?” He asks softly “pehnogi?”

“Of course” she assures him

She then shuts the box and says “lekin aaj nahi, kisi aur Din” and turns to finish dressing as they are going to step out for dinner. Arav comes skipping into the room.

It’s late night, Viaan has just carried the sleeping aarav to his room, got him to brush his teeth in his sleeping self and and change to pyjamas, all the time smiling at the boy’s mutterings. He walks into their bedroom and Katha has removed the saree from the box and placed it on her chest running her fingers on it and staring at the mirror.. He walks to her and stands behind her

“mujhe laga tumhe pasand nahi aaya” he says softly, his hands behind him, bending slightly towards her not realizing his whispers almost touch the tiny hairs on her neck

“Aap mere liye hamesha pink kyu laate ho? Pink scarf, pink stole, pink shirt aur aaj pink saree? Mujhe pata nahi thaa ki pink aapka favorite color hai” she says with a tone that is mixed with curiosity and slight worry.

“Kyunki tum pe pink bahut achaa lagta hai” He says with slight amount of surety and slight worry

“main pink jyaada nahi pehenti tou aapko aisa kyu lagta hai”

“kyunki jab bhi pehenti ho, mujhe voh Katha nazar aati hai jo dheet hai, itni ki usse kisi ki zrurat nahi, phir bhi usse jo chahiye hakk se mangti hai. Voh Katha jo apne aap mei complete ho. Aur sach kahun, mai uss Kathaa ke liye tarasta hoon.” He says softly without moving closer.

She turns and moves closer to him-

“Aap jis Kathaa ke liye taras rahe ho, voh yehi hai. Aap mere liye nahi, uss raat ke liye taras rahe ho, taaki aap uss galti ko sudhar sako… Mai yehi hun, vo raat ek jhagde ki tarah bhul ke aage badhna chahiye”

“Itna asaan hai” he asks

“hamare paas aur koi choice nahi hai” she shakes her head

“kya uss raat ki har baat bhul chuki ho?” He tilts his head and asks like a child

She looks at her husband’s vulnerable eyes, his voice seeking her and suddenly she craves him. It is this Viaan / the one that spills his deepest emotions that attracts her the most. She keeps her feelings locked but his ability to share his deepest angst has always shifted something in her. She places her hand on his cheek, hardly covering it, his neatly trimmed soft beard increasing the craving, she says softly to his lips

“Kuch baatein yaad hai… aapki yeh daadi mere maathe par.” She runs her finger on his lower lip “aapki yeh vaali oont mere gardan par” and then holds his hands and intermingles their fingers “aur aapke haath … aur aapke ungaliyan… mere tan par…” tears fill her eyes and his eyes are shut which now open and stare at her.

He holds her face, his hands cover her cheeks and bends to kiss her as tears run down his face and her tears falls into her mouth as she opens it to let him kiss her deep.

And love you and the os!!! ❤❤🤗🤗

Originally posted by: MSgayatri

yeh os kahi aur post karo!!!

And love you and the os!!! ❤❤🤗🤗

Will do, having some dinner. Will eat and post it

Originally posted by: MSgayatri

yeh os kahi aur post karo!!!

And love you and the os!!! ❤❤🤗🤗

Posted and added few more lines too, enjaaaiiiii

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/katha-ankahee/5316630/kaviaan-os-collection-os-4-kehta-na-koi-par-page-16?pn=10

Originally posted by: columbia

Posted and added few more lines too, enjaaaiiiii

super. added to FF list on page 1 of DT

Originally posted by: mango.falooda

super. added to FF list on page 1 of DT

thanks so much Mango, idk if I tagged you on the os, don’t even know if you read fiction…but would love to know what you think, if you do. Thanks again for adding to the list on DT. ❤️

Originally posted by: columbia

It was a deal and katha dont remembering about the physical aspect or not having glimpses of it only signfies that she had her consent for it. She is not disgusted by him or his touch like it was forced neither it was romantic for her. One can have such glimpses or feelings only if either a good memory or bad memory and katha sounded like she got over it pretty much in the apology scene.

Bulbul - The above from your reply which made me think a bit more. My thing is - can we separate the physical act from the emotional act. End of the day, what you are saying is still the physical act laced with emotion. BUT you are absolutely correct in Katha’s perspective that maybe she has demarcated it this way, good or bad feelings - but that is still emotion. I am saying literally the touch, the physical feeling of someone touching, the feeling our body went through. That craving.

