Blast from the Past Thread #5, Epi 70, Pg 125 - Page 46

Originally posted by: ..Anita..

the poolside location is even more confusing...i have no clue if it is on the first floor or on the second floor

Originally posted by: BarunDiwani

HI Sohara, great take, lol Arnav does seem to have split personalities...ASR and Arnav😆 the way he yell at her and insults her is truel appalling, but i have to stick up for my man, he doing this all our frustrations, and wanting his control back. the only part i really think he meant to say way about how she dared to defy, baat kaati, ulta jawaab, everything else was just anger at himself and anger at her for getting to him like this. Loved what you said in blue and purple is 👏👏, ur so right Mami is smart, she was onto Shyam before anyone else wasn't she?

Love this line!

Aghast Khushi came to her house with a scorch in heart.

Originally posted by: indi52

episode 63

""everyone is a moon and has a dark side, which he never shows to anybody."
~~~ mark twain ~~~

they have found each other again and again and again in darkness. like the brightest light ever it has shone the way to love. that first time he held her, he came out of the dark on a night of cloud burst and chaos. when he called out her name the very first time, it was pitch dark in that guest house, a storm tore through the hour, and she'd looked at him with eyes that saw other planes, universes, galaxies, he'd returned the look and gone with her for an eternity to unknown lands. diwali, the darkest night of the moon, amavasya, when they felt that naked, guileless passion and lit up the night. in their darkest hour, sitting far away from each other in quiet unlit corners, they heard each other from afar and spoke from their hearts, can you hear me... tum mujhe sun sakti ho? hamesha.

why this facility of the dark? perhaps when one sense closes down, the others sharpen? and help us fare inward, touch our inner world, which is essentially without light: a quiet, calmsort of dark? really, there's no 100 watt bulb inside, is there. what's around my heart? my gut? my mind? feels like those pictures of space, an ocean of darkness.

there was no light again when she finally let him make her his own, and made him hers forever, clad in black, the colour of dark.

so, scary and terrifying as these moments and those that come may be. they will surely find each other, that's really the agenda of the dark.

Originally posted by: indi52

hi all,
have you heard this? in entertainment weekly (an american mag) march 1 issue, an article on international hits that are ripe for american remakes lists only one show from india. yes. iss pyaar ko kya naam doon?

asr is described as :
a ruthless businessman, arnav, who only believes in money (think christian grey but less x-rated). 🤣 🤣 🤣 if only they knew.

Originally posted by: DurgaS

This poem is about ASR's outburst. That was very very rude Mr. ASR.

Picture credit: ArshiHamesha

Why was ASR angry?

Out, out, get out. Why did he so shout?

What was bothering him? Why was he so loud?

Did he feel he was losing? Did he feel he was surrendering?

He never listened to his heart. He kept it far apart.

His heart knew she was there. He could feel her in the air.

He simply rejected. His heart was so dejected.

When he saw her in the light, he knew his heart was right.

Earlier too, his heart would rejoice, when he thought of her without choice.

So many for memories to bring, a thought or a random thing.

Now too, there was no anger, when he placed his hand on her shoulder.

His heart was full of joy. He had a smile too, oh boy.

This feeling wasn't new, he knew his heart was true.

He felt himself surrender, he couldn't make such a blunder.

He was filled up with a rage, He gave her an angry gaze.

He shouted utter nonsense, said hers was fake innocence.

We can come to this conclusion, he was scared of his emotion.