Blast from the Past Thread #9, pg 105, ep 108

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indi52

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Posted: 12 years ago

#61

Originally posted by: siamesecat
New thread...congrats.

thanks, love your name. 😳

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Putija

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Posted: 12 years ago

#62

Originally posted by: wiwy

FIRST PAGE, THREAD NINE 🥳

Dear creators of BFTP
Your idea will ever shine,
For in a few winks,
We are on Thread Nine!

Indi, the master tailor
Sews on with a song,
Durga with a deft hand
Sounds the gong!

Risha, Roshini the tradition is
In your manner,
For now Supriya and Arshi
Also make a banner!

To hug or not to hug
Wow! Chalhov's poster wrote,
Arshi surmised Arnav's sorry
Was a Khushi ode!

BarunDiwani's Drool Corner
Do love to see we!
But Barun loves riddles
So Barun loves Wiwy!

wiwy

Nice poem from the riddler encompassing all blasters a phase for all👏

But Barun loves riddles

So Barun loves Wiwy! 🤣

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indi52

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Posted: 12 years ago

#63

Originally posted by: Katelyn
IPKKND unseen promo march 2013 on Mauritius MBC TV

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kY_gIlGuz1Y&list=LLOKVBk5wm718NgVG9ilsN5w[/YOUTUBE]

credit: Ziyalight

Direct link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kY_gIlGuz1Y&list=LLOKVBk5wm718NgVG9ilsN5w

Hey Blasters, I don't think we've seen the "Shutup" and "Marriage" promos before! They were omitted! Wish we could see more of unseen Arshi scenes!!

thanks, katelyn

saw a truncated fuzzy version of this, but this is too good. 🤗

the shuuut aaap, how very rude and sexy what.

man in dressing gown, whisky in hand, not interested in marriage, why am i feeling so happy suddenly. 😆

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indi52

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Posted: 12 years ago

#64

Originally posted by: BarunDiwani
@Arshi 🤗 thanks for the credit but Supi showed me the website, i merely played with that effect 😊 and was happy to show it to you guys. that effect suited your collage nicely. BTW, my comment on your 91 is on thread 8

@Indi when you finally get that man to push your car, can i hitch a ride with you, me desperately ready and packed for my trip to Nainital but have to survive a man's laughter and live to tell about it first ...fingers crossed it happens today 😆

@Kate super mmmuuuwwaaas for that unseen promo!!! their outlooks on marriage never seen it! i wish too we had more uncut clips...i'm sure you'll find them if they're out there!

sorry, no can do. it may not be known on this thread, but i never ever share the goodies with anyone. i am the wicked, opposite of anjie baby sort of di. 🤣 so, honey, when he arrives, i am abducting him and disappearing into a dhaba and turning into that kathy bates psycho character in misery. okay? okay?

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indi52

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Posted: 12 years ago

#65

Originally posted by: RebeccaDaphne
Congratulations all! 🥳And well done!👏 I can't believe it Thread 9 already!
A massive mountain of sweet jalebis I send to you as a thank you to all the Blasters!
( sorry but don't know how to post jalebii pic properly, so here's a hug instead! )🤗

hugs right back, rebecca.

am munching on imaginary jalebis thought of by you too. hope all good. 😳

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supriya

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Posted: 12 years ago

#66

Arshi Sunday Treat 😳

the edit doesn suit the song much 😆 but i wanted to add this song since this is the only Getaway Arnav nd Khushi hav ever got...which is highly disappointin 😔

Hav a Gr8 Sunday😊

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indi52

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Posted: 12 years ago

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episode 93

"i know... file saath la raha hoon, dammit," clenched teeth, irritated gray look, eyes cold with a glint of fire, the man is in a foul mood. which of course is always pleasing. he's going alone. not really, just that his companion is lying unconscious in the boot. right next to the pakora. went to nainital in a bus on a school excursion at 13, for only rs. 70. never thought some day i would return to this trip, quite this way.

where does a journey begin? where does it end? did this one start with a man in a bad mood rushing into a car and turning on the ignition? or did it actually take off with a girl on a scooter, a boy in a helicopter, each seeking a destination, one fine day in lucknow? the city of bhoolbhulaiya, of getting lost to find your way.

or perhaps it began in another plane, beyond even the writer's imagination, far far away, where truth meets truth and knows love to be its only destination.

khushi didn't find what she went seeking that day, asr almost made it, then things went awry. yet both had found their destination, only they had no idea of it. with a trip and fall, and a snap of pearl string, started another journey that would go via surprising routes, dangerous detours, ups, downs, ins and outs, avoid potholes and head on collisions somehow to bring us here.

