Blast from the Past Thread #12, pg 63, epi 139

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samin6

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Posted: 12 years ago

#151

Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

Thank you samin and congratulations to you too.Loved what you said underlined and Bold.Totally agreed with you.We felt their pain more than ever.😭 especially after Diwali till now. I always wanted Khushi to leave him too so he can really gets the peace of mind and struggles for her but it did not happen or may be that is the beauty of it if you think with another angle.Lovely post dear

Oh you are welcome. Good that your computer problem is fixed. And as for ARSHI separation true the beauty was it did not happen, some occasions because of Arnav and sometimes because of Khushi. It also took me a long time to understand that Arnav liked Khushi who was Sanki - no wonder he endured her and loved her more the very next day after he made her lose consciousness after the swami episode. When Arnav was in his sweet Avtar we saw Khushi actually left for Gupta house for good and it was his ASR mode that brought her back to Raizada mansion. So we did think they were opposites in many respects however they had a lot of similarities too and those similarities were subtle and made them stick to each other. Like their parents demise left a mark in both of them, they both had been left to care of the rest of the family, they both had a huge ego, would learn for each others sake- like ASR sorry and jilebi making, and Khushi trying to be Mrs India or playing baseball. Most of all they would usually not leave each other at time of need- which was evident in kidnapping and on the day of marriage.

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supriya

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Posted: 12 years ago

#152

Episode 125 : Anguish

Hard to describe all the heart wrenching feelings Khushi left in that big room with Arnav...i can only try to name a few...hurt, emptiness, helplessness, frustration all bundled up into a package of anger. He couldn't hide his feelings from her and she couldn't ignore. While everyone showered her with blessing and wishes on her new engagement, she had a hard time even faking that smile she's so good at. Even if she tried to smile about this relationship that means nothing to her, her heart is consumed with the pain of the angry man who couldn't complete an answer to her question about "farq"...once again the sweets left a bitter taste in the mouth of a girl with a sweet tooth, last time it was in celebration of his engagement announcement, this time it's in celebration for her so called engagement. - Too good 👏

Bitterness as it is, seems to have filled the air but only two people can taste it. Arnav, on his way to the only place he can run to with his excruciating pain, is in for more heartache when a ringtone bring his feel to a halt. He just knows its the other man's. even before he witnesses La teasing Khushi with her phone

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"chamkili, you're so excited to talk to you future hubby!" More salt on his wounds by others who are ecstatic for Khushi. anger worsens, and he stands there staring her down with all the blame in his eyes for her👏. La runs up the stairs behind Arnav, and continues to tease Khushi. "Look ASR, Chamkili is so impatient, so cute na?" in all the teasing, La drops the phone, and with a quick reflex he catches it. Why does he catch it, why not just let it fall? The dramatic music and the killer look he gives her, UFF!

- The Killer...Super Awesome ⭐️⭐️

she knows trouble is brewing . The phone kept ringing with "shyaam" s name on it, the reality of it all sinks in paired with the very thought of Khushi acting impatient for another man, it eats him up inside. Jealousy at its best but also a great sense of betrayal even though he has no reason to feel betrayed. Interestingly she moves back leaving the phone in his hand, trying to make point i presume. Anjali snatches it away and he storms off, needing that garden, his mom even more. - the middle high lighted part...loved it...Jealousy at its best...Amazing 👏👏

Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon? He had been deeply hurt, and has no qualms about holding Khushi responsible, when her only crime was moving on after he shattered her heart because the farq was against his own set rules. He did what he thought was right for him, but never thought about the feelings he suppressed, and today he pays for it as they erupt without any sense of control from him. When the world pushed him, he pushed back, perhaps thats the only way he deals with pain. The only problem with pushing Khushi back is all that hurt comes back to him after circling her...nonetheless, it's all he knows to do, so he pushes and hurts with her.

In his garden where the ambiance is normally peaceful and serene while he tends to his precious plants, instead a massacre of those same plants with his hand, he kils even the most vibrant ones.

Once of the most heart wrenching scenes in the show. In his rage, once before after she had handed in her resignation, he had destroyed a plant he was so tenderly working on by just throwing it on the ground. Back then,, she hurt him with her words and didn't give him a chance to talk. Today pain is much worse and so is the damage. As he snips away, her words cut through him again "yeh hamaari sagaai ki angoothi hai" . and La's thoughts on "impatient chamkili" is killing him. He's taking his anger out on these plant, but why something he love so dearly? I feel the plants represent his beautiful strong feelings he had for her and, he's trying shred them away. Feelings he allowed to grow with his love and care in this very garden every night when he was alone and aloof lost in her thoughts. Sadly during the aimless cutting, his anguish deepens, the anger worsens and all the viewer can do is feel sorry for him. Appropriately, it's Khushi who intervenes.

- very nice

"yeh aap kya kar rahe ha? aap jaante bhi hai ki aap phool kaat rahe ha?"

