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episode 148

epsiode opens on a scene that almost has me yelling, "just loop it!" along with young man going down-isstairs there are all these off hand, not to make a great point of it sort of scenes where it feels a shame that they were shown only once. to wit: asr putting on tie, taking of waistcoat, unbuttoning coat, reversing... stuff like that. as the white big car arced away and they cut to man looking at rear view mirror going for a smooth long reverse spin, i felt an elation in my heart that was almost spiritual in intensity. i am serious here, of course.

he of course, says, "get out," and she is bound to come back with an "o" but there was something else in his eyes this time. not so harsh somehow. laconic as ever, he doesn't say much, just points with a slight gesture. she looks down, sees what's the problem, expression switches to slightly embarrassed air, she hadn't been expecting this, in fact was all set to go to war. the man was actually being decent to her. unbelievable.

she: dupatta
he: itsy bitsy teeny tiny turn of head... i interpret as, yeah, that's right. how so issmart, bwoy. why why why. just to kill aunties, i bet.

she scrambles off to change. he looks at her departing figure, face inscrutable, yet just a little bit of something almsot indulgent lurking there. he shakes it off with an, "unbelievable!"

at rm, miss kkg is busy getting things done for the sangeet. she and anjali at work, she's on the phone, ordering sweets. "ji aap likhiye, kaju ki barfi, gulab jamun..." ji, you right, cashew barfi, g jams... girl talks, man walks down the stairs... "rasgulle..." pause... she sees him, he turns and looks at her... an infinite moment, she is ordering goodies that he can have none of, a funny pain in a funny girl for the man who calls her unbelievable and makes love to her regularly with a "get out."

"di, main meeting ke liye jaa raha hoon, thodi der mein aa jaoonga..." di, i am going for a meeting, will be back in a bit... she looks after him as he leaves, still rattled. i feel like leaping in front of her, waving my hand and saying, "haan haan, khushi ji, hum jaante hain ki aap asr se pyaar nahin karte..." yes, yes, khushi ji, i know you don't love asr...

in the car we have him looking as she leaves with a considering gaze, and now her. mirroring, ipk style. but a lovely way to say, they linger in each other somewhere. it's getting harder to just look away and drive off or call people laad governor. they register with each other. the eyes wants to look on... the dil maange more.

and then down the same stairs comes slither. she looks up, her expression again changes like that. he's positively lecherous with that icky smile. she turns awa. again a paralleling. long back, in episode 49, there was a scene where the two men sit next to each other at the dining table and think of the same girl.

this is what i'd written then:

taking over from her husband, wither thou goest anjali says, guess what khushi is from lucknow. two frowns, a smile, and head turn one... head turn two.

so much enters a pair of eyes as the owner recalls a young woman telling him she's going away... to lucknow... forever.

tainting the purity of that moment, an illicit sneaky memory of a girl in a saree, looking beautiful, smiling. camera puts the two men thinking of the same girl in the same frame. felt more vulgar than la romping around the house in a bathrobe. obscene almost. bet that's exactly what the creatives planned.

there was always something tragic about the triangle that was created with a young, innocent girl at its core. she had no idea what was happening, and she definitely did not invite anyone's attention. two men, with other women in their lives, forgot their limits, one at least had no idea himself as to what was happening and the moment he did he acted the correct way, but the other? look at him... even now.

sadly, this is what happens in reality too. and in a place where a girl's "abroo," her respect her honour gets compromised at the drop of hat, where the onus seems to be almost on her to keep disgusting men from philandering, khushi is helpless in ways many in a contemporary, urban milieu with a western mindset may not understand. she can't blow the whistle top of her lungs even if she wanted to... too many lives, too many feelings at stake. the "respect" of the raizadas as it were, apart from her own families. but still, she could have told asr, that i have to say was a big mistake. it allowed for precisely the situation we are seeing right now.

our actions have their impact, their repercussions... nothing can save us from that. the meetha and namkeen of good direction in these two parallel scenes of the man falling in love and the man in perpetual lust. visually it felt like a triangle.

shyam tried to paint the truth in a certain light, sure it would get him what he wanted... anjali's money and khushi's "yes," his brain swarming with sick desire he planned and pitched his campaign. khushi was not taken in, and yet a night of difficult thoughts. the director too chose a different light to show khushi in this state. added dimension to her character, khushi had deeper planes and valleys in her, her sunny nature may not give enough hint of it. and when in front of others, she would not reveal her inner turmoil, khushi would not want anyone to worry on her behalf... maybe of that comes the attitude of "i'll take care of everything, i can manage," had the creatives not lost the plot when it came to khushi, we might have seen a hugely interesting character evolve here too.