forty four odd minutes on the road, intercut with the plot and sub plots moving smartly along. shyam and babuji taking crucial steps toward hospital, payal and akash being aided by la's cluelessness and naniji's not easy to please nature, then there's buaji's delusion so necessary for everything. lovely little touches, babuji gives payal his phone, so when he needs it, it's not there. right through, everyone keeps asking where's khushi. la is the first to find out. clever. nainital is but a minor trip missed by her alas, she will also be the first to know whom asr wants with him on the journey of life. she'd planned much for the other one, but like an intelligent driver, she will figure out when the road is no longer hers and look for another route.

a strain of ajeeb stalked the episode. yes, i thought, life is indeed an ajeeb, strange, journey and if any of the writers was thinking this while devising an episode so focused on taking us forward toward the next destination of story, i'd be delighted.

khushi believes that devi maiya takes you by the hand and leads you down your life path. yet, i can't quite see dm coming up with that jhatka plan to make some "love" time for la and asr. make pakoda, take out petrol from tank, en route to an urgent meeting trip up the man, grab him in a snuggle by nowhere and chomp pakora... would do wonders for the relationship of the girl she's employed to help. khushi was acting with free will. dm just spiked it all so that it was she who was left in the middle of nowhere with the man diverted permanently, not quite snuggling (that's for later), but ploughing through pakodas relentlessly.

really, the dabba never left her hand. the eating never stopped. only once, when she leapt out to push the car, did the white dabba get a respite from her firm grip.

she loves jalebi, he loves pakoda. both so deep fried, juicy, crunchy without, flowy within, just that one is sweet and one savoury. like some people we know. pakoda with its chilli hot anger, jalebi with its swirls of sanaka. but looks like the lover of jalebi is equally sold on pakora. i mean, should you regain consciousness and find yourself trapped in the boot of a moving car would you scream and shout on one hand yet keeping munching through loads of pakora? of course, no stopping your constant chatter either, "laad gov ki gaadi bilkul unhi ki tarah hai... jab dekho paa paa, har waqt horn bajate rahta hai," laad gov's car is exactly like the man, making noise all the time, the horn is forever on.

no wonder the man was completely thrown when he opened the boot. firstly, she is there, secondly... have a pakora?

"what the..." was there an eff... there?

she looks startled then. "aa... aap na zyada what the what the mat kijiye... hum aap ko batate hain ki kya hua..." she still doesn't know la isn't there. was she all set to offer la the crunchy tempters the moment she came out of the trunk? strange.

so what are you doing here? c'mon asr stop glaring, she just wanted to leave some goodies for you and la in the trunk.

so you went and sat in the trunk? i am guffawing at asr's dead panning here.

no it was the dupatta. but of course, now there possibly is a mingling of your desires, khushi, and dm's little plan, a weapon of both... the dupatta.

"toh aap akele jaa rahen hain?" so you're going by yourself? she's realised la is not around.

"aisa lag toh nahin raha hai." doesn't look like that. droll.

"dekhiye aap iss tarah se humse baat mat kijiye." see don't talk to me like that. a sexy contrast between salt and sweet, worldly and cutesie.

"hum taxi leke chale jaayenge," i'll take avcab and go.

"haann, sab taxi wale toh tumhara intezaar kar rahe hain na," yes of course, all the cabbies are waiting just for you.

man is supremely irritated. he is running late. work matters to this guy. it si what gives him his strength, tethers him to this life, gives energy, drive, a reason for passion.

"koi taxi kyun nahin aa rahi, " why isn'ta taxi coming... she's so very 18 years old, angry yet a dependence on him in her grouchy tone.

what, a strike? how will she go home.

"gadi me baitho," sit in the car. why is it always so intimate this asking her to get into his car?

"kya... aap hume chorenge?" what, you're going to take me?

"aur nahin to kya, beech sadak tumhe chhorke..." what else, will i leave you midway and...

in an instant the whole complexion of the moment transforms. memories and the memories crowd in... that night he had left her in the middle of nowhere and driven away...

journeys... what crazy turns they take.