...much later we learn about a lesson his mother thought him when he wanted to hurt the rose with thorns that hurts his mother. Today it's Khushi who confronts him about the flowers, but again such deep is his hurt, he does everything on impulse...thinking has gone out the door since she said those six words.

"Toh?"

"to aap saare phool kaat denge aur?"

"meh kya karta hoon, usse tumhe kya lena dena hai?...mein kuchh bhi karron usse tumhe kya faraq padat hai?"...

Ahhh the pushing has begun, but behind it, can't we sense how badly he wants all of this to make a difference to her ? love the psychology the CVs have applied in each of his reactions and his dialogues👍🏼. So real, isn't this how an person with anger issues, and the inability to express his true feelings behave with someone who hurt him?

"mein.." he tries to continue his anguish filled words but suddenly the deep gash within appears on the outside, on his palm. His injury also shows how in his pushing, he always ends up being hurt.

"Dekha chot lag gayee na aapko!" Khushi couldn't help reaching out for his hand, which he moves in spite to show her that she has also lost haq(rights) on him just like he lost haq on her.

La happens to walk in and sees the wound "Oh God!" she rushes towards him and orders for the first aid kit. "Thank God i got here" completely oblivious to the fact that his care taker was there right by his side. As La applies alcohol, "sss" he cries out in pain, Khushi jumps just wanting take it away. He is angry, but her concern for him doesn't go unnoticed from the corner of his eyes. She is about to leave but La calls her, "what are you doing there, come here help me!" Khushi hesitates but walk towards him as all she wants to do is help take care of him. La ask "hold ASR's hand"

and before she can finish he cuts in "Koi zarurat nahi hai , i'll keep my hand steady" but La insists and he doesn't fight her any more...hmmm. I think he a part of him wants her touch just to feel alive and he can't deny the warmth and tenderness he got when she gently held his big manly hand with her tiny hands. - even i loved the way she grasped her hands over his 😊

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La asks him "You never react to anything, never get excited, in your eyes there is never fear, not happiness, only anger and lots of it..but ASR are you happy with me? with our relationship? are you excited about our life together?"

For the first time after he heard the dreadful news, he says something that seems well thought out...maybe her supporting hands under his wounded one calmed him down a little.

"aakhon mein dekh kar sab kuchh nahi jana sakta Lavany, agar koi cheez nazar nahi aah rahi hai, uska matlab yeh nahi ke woh hai nahi"

An answer with double meaning that for once clearly tells Khushi that just because he can't show his love, doesn't mean it's not there😃...Its the most of his feelings he could express and IMO he did his best. Khushi caught on to his powerful and profound confession, the proof is in her reaction to his blunt lie that followed - thanks for tht...sayin tht...it was meant for Khushi

"Mein khush hoon"...i'm happy...you probably can't see but I'm REALLY happy," he elaborates. Khushi's heart breaks.

then he does the swallowing thing he often does as if gulping down his pain and slowly looks to her...to me, just this one look says everything that hidden behind all that "irrational" anger and the acting out..

That look is short lived because clueless La soon starts to tease Khushi about her upcoming "date"..." ASR pata hai? Chamkili is going on a date" [a side note: once again La's character is contradicted, She had seen Arnav has feeling for Khushi but here it's as if she never saw]

Khushi tries to deny the date for Arnav's sake, again another realistic depiction of how a girl in Khushi's shoes would act knowing that the man she loves is dying inside. Khushi excuses herself for the day but La leaves before she does. Arnav stops Khushi

"Ek minute Khushi...ajeeb baat hai na, jis din mere engagement announce hui, tum mujhe wish karna bhool gayee, aur ab tumhari engagment hui toh..."

hmmm why the sudden change from irrational to rational Mr.Raizada? Did he just realize that he had no right to act the way he did since she pulled her hand away from him and he learned the devastating news?

"Congratulation Khushi Kumaari Gupta" he continues with his back turned to her...his usual stand when he lies or says something he doesn't mean. She looks at the back of his head, knowing all that it took for him to say that.

"Tumhe tumhar-"...he is interrupted by Shyaam's phone call. Once again his instict is right. he looks at her as she picks up...

"ji Shyaamji" his name on her lips retracts any level headedness, rationality he had, back to anger and his arrogance. His keen eyes catch the sadness on her face, and decides to use that against her. he goes into ASR mode

"Kya hua, sab to tumhari shaad ki baat se itne khush lad rahe hai lekin tum? tumhe dekh to lag raha hai, ki tumhe abhi abhi pata chal hai ki ladka ameer nahi hai"

- very nice 👍🏼

The good old gold digger card, that's always worked like a charm as it does today. Obviously hurt, Khushi leaves without saying a word, how much strength it must take for her to walk out after hearing him talk like this, but she does, only because she knows where this is coming from and that behind the mean tough ASR, there is someone soft and helpless suffering in great agony. - very well said Ami 👏👏

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Unbelievable tension created between two people, while keeping others oblivious to their aching hearts...only adds to the depth of their feelings...hats off CVs. The dialogues, the music, the direction and of course the acting all working together flawlessly to bring anguish literally to life. 124-126 are truly gems when it comes to transferring these feelings to the viewer. AMAZING! - yep...completely agree with you on tht 👏

Going through the snaps for this epi, i can't get over how incredibly sad Arnav is through out this whole episode.