the theme of triangles continued as 148 brought us yet another love story with three people. a solid lusty bromance.

akash and asr were always shown to be close to each other, but with that interaction on the stairs started a boisterous fun time with the boys. two of them were here... the third was about to appear. before that, his aunt of course had to say a few bizarre things, act as chorus, apprise the audience of the essential details of the new entrant. like, he comes from kidney... "kidney se aay raha hai aeroplane udke..." the aeroplane is coming flying from kidney... instantly to mind that old sardarji joke where he taps his head and says "kidney, kidney," when asked what's the secret of his phenomenal knowledge of biology, meaning "brain, brain," needless to say... way before santa banta there were these simple jokes, silly but unforgettable. i bet utkarsha naik knew it too. no wonder she enjoyed herself so much.

seeing the over excited aunt, asr is intrigued. akash enlightens him, "aap ko pata hai na aaj kaun aa raha hai." you know who's coming today.

for once akash has a good idea... run.

the man is a bit slow on the uptake today, he's still wondering, what's the date, "o god i forgot... par usske liye car bhi nahin bheji..." but i haven't sent a car for him...

akash is in control of the situation, wow... "nahin don't worry about that... driver ko pata hai ki ussko airport jana hai..." don't worry, the driver knows he has to go.

"usske flight kab hai akash?" when is his flight, akash! a note of panic in the hushed voice... they do not wish aunt to know.

um... desperate watch check by akash... a hand gesture... gone, too late.

finally, "let's get out..." sexiest ever. the entire staircase interaction is worth playing intermittently as episodes run. akshay and barun are in perfect sync, you can feel the zing between them, and they are funny... no doubt about it. none of that thick meh television soap humour here, it's real, sexy and guffaw giving.

adding to this, mami's arbitrary twistiya, "kaas tum log pharen-return hote... gori gori daater in la aati aur kahti, maam, hum tumri daater in law hai." if only you were foreign-return, fair fair daughters-in-law would come and say, mom, i'm your d-i-l... "humse kahti, bootiphool mother-in-laaa," would have said to me, beautiful m-i-l... please note look on her indian nephew and son's faces, especially the neph.

the "foreign-return," what a concept. how it excites us, this thing of "abroad," while we adore the motherland, somehow the touch of foreign land (by which i think we mean essentially western countries... uk, us right on top, australia not too bad either, once in a way, a germany or france) hayeee how we loves it. such a lot of pride in saying the son got educated abroad, or the sister has been living in london you know, or the neph is coming from kidney, aastraliya.

for mami ji, nand kissore, her own nephew who lives in gora-land is no less than a major status symbol. she who was a maid prior to her marriage, has very few things she can flaunt that give her "face." one of them is arriving any moment now.

can you blame her for going all filmi and repeating a scene from a popular film, movies being possibly her main source of info and knowledge (as mine is a daily soap)?

delightful set of scenes.

"ok... hum chalte hain," nephew can't take it any more, he's gotta go.

"have fun," smiles son as he hastens to make his exit... but alas too late.

"maasi..." a voice from nowhere, where, is he here is he there... nice touch, creatives, funny and sort of cocky... this is nand kishore, krishna, after all, his voice cometh from the heavens it seems.

ooo aay gawa... he's here, mami ji as proud maasi goes into super drama. the two bros fall apart, mami fancies she hears a helicopter landing a la kkkg, anjali asks the wrong question, "chhotey, waise tum unse itna darte kyun ho?" chhotey, why are you so scared of him... man not happy.

enter nk.

"aai gaya humra pharen return bootiphool babua humra nand kissore aayi gawa" ah the ecstatic aunt. she whirls around when at the last minute nand kishore stops the game and appears... on flamenco music. akash grips asr's shoulder. time to for support group. (those who have had cousin's cousins they couldn't take, or even cousins, but had to in that nice indian happy big extended fam way, will know exactly what the two feel at this instant.) but the rest of the clan is delighted. so cute this spiky haired cool dude, ear stud in place.

