Hi!😊 Its been a long time since I've given a post on This day That Year...I am sorry, these days I am unable to correlate the dates accurately... My apologies. please forgive me... it is the lack of time that is to be blamed... I'll try and catch up as best as I can...So here is a dose of nostalgia... from me, to you...THIS DAY THAT YEAR
14TH September, 2011
Ek Garam Chai ki Pyaali Ho…
(aur usko munh pe phenkne waali ho…)
This episode marked one of the turning points in ARHI's love story. An episode which touched the heart and also tickled your funny bones. A goofy, clumsy Khushi, the first glimpse of ASR's sense of humour; the first glimpse of ARHI's unconscious protectiveness towards each other… this episode had the true IPKKND magic… AAHHH!!! Those were the days…
ASR had insulted Khushi and taunted her about her "Aukaat" and she in turn had retorted that she will definitely come to him if ever she took it into her head to publish a book on the subject. Seething from the fact that Khushi for once was not responsible for ruining his laptop, the mulish Arnav had dug in his heels and refused to apologise to her; on the other hand he insults her further saying that his sister too need not apologise to her as Khushi is merely Anjali's servant and nothing more. Both are hurt, both are angry, both are hot and both are bothered…
Anjali takes Khushi a downstairs to the hall where Nani, Mami and Lavanya are assembled, involved in their work. Nani notices both the girls are upset and asks them what is wrong. Anjali is about to put Nani into the picture when Khushi interrupts her by changing the subject. She knew it wil cause the old lady to take her grandson to task if the truth were known.
She claims to dislike the Laad Governor with all her heart, but she didn't want to get him into trouble… what is between Arnav and Khushi, remains between Arnav and Khushi…
Anjali gets up to get tea… Khushi offers to get it for her… Anjali directs her to the poolside…
The poolside has been a witness to some of the more epic moments in ARHI's journey of love… and so it happened…
Khushi is pouring tea when she senses him… he is there right behind her, she knows it though she refuses to look back at him. He is looking at her, there is a hesitancy in his approach, a softness and a shade of guilt on his face… he knows he has done wrong, but he has no experience in tendering apologies… he has no intention of apologizing, but he wants to say something, do something to erase the previous incident. Arnav has no idea how to go on, but he decides to do something about it, we have no idea what… unfortunately, we'll never know…
Arnav walks purposefully upto her, stops just behind her… she is aware of him, looks at him just once and just as quickly, turns her face aside… she has no intention of starting a conversation, it seems…
Arnav has other ideas… he initiates the conversation…
He is not angry, he is not impetuous; in fact it seems as if he is calm, and contained… his tone is even bordering on the gentle…
Khushi, tume…
But the firecracker is in no mood to listen to him… frankly, she's had enough of him and his temper tantrums…
Bas! Humein apni aukaat ke bare mein aur baat nahi karni hai!
She turns her back on him and moves forward to pick up the tea tray, when… she is stopped; by holy of holies! A tug on her dupatta! Her Dupatta! That sacred piece of cloth which covers that narrow strip of skin around the graceful column of her neck, that makes all the difference between "Sabhya" and "Asabhya"; without which a sanskari Hindustani Lakdi is supposed to die of shame!
Impulsive Khushi! Hot-headed Khushi! The idiot that she is, she gets this record-breaking moronic thought in her head that "The Arnav Singh Raizada", business tycoon, suave man of the world, class personified had the temerity to lay his manicured hands on Khushi Kumari Gupta's Dupatta!

Humara Dupatta Chhodiye!
Arnav Singh Raizada is confused…
What?
He probably never had to lift a finger, and women came flocking to him… and here he is being accused of laying his hands on a Lucknowi piece of cloth? Unbelievable!
But Khushi is still under a misunderstanding… no further thoughts, no deliberations… seedha action!

Aapki himmat kaise hui!
She had thrown hot tea in his face! And for a while the foolish girl doesn't realize her folly…. She stares at him rather haughtily as if to say,,, now you know what happens to people who grab Khushi Kumari Gupta's Holy Lajja Vastra…
Only to realize seconds later, that No! Cactus Singh Raizada had done nothing of the sort! The infernal cloth had entangled itself in another cactus altogether… the botanical kind…

Khushi could only look on shocked. She knew she had done it now! She was done for!

To his credit, he said not a word… but glare he did! If looks could kill… Khushi Kumari Gupta would have been dog meat… dead dog meat…

Mortally scared… Khushi runs… she runs for her life… but she looks at him from a safe didtance, only to see him standing exactly where she had left him… breathing deeply, hands fisted, eyes closed… trying to control himself; rage? Or something else?

Khushi finds out from Anjali that Arnav has been scalded… consumed with guilt, she traipses after Anjali, a tube of ointment in her hands to tend the injured…
Once again the unique equation between Mr. Raizada and Miss Gupta is brought about, when Khushi is about to confess her role in the fiasco, Arnav stops her by changing the topic and diverting anjali's mind…
He claims to dislike the Low Class Girl with all his heart, but he didn't want to get her into trouble… what is between Arnav and Khushi, remains between Arnav and Khushi…

After Anjali has left the room, a contrite and shame faced Khushi approaches him… consumed with guilt, she has no idea what to say to him… but before she could say anything, Arnav shuts the door in her face!
Arnav is angry; but more than that he is hurt… perhaps he didn't understand why he was feeling so hurt…
He never could stand her tears; it is another matter altogether that he hurts her with his words and ends up hurting her by his rash actions… but he would never ever intentionally ause her physical harm… so when Khushi scalded him like that, he thought it was pre-meditated on her part…
That she was equally hot-headed and rash… the thought never entered his head. For a change, ASR was at the receiving end of Khushi's wrath; and he was not liking it one bit! Yes, he is hurt!