DROOL CORNER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(this has to be the saddes DC😭)

awww, his face when she gets a call❤️

Ami...really well written review of yours👏...you hav sided Arnav...but i do see you take Khushi's feelings too...Wonderful👏...Loved all the highlighted parts...Beautiful writin of their deep untold emotions ⭐️

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Arshidiehardfan

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Posted: 12 years ago

#153

Original Post:

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/iss-pyaar-ko-kya-naam-doon/3611117/arnav-becomes-papa-i-made-a-video

We all wanted to see Arnav's reaction to Khushi's pregnancy, A taking care of K & Jr. ASR. I tried to mix videos based on this... Didnt turn out well...

But please spare some 10 minutes to have a look at it friends...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9VVYZvjVx4

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9VVYZvjVx4[/YOUTUBE]

Hope u like it... Have a gr8 Sunday friends...

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supriya

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Posted: 12 years ago

#154

Episode 129

i din lik Lavanya in the end...treatin Khushi...less than friend...askin her to pick her calls...y can't she do her own work??

Ami...i knw u love this line...its your signature line 😉

nd saloni...i don send pm's to any1...you hav to just follow the thread 😊

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Horizon

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Posted: 12 years ago

#155

Hi ARSHI, good to see you back and to know that your mother is back home feeling better. Missed you in action.. Will see you around.. Welcome back.

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indi52

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Posted: 12 years ago

#156

episode 124

"yeh humari sagai ki angoothi hai"

his face lost all structure almost, all the hardness, the set jaw, the sharp gaze, the imperious lips, the utter certainty, the air of dominance. this is my engagement ring, she'd just said, and even if the echo hadn't been added to her voice, the music hadn't been tweaked, the slow (yet almost instant) wipe and falling away of all expression from a face, captured by a staggered pan would have told the tale and more. there was a crashing sound in it and it was picked up by my heart. i felt the draining of everything in him. a wind rose somewhere far away in a desert and blew across the wide expanse in seconds to sear through him; a howling, hot, merciless phenomenon of nature, swarming around, entering his heart carrying the dreaded words and tossing it everywhere, reaching his mind, his soul, his being. was there no escape from it.

i had been wondering for a couple of days, when i was forced to take a break, if indeed all was well in my ipk and barun world, or was my fantasy world crumbling. was the boy really the actor i thought he was? did i still feel the dhakdhak? yes, this too did happen, believe it or not. because not only were there the demands of family and ad, there were the mood swings of dailymotion. days went by without my watching anything. so many attempts to see 124, only to get stuck in the middle of backless choli scene. finally, the stars aligned and i saw the episode. again i realised, it is one thing to remember content, but another to actually watch the performers in action.

when this scene came, i knew the gold i thought i'd found was indeed that, no sign of dross in it. and i knew it straight in my heart as that expression hit it where it ticks. there are several brilliant actors in this world, many much more proven in their art and experienced than the young man i was staring at. but not one has reached my heart the way he does. every single time, har baar.

six months since we saw anything new from barun sobti. many rumours about the film he's made. no idea when it will be released. shooting for the 22 yards project pushed back by rain. sometimes a strange thought in my head. was it just a mirage? that shaking up of my reality by someone on a screen, that talent one could almost touch, that startling energy and sexiness?

all the doubts and worries gone in an instant. he will be back. would like to dedicate 124 to barun sobti, and pay tribute to his talent. this was his episode really.

his eyes seemed to bore into her, shocked yet entreating. tell me it's not true, they seemed to say. how could you do this, how could you... no. in episode 4, with glance icy cold he'd spoken of the world that was "bedard," heartless, where only money and power mattered. how hard he'd strived to give his heart this shell, this protection of material things, yet here was dard. again. she was engaged. she whom he couldn't fathom, who broke through his thick fortress walls every time, who got right under his skin, she whose every tear hurt him, with whom he could get angry, upset, completely besotted, bedazzled, but could never ever remain indifferent... what was this she just said.

the dhakdhak stayed long, rumbling quietly within, gradually melting through and becoming a part of heartbeat.

the day had begun with an altercation. they'd walked into each other, his papers had flown all over the place, he'd demanded an apology from her, she'd refused and said no way. of course, the argument had continued till she stomped off with a won't apologise, and to you... never. what was it with khushi. didn't she know that that's exactly the kind of thing he couldn't leave well alone? he'd find a way to retaliate. or maybe, one of her layers, that dupatta girl, wanted precisely that? oh, such lovely understanding of our contrary and striated characters by the writers.

curiously, and reflecting the same contrary thing in us, he'd dropped his phone in sheer surprise when he saw his nani dance to placate khushi, but he hadn't raved and snarled at the scene. instead a little quickening in his eyes when she reciprocated la's little flirtatious overture and decided to give in. got to say, sanaya was so fluid and lovely in that bit of oo la la swing, anyone would have succumbed. he'd actually gotten quite caught in the moment and smiled as he watched his fam go bonkers and so happy, also this exasperating woman do her loving giving thing. but of course, when their eyes met, he had to return to a closed look and walk off.