"jaldi gaadi mein baitho, mere paas time nahin hai," quickly sit in the car, i don't have time. he takes the moment back again and brings us here on the road to nainital.

sorry i made a mistake, she says. check next time to see with whom what mistake you make, replies he

"itna dekh sakte toh humse galat kyun hoti..." if i could see so much, why would i make mistakes... the road lies before us all, yet how much of it can we really see. sometimes what feels like an unnecessary detour or even loss of way may be really the path we were supposed to take.

he looks at her, a strange feeling in his eyes. all these unexpected answers.

he will not get lost, he yells, hurry up.

she will not make a mistake so she marches obedienty to the boot while he strides to the passenger door to open it for her. hand reaches up for pin, and the left right jhatka ditty on tip of tongue no doubt. he is flabbergasted beyond belief. what the really. his eyes say, you're really ajeeb as she comes to the door held open.

a dark brooding asr looks ahead and drives, avoiding any contact with the pestilence on the passenger seat. she munches pakoda. even offers him one. a glare does the trick. in a perfectly enacted and edited shot he tells "lalit" he'll be late, a problem's come up. problem is upset halfway through munch.

and so continues the drive to where who knows. along the way, the petrol will get over, but naturally. asr will wonder how that could be. khushi will cringe remembering how. khushi will assure asr that she is woman enough to push a car.

"hum bhi dhakka denge," i will push the car also. and she gets that look from him again.

"tum." you. a slightest movement of head, a darkening look in eyes, a little turn in her direction, a quiet downward slanted, ending on fullstop, question mark, and exclamation mark all together... tum. and why do i feel a funny indulgent air in him. of course anger and disbelief, and dismissive a note.

he will look drop dead gorgeous and push the car anyway. of course, because she was so concentrating on not moving the steering wheel instead getting him to push more to the left, more to the right, etc., she will not notice how ahem dhakdhak the man looked straining to move a whole huge car.

when asr is tired and sweaty, and the petrol pump is nowhere in sight (maybe dm moved it a bit away from its original location), khushi's sassiness will earn her a harrumph asr and the right to push the car. she will do so, with aplomb. the more you stay in the same place, the longer the distance you cover. if i'm to critically appreciate the look on asr's face as he stands watching her "push" the car, i'd say she'd done a huge bit of travel straight into the centre of the dimaag man's dil.

unbelievable, his stance said. it was its way of saying "adorable," maybe?

ah well, moving on. there will be a tyre puncture (seriously, dm is leaving nothing to chances, taking over now on, asr thought he was writing his own destiny, up to a point he was, this nainital trip was his plan after all, but having seen the opportunity, fate/dm/life call it what you will had stepped in deftly for some navigation control).

no amount of pakora bribe will get them a lift in either direction, delhi or nainital.

somewhere along the way, aman would be introduced. hello, aman, bhelcomes bhelcomes. and in the comedic turn of this loony day, we'll laugh about whom asr called idiot, fool, and other such endearing things. then la would call, serving the biggest purpose of all. she will demand to speak to khushi and khushi wouldn't know how to hook on a blue tooth. so of course a beautiful brown hand will tuck back a strand of hair and put this little remote device on her ear. never before has the remote brought anyone so near.

dhakdghakdhakdhak. rabba vey tenderly traipsing in, in no hurry to get anywhere, almost telling the two to relax, sit back, enjoy the ride. sometimes the ride is the destination, indeed. khushi's eyes would reflect her sudden disquiet. but asr's will rest on her face just for a moment. still, just looking, inscrutable.

finally, fed up with everything, asr will decide to walk through the woods and khushi will be brave and refuse. then canny and give in. up will come the most incredible stalking of the man. sweet and hot lost in a forest with woody trees, bare brown earth and quietly descending mist, the very thought feels erotic. is that why khushi talks even more than usual, and asr is practically running? have to give super applause to the dialogue writers of khushi today. what might have become too obvious or irritating, became charming prattle, at times loaded with exciting nuance. she is talking loud and without pause it seems to fool the animals, but hey, look, a mangoi trre, wonder if there are any mangoes? a luscious fruit and love of it in the midst of nowhere, a sensual note floats up and plays with the swirls mist.

he's had it. you must stop talking or your salary shall be cut by half. can you do fiive minutes of keeping quiet? just five.

thank g she's shut up, looks like the threat of pay cut worked.

but... where are you khsuhi... khushi?

"i don't believe this. mujhe pata hai tum mere peechhe hi ho, khushi kumari gupta"... i know you're right behind me, kkg.

"jaldi saamne aao." come in front quickly. his voice is rough, tired, on edge.