"you know, mausa ji, yeh india ke sparsh bhi na..." nk said "sparsh" or touch for "farsh" floor, and so started the saga of wrong hindi words that would keep us giggling and deciphering wildly forever. have to say, karan goddwani has this clean clean feel... difficult to dislike him, and yes, if i had a cousin like that i'd run for cover too.

he told all to call him nk, short and sweet and then gave asr the name which stood a 180 degrees on the other side from the haughty arrogant three initialed rakish one... "hey naanav, naanav mere bhai give me hug!"

naanav? phhwa...

"arnav," corrects the man coldly... but this is naaty nk you're up against.

"dekho dekho naanav ke naak se ghooan araha hai..." of course, he means "dhooan" smoke... that's coming out of asr's nose ... everyone takes turn correcting his hindi... but i'm stuck on the image of fire breathing asr.

as nk carries on regardless, through gritted teeth asr enquires, "aane mein koi takleef toh nahin hui?" no problems getting here?

and sweet nk, as innocent in many ways as the extremely non-phaaren-return khushi, launches into a lovely account of all the fun he had flying business. all those people who are too jaded to appreciate these little luxuries should listen to this lovely flakepot. bright gleaming life in his eyes.

the triangle is complete. yo , bromance.

but before i go, nk said, he had no trouble doing the entire journey... even cried after watching harry potter, but after getting to here, he found it difficult to find the main door. what... are the creatives trying to hintiya something...

Edited by indi52 - 13 years ago

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hii friend

i was giving my vm maker

for making vm on arshi for my ff coming update

so thought to share it with you

it is new and beautiful song

you all will

just listen and relax and dream arshi.

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hello

today i found a new thing

so downloaded a new editor

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sohu lots of thanks

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episode 163

the culprits own up. man gets up... looks at all. clenches jaw. notes nk's pally behaviour with khushi. everyone is so happy. he looks at her, something in his eyes...

this something in his eyes was what made the episode count as far i am concerned. otherwise, not much really happening here, just a day on the way to sangeet. of course, there's nk's little thing for khushi, which i feel is practically mandatory, expected of him where he comes from, he a jawan ladka, she a jawan good looking babe, both unencumbered, how not to be attracted...

useful too, since it lets more of that "something in the eyes" come on.

and there is too a disgusting interlude with peeping tom shyam, that sick rustic villain attitude, interesting how buaji falls upon him and gives him hell without caring about making a scene outside the house. the same lady who'd called for smelling salts at the sight of a heart with two names on the wall of her house. good for her, maybe even a clear hint to overly cautious middle class parents about keeping quiet where their daughter's names are involved in that "izzat abroo" pill we've all collectively swallowed.

as all rush off, nk is a bit wary of nannav, khushi too... but they walk out, and carry on in conspiratorial vein, while a quiet man watches.

"khushi ji aapka plan successful ho gaya..." khushi joi, your plan is successful.

hi five, and... a very confident khushi, "woh toh hona hi tha nahe ji, aur aise karne se arnav ji apna haar maan hi lenge..." that it had to be and thsi way arnv ji also had to accept defeat...

and as needed, nk is called away... the usual ipk devise. voice off screen.

"haar jeet ki baat itni jaldi?" talking of winning and losing so soon?

the man who loves to win ain't givin' up. and asr with full asr music in attendance, strikes a stance on this whole affair.

speaking of which, have you guys scene this music being used in a pashto drama? between nagin dance and this one, the awards are all taken. please do see at https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/88815903

"aur achha hoga tum iss maun vrat ki aur thodi practice kar lo, kyunki sangeet ki competition main harne ke baad tumharo bolti band hone wali hai, kkg," and practice that silent vrat a bit more because after losing in the sangeet you'll have to shut up anyway.

he walks up to her, for once she stands firms, then turns to walk off, but hand on shoulder... he stops her.

"waise toh tumhari aadat hai, par iss baar competition mein girna mat... main sambhalne nahin aaoonga," though it's a habit of yours, but this time don't fall during the competition, i won't come to save you.

terribly sweet and sexy and of course, he will be there... hamesha.

he turns to go, trips on the carpet. almost falls. she catches him... that whole sambhalna thing which resolves on karwa chauth starts here... who will take care of whom, save whom... she will also always be there. a subtle rabba vey moment seasoned with their little altercation, it's heat.

"aur aap girne say dariyega mat kyunki hum aapko sambhal lenge..." and you don't worryabout falling, because i'll always save you, because i'm from lucknow where the winner also helps the loser...
good, angry young girl... give it to him.

he just looks at her, a bit disconcerted, possibly stirred in a way he didn't expect by that sudden touch of hers...

he is about to say something and she starts off her "haan haan" predicting the whole conversation... often getting it wrong but who is to stop this express train. he looks on, seems amused, i could have sworn in fact he was.