in the meantime, the ring is back with him... and he knows it's hers. she'd all trepidation walking into his room. he looks at her, remembers her yelling, "haan haan hume pata hai ki aap arnav singh raizada hain..." yes, yes i know you are asr, but i will not apologise to you, i will say sorry to anyone but never to you, "aur aap se toh bilkul nahin magenge." had he not remembered that, i have no idea what would have transpired. but he did. and the most wicked expression ever came into play. he was gonna have some fun.

a sweet smile planned revenge... "toh yeh tumhari angoothi hai." so this is your ring, he demurred, starting the game.

"ji, hume de dijiye." yes, give it to me, she returned not gauging mood, a little imperious in her choice of words.

not acceptable. "tumhe kya laga, tumhara jab man chahega tum iss kamre mein aaogi aur mujhe order dogi ke ring de do... aur main lauta doonga?" what did you think, you'd walk in whenever you like into this room and order me to hand over your ring and i'd do that?

this is asr, do not mess with him. whatever his feelings for her, he will not take that tone from anyone lying down, especially from her precisely because she matters; he so wants her to be his, hanging onto his every word, and there she goes defying him. unbearable. basic personality, hard for him to fight it. the duel begins in earnest. "kya kaha tha tumne, tum kissi se bhi mafi maang logi par mujh se nahi... socha arnav singh raizada se badtameezi se baat karke bach jaaogi? ring chahiye? sorry bolo." what had you said, you'd ask anyone for forgiveness but not me? thought you could be rude to asr and get away with it? want your ring? say sorry.

it was still somewhat playful, shards of the famous temper, but shades of naughty too. the little girl of 8 and boy of 14 never too far way when the two are together.

"sorry? kis baat ke liye?" sorry? for what? oh she's in no mood to give in.

how adroit the handling of escalation of war by writers, it's not in one jump ever that they reach a point of no return. always a to and fro, a provoke and attack and a rise of pace. i remembered the moment when he dropped her from his office... also had come on the back of this dueling they engage in no matter what when where. the only time they've both lost their heads and let it be what it longed to be was diwali night. but through many harsh words and hurtful encounters aren't they really always articulating just that very longing? that frantic desperate need for each other?

his anger pushes up. "sirf sorry nahin... kaan pakad kar maafi magogi." just sorry won't do, you'll hold your ears and apologise.

she storms off. keep waiting for that apology in which case. he'd said the ring was important to her. but it wasn't. not really.

the ring was important to them. it was meant to bring them to that moment in the rising hot sahara wind, when a man's world would fall apart and he'd make a connection that his tongue would not have the courage to utter, not because it lacked guts but because a heart had hurt too much and feared getting shattered again. and she would look into his eyes seeking answers to questions she'd not even asked herself yet knew they were there, she wanted them answered as though life itself depended on it.

he'd have thrown the ring... had it not been for the knock. beside himself with anger now, he was brusque, "kya hua, ab kyun ayee ho?" what happened, why have you come now?

"kya chahte hain aap?" what do you want. the tone has gone more tense now, thick... adults in place.

"main kya chahta hoon tum acchhi tarah jaanti ho... maafi mango." you know very well what i want... apologise. he is insistent, flint in his voice.

she begins to answer, but he cuts in, he wants his pound of flesh... "uh huh. kaan pakad ke..." uh huh, hold your ears.

devilish smirk... he's winning.

"sorry." she was humiliated but helpless, that ring she must get back. that ring not important to her.

and he was just settling down to enjoy his victory, when the tear in her voice caught his ears. he looked up... and in less than an instant, a shift in his eyes, so quick, the smile didn't have time to adjust. just the eyes... and a leap of emotion... a complete change.

"kitni baar bolna hai?" she was nearing hysteria in her pain...

"sorry sorry sorry sorry... sorry sorry sorry..."

"khushi?!"

he was up, and before her in a trice, holding back her hand from catching the other ear. he couldn't take that hurt in her voice, eyes, face, everything. the game had gone too far.

"sorry..." she went on like an automaton.

"shh."

he couldnt see her like this. how could he bring her to this state. that easily awakened gussa of his... he picked up the ring and returned it. rabba ve took note of the intensity, the remorse of the moment. a man and a woman in a place where nothing is as it should be.

then a beautiful thing happened.

as she struggled to slip her ring on, hands trembling, unsteady, he took her hands in both his ever so tenderly to help her. she watched mesmerised. perhaps her heart wanted this moment, this putting of ring on her engagement finger by him to be true. but had he not said he was marrying another... so what could she do but agree to that alliance not of her heart... the one that meant nothing?

then she remembered, and pulled her hand away, "aap yeh angoothi nahin pahna sakte," you can't put on this ring.

