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supriya

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Posted: 11 years ago

#121

New pics of Sarun...made an edit 😉

i tried to get good quotes...but i suck at them🤔

you creative ppl out thr...lucky you...cuz words just come to you

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Mysticaldivine

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Posted: 11 years ago

#122

Originally posted by: sohara
credit goes to tumblr.
Episode-174

Two swans are swimming in the pool of love. It came to my mind when I saw the scene by the pool side. Arnav and Khushi together, leaning close to each other, their entwined hands submerged in the water. If he is like fire, she is like water, who is falling in sparkling, pearlescent drops from the heavens, cooling his soul. He glances at her lovingly with his molten orbs flickering with a smolder in their depths. She embroils as his voice makes her heart-rate go haywire.

What I'll do, can you also do it?

His eyes alit with fervent love. And he touches her rosy cheek with his sexy lips. She gasps audibly. He unleashes his passion what he had been bridled for too long. Her eyes flashes in astonishment.
totally his acceptance with himself as she is the one who is stirring his heart and now he wants every possible way to make her realize her feelings,to meet with them so she can say "yes it matters"..His way is way seductive yet he is not scaring her but calmly reaching to his target with love and affection.
LOVE this gif at the bottom👏
Khushi's tension is pulsating for her Arnavji. She is ready to apologize to him on the phone. Before she can call she senses his presence around her. she turns and sees Arnav is already there standing right behind her, a wistful bittersweet expressions suffuses his eyes.

Dhak dhak dhak dhak

Beating of Khushi's thumping heart making her disoriented again. She walks towards him and starts to assail him with volley,👏

Where were you?

What are you starring at me?

Why are you quiet?

Where did you go, when did you go, why you didn't let anybody know?

Do you know how many times I tried to call you?

You don't have any idea.

Since he came he has been enjoying Khushi's restlessness, her temerity without uttering a word.. Finally he opens his mouth when she said she was worried for him
He is feeling special as he matters to her...

Why? What difference does it make if I leave or not?

Yes it makes difference. I was so worried.

For me

Yes for you.

Oh really?

He starts to move towards her. khushi realized, in excitement she expressed her feelings for him. she is stepping back and stammering, aaa...woh...Anjaliji was worried. She gets obstructed by the table and almost trips, but controlls herself.

Be careful Khushi. otherwise I will think that you were worried for me

He knows she is worried but trying to do a little mischief with her. khushi says in volition that not her but Anjali was worried for him. They can't continue their cute cher-char, as Anjali intervenes.

Anjali hugs him and rebukes him, why he didn't let anybody know that he was leaving.

Sab log humare liye itna pereshan kiyu hai?

Why all the people are so worried for me?

He says it to anjali but looking at Khushi with a side glance . Khushi turns around to hear his sarcastic jibe. He tells Anjali that he went to finalize a deal, so he turned off the phone. Anjali retorts back that his phone was ringing. He thinks for a while and says that the phone was in silence. I think he deliberately didn't answer the phone to see Khushi's fadak.
I kind a have this feeling too because she says that to him and he wanted to show her it does matter when he is not around...
same with Anjali as she is way too used to for him and if u ask me she does take him as granted too.

You wouldn't had to be so worry. Or moreover It's good that I left. Pata to chala ki mujhe itna miss kiya jata hai.I came to know that I was missed so much!

Again he says it looking at Khushi. Khushi agitates to hear this. She walks away to hide her perturbation. Anjali tells him to come down for tea.

In the dining table Akash is beckoning Payal to see her mehendi. Before Payal can show him her palm, nani chides him not to think about it. Bua tells him that it's inauspicious to see the mehndi before marriage. Khushi joins them in the dining table. When Anjali tells them that Arnav will join soon, Khushi's clamorous heart starts to palpitate again. Nani asks Anjali about mami. Anjali says that she prefers to stay back in her room. She wants HP to get tea for her. but Payal wishes to go.

I really appreciate Payal's sensibility and courage. Poor girl has been trying so hard to win her implacable mother in law's heart.👏

In the midst of tension Khushi didn't see the A on her palm. when she saw it, she gets flummoxed. She recollects how the mehndiwali misheard her. She thinks they must be wrote A by mistake. She stands up in embroilment and stammers A! All look at her ambiguously. She covers it by saying that, a lo chai. Anjali looks a bit incredulous at her wayward behavior. When khushi takes a look at the A on her palm, the owner of the A comes in the frame right there..👏

I love that scene

Mami is mourning, khoon bhari tang took away her son, her necklace, her family. Payal enters there with her tea. Mami gets more annoyed to see her,

This Khoon bhari tang has long life.