"jahan pe aapka yeh what the khatam hota hai na, wahan pe humare thumke shuru hotey hain..." where your what the ends, my hip thrusts begins. complete lunatic... and lovely she is, how not to fall madly for her. the poor man.

thrilled with herself she walks off... leaving a hot bothered sexy man behind, determined to vanquish this miss walkie talkie.

in the living room a smitten nk believes khushi ji can get things done without saying a thing? huh? shyam enters, wearing green, gah... same as akash, what? and kkg in green too, what's up?

"khushi ji aapki kamar kitni lambi hai," khsuhi ji, you waist is so tall, nk in fine hindi.

"how dare you, kkg?" asr in mother tongue english.

he's trying to get a word with her, but the whole fam is on... shyam stalks khushi... "kahan khoye hue" where are you lost, asks his wife. disgusting man continues the stalk.

the natraj ki murti, usually the smugglers heist in hindi movies of the seventies which seems to hold sway over the creators' imagination, makes an appearance. can't figure out why the props girl couldn't find a box it could fit into properly.

anyway, the beautiful lord of dance, the majestic nataraja, nani ji's trophy won at a young age, is declared the prize. khushi who was sitting next to nk while asr seethed at the opposite end, leaps up and does pranams declaring it will be the gupta's soon. "hello hi bye bye, mind it!" counters mami in contender mode, very rajnikant.

little eyetalk between the the laad governor and miss jhalli all through. as also shyam's constant lurking around khushi, trying to engage her in conversation,... he seems to be reaching some sort of an edge, a little desperate, almost careless.

khushi leaves, and surprisingly asr follows. he must talk to her it seems.

"khushi!"

she walks on, oblivious, or pretending to be.

"khushi kitni baar kaha hai tumse when i'm talking to you don't walk away..." that walkkk away. how many times i've told you when i speak don't walk away. again this thing, he has something about people turning away or not paying heed when he talks. why i wonder... and why was this never explored further?

"chal toi nahin sakte par hum bhag toh sakte hain na," can't walk, but i can run, can't i? she runs... maybe she knows he's reached boiling point. and maybe something in her wants to get burnt too. she must run.

what was he trying to tell her. disconcerted gorgeous man alert.

ek do teen chaar... as kkg and bua ji practice their sangeet dance, someone approaches gh... shyam. he lurks behind pillar spying... a lascivious smile on his face as he indulges his khushi fantasies. a sense of senseless obsession growing. eeew.

disturbing scene... invasive this spying.

buaji sees shyam smiling mesmerised at the dancing khushi... and takes on the bessaram aadmi. shyam is still speaking of his innate decency. if you repeat a lie many times, it becomes the truth. nicely directed.

in the meantime nk is making love sick blank calls to khushi... and he also wants advise from naanav. so now he has to be nk's love consultant. first akash, now nk, obviously his prowess with women is well known, hyuk. when he picks up the courage to say something, nk talks gibberish and then in frustration disconnects the phone and leaves.

phone, tired gardener, irritated by nk making a play for kkg... phone rings. he picks it up... "hello," off hand.

dancing girl freezes.

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@ Soni.

Loved the song. yup i'm imagining Arshi with the song.

thanks for reading my take.

Loved all the emotions.

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di this is awesome

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Originally posted by: sohara
@ Soni.
Loved the song. yup i'm imagining Arshi with the song.
thanks for reading my take.
Loved all the emotions.

i know it is amazing

me to enjoy playing with them

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Originally posted by: indi52

hi wiwy,

you sound very tired and rushing around. poor baby. okay mother is ruffling hair and telling you to get a nice massage, shampoo, just relax. remember, relax? and while on the topic of hair, someone else is running fingers through hair... might be helpful in coping with stress... please watch NOW.

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8pByuUHJzVs&feature=youtu.be&a[/YOUTUBE]
credit: main forum uploader/missmalinivideos

please see from 1:18 and 2:29... ya?

Thanks Indi for the video.

I'm screaming like a maniac after watching my laddoo after so long.

The guy who was narrating must be the director of the movie I guess. Gosh there are lot of people in the movie. But I'm sure my sexy boy will stand out from that bunches of unknown faces.