he was surprised, taken aback at the vehemence in her voice. perhaps all he wanted to do was slip it on, on to her delicate finger, absorbed, engrossed, wanting just that. this was perhaps the first time ever he'd held a girl's hand like that and taken a ring in his to make her wear it. tenderly, patiently, lovingly. he hadn't even done it for the girl he said he'd marry.

but she said "yeh humari sagai ki angoothi hai," and the whole world blew away, leaving a deafening silence, a suffocating emptiness, a death almost of breath.

the ring slipped from his leaden fingers and plunged down. like his heart probably at that moment. the low angle shot transited to a close up of a club foot in black shoe under a lovely pink saree walking into frame exactly where the ring comes to rest, a delicate hand with manicured nails picked it up slowly. di had arrived.

perhaps someone had sent her to save him from this slow constriction of his senses. he returned to reality and walked away, she turned slowly toward di, numbed by all that had happened, emotions in turmoil, storm within.

a beautifully laid out scene.

anjali, with characteristic gentleness, put on the ring for khushi ji, admonishing her sweetly for dropping off this ring so valuable to her all over the place. khushi choked back tears as this whole world tumbled around in this crazy game of rings and engagements. rabba ve entered frame.

she looked at him, for her eyes just wanted to seek him now, now that she'd said the words and he was looking the way he was, what was happening to them her gaze seemed to ask as she watched him watching her. he turned away. no one was allowed to see him so vulnerable, he would hide all his pain, he would take care of it all. only the song seemed to know how far deep in he had been cut.

we are not perfect... certainly asr is far from it. but the heart surely is pristine. haanh, nahin hai dil asr ke seene mein, he'd told her the day she had come trying to patch things up between him and la. but there was always that heart in the man. that heart that yearned, that longed, that wanted to fight with a girl and then wrap her in his arms and never let her go, kiss her by the poolside, lift her to his heart, never let her be hurt, yet tell her she meant nothing... didn't she know he said it because she did mean so much... some might say, she meant everything.

"lagta hai yeh ring aapke liye bahut his special hai... bataiye na iski khasiyat kya ha," di wants to know what makes the ring so special.

he looks at her as though asking her to break his heart again and again with those most hurtful words she has said... 6 words and his world reels, his heart aches... his breath stops... he can't focus... he can't...

"aapki shadi hone wali hai..." di is delighted, you're about to get married. he is struck by the meaning of sagai again, it means marriage...

two people, apparently not meant for each other, in fact now beholden to others, what is the thing that makes them ache so much for each other. does this have a name this intolerable feeling?

di leaves, and a long long moment in that difficult evening. two people stand looking at each other, pain and complaint in their eyes, yet who can say anything, now that they find themselves here in this forlorn juncture. rabba vey has never sounded more lost.

then the phone rings, but...

"khushi," he needs to call her, he needs to be angry again. now.

"haan, buaji," she answers her phone, not him.

"khushi!!!"

"angoothi mil gayi," she's found the ring... he grabs her phone abruptly.

"yeh aap kya kar rahe hain.. hum baat kar rahe the..." what are you doing, i was speaking... she's angry, perhaps this time she too is using anger to mask the pain.

"main bhi baat kar raha tha..." i was speaking as well, his voice is throbbing with pent up something.

"aap kya kah rahe hain hume samajh mein nahin..." i don't understand what you're doing... he stands there, arm swung back holding her phone, face tilted looking at her with a question and something else in his eyes, just looking. an emotion enters his irises, his face begins to show things he rarely does, a pursing of lips, a flaring of nostrils, emotions he is trying hard to control but they will not listen. she is moved, confused, shaken by what she's seeing.

soaked, salty voice, "kya kar rahi ho tum..." what are you doing. the edge of surf, white foam, touch of salinity, all guard down.

"humne kya kiya..." what have i done?

"tumhari sagai ho gayi... kaise... tumne mujhe batana zaroori nahin samjha? why... kissi ko pata kyun nahin hai ki tumhari..."

and it's all torn out of him, tide rising higher, gushing uncontrollable, submerging dry land, you are engaged... how? you didn't think you needed to tell me? why... how come no one knows that...

oh my sweet arnav singh raizada, "tumne mujhe batana zaroori nahin samjha" you ask. how is she to know that she needs to, even if she wanted to? didn't you tell her she means nothing to you? don't you understand she's too young, too inexperienced to know when you say that you mean the opposite. yet how you long for her to understand exactly this, don't you. someone to understand you as you are? someone to love you no matter what. and that someone is this girl right before you. khushi. the one whose name sounds different on your lips, the one you dream of, and fear losing. father betrayed you, maa went away, the world broke trust. you barricaded your fragile dil and said to h with it. yet something inside always wanted that one. the one who would release you. be yours. and you'll be hers forever. khushi. "tumne mujhe batana zaroori nahin samjha?" he'd ask her that on a ravaged bridge months later again. always that need to be important to her. mean something.

though she knew he hurt, she felt her own pain too keenly still. she flung back:

"aap ko isse kya faraq padta hai..."

angry, ferocious cry from a girl hurt by him too many times. what difference does it make to you? the classic question.

he caught her and jerked her close...