Payal says her as she didn't come for the tea, she thought to bring it here. Mami teases her as everybody is so enamored by the new one, what is the use of the old one? When Payal gives her tea, she tells her that she is not the old MIL type who takes service from their DIL. She is modern MIL who serves their DIL but in Manorma's style. Payal gets nervous to hear this. She says when she will get her service she will not even ask for water. Payal turns eerie at her blasphemy Mami tells her she is eagerly waiting for the day when she will come to the house as a Raizada bahu. She threatens her to get ready to serve Manoroma.😡

Arnav descends down to join in the tea. While checking his phone, he hears Khushi's message where she apologized to him. He is perplexed to hear the message and utters the name of Khushi!

Whereas Khushi runs to the kitchen to wipe the letter with the butter knife. She mutters in anger that what happened to the mehndiwali that wrote A on her palm. She said several times that her name is...Arnav completes her sentence Khushi. her erratic dhak dhak is back again with his voice. She turns around and starts to fidget to see him. She tries to hide her hand. He is standing there with a mischievous glint on his face, his eyes are dancing with amusement,😳

I'm talking to you. So you called me.

Khushi pretends that she doesn't know anything about the phone call.

I don't know, may be before I came. You are saying something. Sorry or something?

Khushi thinks how did he come to know? She denies it tersely.

No, absolutely not. Or moreover why I'll say sorry?

He takes a step towards her.

For whatever you told me in the morning.

He moves more close to her.

You said that you were very ashamed and apologizing to me.

Khushi refutes again. Aranv now replays the message, where Khushi's sorry is recorded loud and clear.

So you were worried! You were worried so much that apologized to me.

Khushi is numb, can't find the answer to give.

What did you think, I was lost.

Khushi shows him her hand to stop,

See this is not my voice.

Smarty pant sees the A on her palm.😆

Really

He moves more close to her makes her pin on the wall. He is about to play the message again, Khushi shows him her hand and admonishes him to turn it off. She is still refuting him that it's not her voice.

It's not a matter, where you go, where do you do, what shall I do with it?

He again sees the A on her palm.

So it doesn't make any difference to you.

Khushi retorts back in volition, that absolutely not. Aranv holds her hand. But khushi doesn't open her fist. Arnav unclasps it and shows the A there. She snatches her hand immediately and tries to hide it.

You wrote A in your mehndi?

Khushi denied it with a repartee and says in impediment,

Nahi, ha, matlab, humari naam mei bhi A hai. Yes... no...there is A in my name as well.
Arnav is enjoying her tizzy so much. He crosses his arms across his chest. His eyes are agleam with humor,
He was totally enjoying it...his amusement with smirks over her craziness was written all over...Very calm over the world's strangest opponent he ever had...who brings smile on his face yet strings his stone heart...NOT a single girl in his profession yet accomplished that goal...except Khushi

Tumhari naam mei bhi A hai? Really

Yes, Khushi KumAAAri GuptAAA...AAA...suna apne (did you hear?)

Aaa I see.

He can't continue his sweet torture on her any longer as NK intervenes. He is surprised to see them together in the kitchen. He calls them for the tea. Nk tells khushi that he already reserved a sit for her next to him. he meant bagal mein, but said bugle mei instead. Arnav looks at NK loathsomely. Sheer irritation is visible in his eyes what doesn't go unnoticed by the naughty girl. To embitter him more he rectifies NK with extra enthusiasm and leaves with NK giving Arnav a mischievous smirk. Arnav is standing there sullen, disgruntled.