Khushi too, was not having an easy time of it… faced with the enormity of what she has done, she determines to make amends… she decides to apologise…
And what follows is the most endearing and clumsiest apology we have ever been privileged to see…
Arnav is upset by the events of the morning and has retired to the poolside to find solace in his plants. Once more the poolside is a silent witness to the scene…

An apprehensive Khushi approaches the upset young man. Arnav is in no mood to entertain any overtures from Khushi's side…
Tum yahaan kya karne aayi ho?
Stuttering and stammering she begins her apology… it starts off well enough…
Hum… Woh… humara matlab hai ki… hum aisa nahi karna chahte the… hum aapko jalaana nahi chahte the…
So far so good… but this is goofy Khushi we are talking about… her apology is also bound to be goofy… she is overcome by her emotions and has teared up. Her tears has stopped Arnav in his tracks and he looks on… almost as if he is rooted to the spot

… aaj tak humne kissi ko bhi nahi jalaya!
Woh humein laga tha ki, (sniff) ki aapne humara Dupatta pakda tha…
Par aapne nahi pakda thaaa….
By now she was wailing in earnest… and Arnav was unnerved… he is almost scared out of his wits… he looks left, right, this way and that to ensure that the scene is not being witnessed and moves forward, in a gesture encouraging her to stop crying…

…unaware that there is a lethal looking gardening tool in his hand, which serves to frighten her further… he lowers it and composes himself, not much if the next words to come out of his snarky mouth are any indication…
Toh kya pakadna chahiye tha?😆
She is still crying… typical man that he is… he is terrified of female tears…
Dekho, pehle tum rona band kar do!
Khushi looks at him in wide eyed wonder… once assured that he is not in the trade mark rage of his, she proceeds with her speech… but not before an innocent comment…
Aap naa… (sniff, sniff) aap bahot ajeeb ho!
🤣
Now that was something… the pot calling the kettle black… He couldn't believe his ears…
What! Main ajeeb hoon? Aur yeh tum keh rahi ho?😆
In her innocence, Miss Khushi Kumari Gupta answers this rhetorical question with a nod of her head. He could only look on in disbelief…
Having rendered him temporarily speechless… Khushi Kumari Gupta proceeds to list her many pranks and iniquities methodically and in chronological order…😆
Aapki (sniff) gaadi mein mishri ki goli humne daali thi...
Aur aapke jooton mein joooce… (sob, sob)
By now the girl was making quite a racket with her tears… he was again frightened… frightened someone would come. Poor boy was certain that if his family saw her crying in his vicinity, he will be hauled over hot coals for it… whether he was responsible or not. He had to distract her somehow! His famed wits had scattered… and in a desperate attempt to stem her tears, he helpfully reminds her that it was Mango juice that she had poured into his footwear…😆

Woh santre ka nahi mila naa, isliye…🤣
KKG assures him in all earnestness that it was only because she couldn't find Orange juice that she had to substitute Mango juice instead…
And the Iceberg Begins to Thaw…😊

And Arnav Singh Raizada smiled… he had it alright… he had a sense of humor; a trifle rusty perhaps, but he couldn't help but smile at the goofy creature in front of him…

Khushi also apologises for throwing tea on him. Arnav for the first time is made aware of Khushi's innocence and her child-like approach to life. For the first time he is brought face to face with the fact that she is absolutely devoid of guile…

The scene ends with him offering her tissues and her giving an enormous and undignified snort into her Dupatta….

EWWW!!!

Humein jo kehna tha, humne keh diya! Ab hum jaa rahe hain!

Unbelievable!

The episode also had Lavanya exercising Miss Mutton… just to get into the good books of Nani… unfortunately, mutton walked off by herself, leaving Lavanya petrified. She runs to Mami for help… who is even more scared…

Oh My Gaad! Miss Kashyap! Ab tum bhi tip top se switch off hui jao! Kahe ki, saasu ma ko pataa chal jaayi naa, toh tumri bhi haaliday, humri bhi haaliday!🤣
Miss Kashyap, ek kaam karo! Tum post office chali jao aur khoob saari isstamp khareed ke le aao! Poocho kahe…
(Kahe?)😆
Kahe ki tumra aur Arnav Bitwa ka relation… sirf chitti patri ma… la…ang distance relation!🤣

Mami brings is a duplicate goatwa to fool Nani. Khushi recognizes the goat as fake and tries to dissuade Lavanya from going ahead with the plan and trying to fool Nani. Lavanya, instigated by Mami refuses to listen to her…
Khushi decides to find Laxmi on her own…
Before I leave, a big thank you to readers, likers and commentors... It is a pleasure writing for you!🤗
Edited by sonshine - 12 years ago