"mujhe kya faraq padta hai?!! mujhe faraq padta hai, dammit, kyunki ..."
i can translate the line all i like, but i'll never catch the tone, the texture, the velvet under the fire, the desperate wanting wrapped in violent words. what difference does it make to me... makes a difference, dammit, because -

and the struggle starts... to finish a sentence... to release the heart into the emotion... into this moment. faraq padta hai. makes a difference. he has said that at least. at last. and as she stares at him speechless and he holds her gaze but can't say a word, yet that slight swallow of his says it all, rabba vey now racing pounding insisting yearning loving submerging.

the ring had a job to do and it's kept its promise. brilliant writing. for asr to get to the point to say, yes damn you it makes a difference, one had to have a situation as harsh as this.

"khushi ji..." anjali came and took khushi away. she did look back of course, he quickly hid his face, but did she see it?

he stood there, aching. then his nostrils flared a bit, he tried to control himself, just the slightest swallow... yes, it was there... a tear in his heart.

rabba ve.

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Posted: 12 years ago

#157

Originally posted by: Arshidiehardfan
Original Post:

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/iss-pyaar-ko-kya-naam-doon/3611117/arnav-becomes-papa-i-made-a-video

We all wanted to see Arnav's reaction to Khushi's pregnancy, A taking care of K & Jr. ASR. I tried to mix videos based on this... Didnt turn out well...

But please spare some 10 minutes to have a look at it friends...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9VVYZvjVx4

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Hope u like it... Have a gr8 Sunday friends...

what an vm

thanks a lott

kash it happened in real

you are so sweet

thank you

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Posted: 12 years ago

#158

Originally posted by: samin6

Oh you are welcome. Good that your computer problem is fixed. And as for ARSHI separation true the beauty was it did not happen, some occasions because of Arnav and sometimes because of Khushi. It also took me a long time to understand that Arnav liked Khushi who was Sanki - no wonder he endured her and loved her more the very next day after he made her lose consciousness after the swami episode. When Arnav was in his sweet Avtar we saw Khushi actually left for Gupta house for good and it was his ASR mode that brought her back to Raizada mansion. So we did think they were opposites in many respects however they had a lot of similarities too and those similarities were subtle and made them stick to each other. Like their parents demise left a mark in both of them, they both had been left to care of the rest of the family, they both had a huge ego, would learn for each others sake- like ASR sorry and jilebi making, and Khushi trying to be Mrs India or playing baseball. Most of all they would usually not leave each other at time of need- which was evident in kidnapping and on the day of marriage.

yes samin I love certain aspects of this show they remained in the same frame and when she wanted to move on ,he did what ever to bring her back as she always bursts at him when he is nice and melts when he is angry if you remember when he was doing "purane moments" NK told him to speek "meetha Meetha" and she goes nuts but the moment he grabs her she becomes tame cat.The point is they both love each others in their "pagal pan" She loves his anger and he loves her Sanka pan.

Lots of similarities and egoistic minds but when they both put their guards down they didn't need any explanations or justifications and that was the point where Shyam got defeated.ARSHI's love and trust came through with lots of pain created by others and by themselves but LOve stood straight at the end.I agree with Horizon I am glad the show got closure at its peak otherwise the way CVs were dragging it at the end ,was completely disaster.

Yes Got my Lappy but the whole night I had to put my stuff back here as the guy deleted everything and It took me a while as I had it on my HD but still lost my Document which I had al the URLs and websites to use for making posts .Anyway I will figure out.

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Posted: 12 years ago

#159

Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

DISCLAIMER:DON'T COPY MY WORKS AND CONCEPTS WITHOUT GIVING ME CREDIT
YOU HAVE SEEN MY HUMBLE SIDE. TRUST ME YOU WON'T LIKE THE OTHER...

ARSHI"S INDEX
Episode PART 124-125
Ring[Chakarvyue ]'PART 3 Continue
Chakarvyue is getting narrower as relationships are shaping at different level.The bond of Anjali-Shyam,Akash 'Payal,Shyam 'Khushi, Anjali-Khushi and even Raizadas-Guptas is shaping according to the position of Arnav and Khushi .They are the center of this chakarvyue which started a long time ago but came into action during Diwali.
1-Shaping circles of Anjali-Khushi-Shyam along with family around these
Anjali brings Khushi down where all the house ladies congratules her but Khushi's convulsion and pensive pain is reflecting from her face.She tells her fianc name upon asking and everyone stops at one moment but Anjali resolves the issue as there are so many Shyam other than hers.Mamiji's 007 nature is worth watching as always.

PONDERING CONNECTED DOTS: Anjali is always love to have this blind fold as after revelation 1^st time she still blames Khushi and Arnav..not Shyam.
When Anjali snatches the phone from Arnav's hand and receives the call but Shyam's ground shakes with Rani Sahiba's voice ,I wish ground would open and he slips through in as he tells Khushi his disgusting date plans'Yuck!