He had it ...and thinking serious action about it which turns into a KISS

Payal is back after serving tea to her weird MIL. She looks derelict. To alleviate her mood, Anjali offers her tea and Akash gives her an assenting nod. Khushi and NK join them and Arnav joins a bit later. He exasperates to see NK and Khushi's conviviality. He looks at them with darting eyes. Khushi also notices his acrimony. She tries to be reticent with NK, but NK is completely lost in chatting with her, what acerbates Arnav even more. He leaves giving the excuse of conference call. Nk also leaves to get camcorder. He thinks to video record the rituals of wedding.😆

Pause: when NK wished to record the wedding, I though he would probably record Shyam's evil deed or Khushi's asperity to him. but sigh it never happened and their never ending MU made us frustrated to the core.SAME HERE...WHAT A USELESS MOVE if they have recorded it and they revealed it later ,it would be really awesome...

The Gupta ladies wish to take a leave. Nani tells Anjali to give bangles to Payal. but Anjali forgot where she put it. Nani reminded her that she gave it to Arnav to resize it. When Anjali wanted to get it bua tells Khushi to get it instead, as Anjali must be tired of too much work. Khushi gets scared to hear it. Her erratic dhak dhak has been already deranging her and now how she will face Arnav again! Anjali understand her agitation. So she teases her that Arnav is busy with the conference call, so she doesn't need to worry.

Where is the conference call;😆 arnav is pacing back and forth in anger. He recollects how jovially Khushi was talking with NK. His rage rendering him incoherent. He goes out from his room.
He wants her to be like this with HIM only but forgetting he scares her...

Khushi is trudging towards Arnav's room, still in consternation. She knocks the door of his room, but nobody is there. She gets happy not to see Arnav there and thanks DM for helping her. she gets the bangles and turns to leave, but trips and the bangle lands in the pool water. She tries to grab it, but before she can reach it a manly hand grabs it first. She looks at him with abhorrence. It's Arnav who is just leaning next to her to pick the bangle from the water. He gets it and holds it up in front of her. she gets tremulous in his close proximity. She asks him,

What are you doing here. I told you

Khushi this is my room. Remember

Khushi speaks in impediment as her hazel eyes flickering, reflect her inner turmoil.she gulps her fear and grabs the bangles.

I could do it myself

You can't do everything by yourself.

She is getting weak, slumping in the pool of convulsion.

Yes I can.

Her grip is loosening to the bangles. He notices her convulsion and releases the bangle. The bangle again plops back into the pool water, what splashes water on her face. He looks at her with a surprised amusement. He smirks at her cowardice.
This

Are you alright?

Arnav wants to get the bangle for her. But khushi retorts back, she can do it. To get the bangle both of them simultaneously insert their hand inside the water. Arnav holds her hand under water. A shiver runs down to her spine. All her courage evaporates in a jiffy and crimson suffuses her cheek.

Tum itna daar kiu rahi ho? (why are you so scared?)

He is puzzled to see her frightened. She gulps her fear,

I told you, I can do it myself.

She gets up and turns to leave, but can't move further cause she feels a pull to her dupatta. She thinks Arnav must be pulling her dupatta, but brushes off her thought when she remembered how she misunderstood him to pull her dupatta and threw hot tea to him, whereas her dupatta was stuck in the cactus. She turns and gets surprised to see Arnav holding her dupatta.

Humara dupatta chodiye (leave my dupatta)

Kyu...why😳

Straight and confident answer of him, as if he has every right to pull her dupatta. Khushi's dupatta is her protection, her abroo. And without inhibition Arnav grabbed it, wanted to take it off, it means he thinks she is his, he has every right on her. The surprised looks on her face makes his eyes soften with tenderness.👏👏👏 YES he has right on her and she lets him have it...
Khushi retorts,

Bass chodiye (just leave it)

Khushi is in tremor, getting weak now. He stands up with full confidence still holding her dupatta.

Tum woh har kum nahi kar sakti jo mei kar sakti (you can't do all the things, what I can do)

Nahi...hum...(no...me..)
khushi is whirling in the vortex of her words.

Arnav now starts to wrap the dupatta in his hand

Tum kuch bhi kar sakte ho na, chooralo apna dupatta.

(you can do everything, right. Now extricate your dupatta)

His face is glinting with a mischievous smirk.

Ha hum kar sakte hai (yes I can)

He tweaks her close to him . She can't look in his eyes, just her palpating hearts is getting haywire. His eyes are murky with desire. He asks her with a sexy whisky tone

Jo main karoonga kya tum wo kar paogi (can you do what I'll do)

She nods her head yes.