Here is where I think Gayatri is correct, this is way too nuanced for ITV to touch upon. Which means it may only come up when they actually fall in love because then they even speaking of it is “permissive” if we continue to have this director maybe..

But both of your replies did make me think up a scenario - so I wrote it down -

something like this perhaps - they are already together.

Viaan has bought Kathaa a gift. He hands her a paper bag which seems like an expensive clothes stores. Kathaa looks at him with a small smile and he returns it with his.. she sits on the bed and opens the box and there is a pink hakoba saree with white embroidery. She runs her fingers on it…

katha sighs, “it’s beautiful”.
“tumhe achi lagi?” He asks softly “pehnogi?”

“Of course” she assures him

She then shuts the box and says “lekin aaj nahi, kisi aur Din” and turns to finish dressing as they are going to step out for dinner. Arav comes skipping into the room.

It’s late night, Viaan has just carried the sleeping aarav to his room, got him to brush his teeth in his sleeping self and and change to pyjamas, all the time smiling at the boy’s mutterings. He walks into their bedroom and Katha has removed the saree from the box and placed it on her chest running her fingers on it and staring at the mirror.. He walks to her and stands behind her

“mujhe laga tumhe pasand nahi aaya” he says softly, his hands behind him, bending slightly towards her not realizing his whispers almost touch the tiny hairs on her neck

“Aap mere liye hamesha pink kyu laate ho? Pink scarf, pink stole, pink shirt aur aaj pink saree? Mujhe pata nahi thaa ki pink aapka favorite color hai” she says with a tone that is mixed with curiosity and slight worry.

“Kyunki tum pe pink bahut achaa lagta hai” He says with slight amount of surety and slight worry

“main pink jyaada nahi pehenti tou aapko aisa kyu lagta hai”

“kyunki jab bhi pehenti ho, mujhe voh Katha nazar aati hai jo dheet hai, itni ki usse kisi ki zrurat nahi, phir bhi usse jo chahiye hakk se mangti hai. Voh Katha jo apne aap mei complete ho. Aur sach kahun, mai uss Kathaa ke liye tarasta hoon.” He says softly without moving closer.

She turns and moves closer to him-

“Aap jis Kathaa ke liye taras rahe ho, voh yehi hai. Aap mere liye nahi, uss raat ke liye taras rahe ho, taaki aap uss galti ko sudhar sako… Mai yehi hun, vo raat ek jhagde ki tarah bhul ke aage badhna chahiye”

“Itna asaan hai” he asks

“hamare paas aur koi choice nahi hai” she shakes her head

“kya uss raat ki har baat bhul chuki ho?” He tilts his head and asks like a child

She looks at her husband’s vulnerable eyes, his voice seeking her and suddenly she craves him. It is this Viaan / the one that spills his deepest emotions that attracts her the most. She keeps her feelings locked but his ability to share his deepest angst has always shifted something in her. She places her hand on his cheek, hardly covering it, his neatly trimmed soft beard increasing the craving, she says softly to his lips

“Kuch baatein yaad hai… aapki yeh daadi mere maathe par.” She runs her finger on his lower lip “aapki yeh vaali oont mere gardan par” and then holds his hands and intermingles their fingers “aur aapke haath … aur aapke ungaliyan… mere tan par…” tears fill her eyes and his eyes are shut which now open and stare at her.

He holds her face, his hands cover her cheeks and bends to kiss her as tears run down his face and her tears falls into her mouth as she opens it to let him kiss her deep.

I have come to the conclusion that the the ONS was a negative thing, so katha and viaan won't ever think about it. Hopefully, once their dating/love phase starts, they will make some positive memories to reflect upon.

@ columbia: Just give us a series of OS depicting Kaviaan's romance, attraction, dating phase. Because the show won't give us anything.

Originally posted by: columbia

thanks so much Mango, idk if I tagged you on the os, don’t even know if you read fiction…but would love to know what you think, if you do. Thanks again for adding to the list on DT. ❤️

no worries; I generally don't read fiction. also another handicap is that my hindi is not that good. (no idea what your title means) am one of the few here on DT who watches hindi serials for the sole purpose of making sure I don't forget what I learnt in school. so serial watching is kind of educational for me 😆