La and Anjali overhears this but Anjali becomes dubious after hearing Shyamji from Khushi's mouth..hmmm..but she also notices Khushi's convulsion again.This time she askes with concerns ,Is everything allright?She senses something is wrong but Khushi smiles with faade by ignoring Anjali.I wish this smart Anjali we had all along but we got Di Ki Saut track.

Slouchy Scorpion hesitation and irritations are worth watching when his Rani sahiba tells him Khushi's fiance's name.He antagonizes but again his artful slouchy moves keeps him at peace but Anjali does not let him make any story to cancel the date and DM saves our Khushi from this scoundrel.
Symbolisms and connections:Anjali said to Shyam "if you see yourself in the mirror you will find his name"Shyam's reflection in the mirror meaning his true picture is clear to him but he has no clue behind the scene as he is totally unaware of Khushi-Arnav- Anjai triangle.He's been totally blind how strong the relation is in between Arnav and Khushi.

2-Circle of Akash and Payal
Other side The cicles of relationhips are getting stronger too.Optimistic Akash ad his auto love is racing through her front door to patio and then her kitchen window,He tries her best to convince her to think about him and not about his status and family.The only wise thing he says today,"Just tell me do you like me or not?" Payal's tears rolls down in the answer which brings a hope on his face ,"if she didn't say yes ,but didn't say No either."

3-Circle of Arnav and Khushi

Arnav with chastening pain watches her Di giving Khushi a loving hug of blessings and but his view over her finger with other guy ring is like inflating venom in his brain which is ready to spittle in madness.They both share the turbulence of their overwhelming emotions along with RabaVe .He vociferates at her ,"Khushi"..but her ignorance fumes him and He grabs her phone while she was talking to Buaji '..
Khushi,"Yeh aap kya kar rahe hain.hum baat kar rahe thay"[what are you doing I was talking]

Arnav in rage,"mein bhi baat kar raha tha"[I was talking too]hmmm'this part grabs my attention the way he asks her with his face gesture couple of minutes ago [as shown above]he is referring here."Kya kar rahi ho tum"[what are you doing ..the voice modulation goes down as he is pleading '.Khushi ignoring it all,"hum ne kya kia".[What did I do?]
Arnav in rage and bafflement,"tumhari sagai ho gyae,..kaise'tum ne mujhe batana zaroori nahi samjha..Kissi ko pata kyuon nahinn hai"[you got engaged'how'you didn't even bother to tell me]hmmm.Why she supposed to tell you she meant nothing ,girls like her have purpose behind everything'not a single girl matters to ASR then WHY?
Khushi in quizzical mode,"aap ko iss se kya fadak padta hai"[why does it matter to you?]
Arnav grabbing her fiercefully,"Mujhe iss se fadak padta hai Dammit' kyuonke'.[it matters to me because.]His ego and fear stops him completing his sentence'.he just keeps starring at her with agonizing eyes'.which are delivering his message which he can't verbalize'..
PONDERING CONNECTED DOTS:AND Khushi despite getting humiliated, taunted ,and degraded by this tycoon still cares about him,loves him and understands each and every gesture of him.She does not need words'''never forces him 'Jab man kare tab bata dijiye ga [Whenever you want tell me]to all the way hum jante hain aap bhi who sare pal jeena chahte hai[I know you also want to live those moments] to hum jamjhte hain [I KNOW]for submission
Khushi also remembers this before her dream and after Arnav's 1^st confession "I love you"'which he supposed to finish here'..
Anjali intercedes and wants Khushi to come down to share her big news'.
Khushi turns around aberrantly to assimilate and understand his pain and he turns around for giving her gesture he doesn't care by swallowing the pain but he can't hide this from her.

Her heart knows but she is helpless here in these egocentric walls which he is guarding around him .She leaves him in unfathomable pain by hugging her gobs as both of them are walking parallel at the bank of the same river but she wants to move on.

Pause here:Khushi is a fighter and her belief on DM "she is with me all the time" gives her strength all the time .Its Arnav who never let her move on.Even after contract marriage fight ,she tried and she did but he brought her back always by hook or by crook.
Standing there looking his life walking away felt same but circumstances are not same ,he can twist the game back at his terms as Arnav Singh Raizada khabi haar nahi manta"'..[ASR never loses]There was the moment when he was helpless,couldn't do much for his parents but not today.
PONDERING CONNECTED DOTS:FROM now on every time when Khushi will go away from him or fear of losing her is settling in his mind as he makes ways to get her back,forced marriage or blackmailing whatever works for him to keep Khushi around him.That fear was at the edge when he almost loses her after kidnapping and he will take a promise from her for not leaving him on Bachelor's night."mujh se wada karo mujhe khabi chor keh nahin jao gi"[Promise me you will never leave me..]