"this is not funny." and in a trice, i'm on a cliff top months down the line. his voice wobbly, desperate, pleading as she lies lifeless in his arms. that journey too began here. his voice not yet that shaken, but signs of it there already.

khushi, last chance, if this is some rotten joke of yours, shall take your whole salary.

silence. quiet, endless woods, "the woods are lovely dark and deep," but where is she? she who is afraid of the dark, of speeding cars, who sits in the boot and chews pakora, who pushes the car with all her might and doesn't budge it a millimetre, yet who seems to move everything within him without even touching him with a finger? where...those wild animals she was talking about...

khushi?

khushi?

khushi?

khushi...

"let your mind start a journey through a strange new world. leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. let your soul take you where you long to be... close your eyes let your spirit start to soar, and you'll live as you've never lived before." ~~~ erich fromm ~~~

playing in my head as he searched in the swirling mist, the thickening fog, a song from the movie, "dhundh," and the thought... where does a journey begin, where does it end? does it ever end? when we lose our way, is it really losing or a way to find our true destination? where were they headed that day in lucknow? to sheeshmahal, to nainital, to each other? will the fog ever clear?

"sansar kee har shay kaa itna hee fasana hai
ek dhundh se aana hai ek dhundh me jana hai

yeh rah kaha se hai yeh rah kaha tak hai
yeh raj koyee rahee samajha hai naa jana hai

ek pal kee palak par hai theharee huyee yeh duniya
ek pal ke jhapakane tak har khel suhana hai

kya janey koyee kis pal kis mod par kya bite
iss rah me ai rahee har mod bahana hai"

a few stray diversions that caught my eye

~ akash khushi aloo talks. another kind of love journey, i suppose. not all of them need people to shout ENOUGH and crash you into their ...

~ mamiji, "arre hum kya dephective hai ki hamka pata hui ki oo kahan hai?" am i defective thet is hould know. nice hintwa. even better, la's little general knowledge service, "mamiji, it's detective." but manorama wins the day with, "bhatebher"

~ payal says, whenever she's late from there, there's always gadbad. everything will be ok na? sorry payal, lots of gadbad coming up.

~ "isska matlab mausa ji humari soch se kai zyada tez nikle," says shyam, thia means mausaji's thinking is sharper than mine. unfortunately, this will spell doom for shashiji, for shyam's worst side is stirred when he thinks he can't get the better of you.

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Posted: 12 years ago

#68

Thank you all for appreciating my work on the main thread. I can see that many have made some beautiful posts. Have to read them, but later, at leisure. 😊 Meanwhile, I have something urgent to do, another answer for Wiwy's riddle. 😃

@Wiwy Your riddle is so irresistable, that I've just logged in, putting my work on hold, to give u another answer. I think I've got it this time. 😃

Scene: Arnav's first laugh

Connection to RK: Girl with flour on hands & face and boy laughing at that sight. 😊

There is a story that goes that once Raj Kapoor (RK) went to meet Nargis at her home, when she opened the door she had flour on her hands, obviously doing some work in the kitchen, and then while talking to RK, she unknowingly put some flour on her face. RK used this incident in one of his films (I think Aah, but I'm not sure). Later, he repeated the scene in Bobby with Rishi Kapoor and Dimple Kapadia.

Wiwy, even if this isn't your answer, this definitely is a connection to Arshi. 😳

Wiwy, while thinking of the answer I actually got an idea for a poem. It's ready but will post later. This is a poem I really want to share, I will pen it down here when I get some time to spare. 😉

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BarunDiwani

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Posted: 12 years ago

#69

Originally posted by: chalhov

Ami loved your take drools collages I have given my comments in bold blue and loved all the colored parts these lighthearted episodes when both where getting their signals of their love fr each other but both in denial mode are some of the best of IPK

Thanks dear Chalhov! enjoyed you comments and my song treat for the dhak dhaks 😊🤗

Ami this is for dhak dhak

chup gaye sare najare, oy kya bat ho gayee

tune kajal lagaya, din mei rat ho gayee

mil gaye naina sey naina oy kya bat ho gayee

dil ne dil ko pukara mulakat ho gayee

kal nahee aana mujhe naa bhulana ke marega tana jamana

And i actually know this song, thanks to my parents 😊

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BarunDiwani

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Posted: 12 years ago

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Originally posted by: supriya.arshi
Arshi Sunday Treat 😳

the edit doesn suit the song much 😆 but i wanted to add this song since this is the only Getaway Arnav nd Khushi hav ever got...which is highly disappointin 😔

Hav a Gr8 Sunday😊

thanks Sup! ❤️ it! i'm so far behind😔