He is not at peace until he gets her back at any terms'..He can't let her out of his sight as today the very first time he felt strongly losing her.His jealousy seeing her worrying about other person over him is intoxicating his blood with the venom of possessiveness. He can't handle it as he does not know how?What to do ?How do make things work again?But he has to and he will at his own terms.Yes now you know how does it feel ,right ..when you put her go through like hell announcing your engagement ,and at the top you declared your intensions by telling her "koi matlab nahin hai "[You don't matter to me]then why now?His clenching jaw and glaring eyes delineates his state of mind at her while holding the phone while she gazes up and then steps back sensing his intensions but still concerned about him.
PONDERING CONNECTED DOTS: Khushi felt strongly jealousy at the bachelor's night when she wants to pull the witch hair'.all the way down to Sheetal track. On the other hand Arnav always feels jealousy,from NK to Shyam and all the way up to reporter during Mrs India contest'

In their Eternal Heaven,he is on the mission to destroy every toy to take out his frustrations on her mother as he is angry again at her,why is she taking away something precious from her if she just gave him back under the stars.It seems he is angry at her parents too as Khushi hurt him but why its ok for you to hurt their child but in return she can't do that to you ,may be that's what these twinkling hearts of yours making you understand..Stop hurting her but you are not listening'..still doing the same and thinking the very same'

In his contortion after her declaration of engagement,"yeh humari sagai ki anghooti hai"[this is my engagement ring] and La's burning teasing words,"dekhona chamkilli kitni impatient ho rahi hai apne honewale husband se baat karne keh liye"[look how Khushi wants to talk to her fianc impatiently] his agonizing pain was taking life of these plants.Khushi sees his impudence and

He hurt his hand badly and Khushi tries to stop him but his speed gets faster and so is the fear around Khushi."Why are you talking like this'and you are not even paying attention?"
Arnav furiously,"mein kya karoon .. tumhain kya fadak padta hai"[why it matters to you] just like she did 'Ok so now you want her to realize "it does matter isn't it?"He is deeply hurt by her engagement and at this point he wants her to acknowledge it.
He hurts his hand and Khushi's heart with staggering pain "Dekh na chot lag gaye ap ko[you got hurt]as he doesn't let her touch him'but gives her romm to see his inside scorching pain which is written all over'.

PONDERING CONNECTED DOTS; khushi snatches away her hand after the fight before Delhi mein Baali 'hum issi keh laieq hain na' tou sehne dijiye na [I deserve this pain so let me bear it]

Khushi jerks up along with him when La puts meds on him'and that isn't gone unnoticed by him either' La asks Khushi to help but he declares his intensions in a negative answer to make Khushi feel guilty and bad'..but La forces her.Khushi takes his hand and wrist in her two hands 'such a beautiful assurance from her side as if she is saying if you let me I will hold you '.He is at peace with her touch as "meelon ki thakan door ho gye eik lamas bhare haath se"

As he excogitates at her each move' with his side corner eyes and assured nonchalant La he is happy with her and their marriage.He declares and repudiates to Khushi while telling La,"Aakhon mein dekh kar sab kuch nahin jana jata'.Jo nazar nahin aa raha iss ka matlab yeh nahin who hai nahi"'[u can't find everything by looking into eyes,if there is nothing it means it does not exist]
Bingo so taunting has big meaning ,He wanted her to understand through his eyes which she did understand but wanted him to say it but he wants his ego chin up.He is bleeding her heart with his words and knows it.He lies to La clearly in his war with Khushi,"I am happy..may be you can't see it but I am"When La gives him a peck,he gets a relief seeing Khushi's uneasiness with jealousy "Fadak padta hai" '.Both are yearning and bleeding internally for each others' proximity and love in this desert of ego'.

He congratulates her in a taunting tone ,"ajeeb baat hai na, jis din meri engagement announce hui tum mujhe wish karna bhool gayen, aur aab tumhari engagement hui to..[its strange you forgot to congratulate me for my engagement and now your engaement']
"Congratulation Khushi Kumari Gupta, tumhe tumhari..and Khushi's phone rings'
and then he sees her unhappy and uncomfortable talking to her fiance but her talking and paying attention to someone else is unbearable for him '"sab tou tumhari shaadi ki baat se bohat khush hain par tum"..lagta hai tumhain abhi abhi pata laga hai keh larka ameer name hai"''.[everyone is happy you're your egagement but you'it seems you just found out that the guy isn't rich]

Khushi stares at him in confounding way as she can't get him how come a person be so brutal and so gentle [during bandage..Nainital'etc] at the same time.Shaitan and Rajkumar'.She is unable to understand him..Why is he doing that? ..to punish but to who''me or himself..If he is angry so is she ,he throws daggers in anger and she delivers silence in anger.

PONDERING CONNECTED DOTS:Again the similar taunt in the office before GH incident '.Tum jaisi larkiyan khch bhi bina maqsad keh nahin karteen"'[girls like you don't do anything without purpose].But why do I smell he wants her to snap ,so he can say and declare his right on what is his''but she leaves him numbed and hurt without saying a word but conveying him everything through her eyes and he did the same.
Khushi always break contacts and become silent as she did with DM after marriage and same after Heer Ranjha track with Arnav and same during Sheetal track.
MOMENT OF THE DAY
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