Lagi shart (bet it)

With an insanely seductive timbre of his voice he throws a challenge to her. He looks at her with searing passion. and gives a peck on her cheek with a smooching sound. She gets flabbergasted and an extreme rosy color suffuses her cheeks.😉
We reach to first KISS after 174 and second one in 175 till the next wait forever..
Love the description over here...he is indeed way too mischief and he says he doesn't know"pyar wayar ki batain"...yeah right
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=yPic_e_Vc6w[/YOUTUBE]
CREDIT GOES TO THE UPLOADER
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPic_e_Vc6w

Love it sohara...👏

Love the detailed description of the whole scene with gifs ...His flirtiness and her dhak dhak is way magnetized and compelling than anything...I don't know how do you find these...Lovely VM as usually...Thnx for the link.

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Mysticaldivine

@Mysticaldivine

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Posted: 11 years ago

#123

Originally posted by: sohara

hahaha, I have to agree with Ami, that your mom is so sweet wiwy. you know what all children are babies to their mom. like my mom still does baby talk with me.

But I've to say that it was an amazing coincidence wiwy.

wiwy how did I miss that...must be sleepy...😆😆

Love your mom...she is indeed has no clue of her crazy fan of Barun...wiwy and grown up...when did that happen?

Edited by ArshiHamesha - 11 years ago

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indi52

@indi52

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Posted: 11 years ago

#124

episode 175

kahan khoyi hui ho, parmeswari?

where are you lost, parmeswari?

tum theek ho? tumhare gaal laal ho gaye...

are you ok? your cheeks have gone red...

she starts, her bangles clink, she touches her cheek, worried.

hu..hum?

m..me?

theek ho tum!

you're ok!

... hamari chhoriye... hume toh lagta hai... aap bhi theek nahin hain...

... forget about me, seems to me, you're also not ok.

kahin... khoye hue ho?

are you... lost somewhere?

main theek hoon, di.

i'm ok, di.

finally the update.

between the dupatta and the dori, did the poor guy ever have a chance? not that he was asking for one, pretty determined he seemed not to run away, even though he was a bit scared, oh yes he was. despite all the deep dark looks, the gruff demanding tones, the pull and the tug, he was a tad shaken, he'd never been this way before, and had no idea about the power of this feeling. this power is what would, strangely enough, make him err, then show him the path and take him to a happiness he'd never dared hope for himself, it would make him believe in life again. but for the time being the dori dupatta duo was busy making him flirtatious, angry, jealous, possessive, delighted all at once, and leaving him distracted and lost too. you had to feel for the man, hot and indomitable as he was.

and can barun sobti please try and look ordinary once in a while, might help the viewer focus.

it was her dupatta and her dori, interestingly, that played these games. not his tie and waistcoat. always something of hers would either seek his attention or stay back with him. some sort of knowledge in things bathed with her energy about where the future lay maybe? where she wanted to go, though at a conscious level she knew not? does this happen in life or is it just a way of telling a tale? no idea, but it gave a depth, a mystery to it all that i wouldn't give up for anything.

it was her sister that in a bout of haldi play pulled at her dori, the string that keeps her blouse secure at the back, and she ran off to the house where she'd been kissed for the first time ever, with a trepidation in her heart, but tied to duty, no idea the dori had come undone.

sisters were always important to their journey, in the happiest and most tumultuous ways. it was his sister a bit earlier who'd noticed that khushi ji was not quite alright after her bangle getting from chhotey's room. then she'd seen the triumphant, evil smile on her brother's face and known instantly something was up. this episode she would rope in nani ji to get these two together and play a lovely trick on her brother.

that life would play a trick and make her the cause of terrible things in this very "kuch toh baat hai" relationship, did she ever imagine.

it was not only that asr loved his sister and she was the reason he still bothered with life, he smiled, hoped, wanted. he'd told la way back, as long as di is happy that is all that matters, keeping the rest of the fam was not important as far as he was concerned. politically incorrect, but honest. but chhotey was equally important to di. she would do nothing to hurt her brother, would shield him from everything if she could, and she wished him only happiness. yet she would be the reason for him to feel terrifying pain and commit wrong. did she ever imagine that?

he had never felt love for a woman, he could even now only call it a "faraq" but he knew he just wanted her, khushi, in his life, and she was in his heartbeat and he'd never hurt her. yet he did. more than perhaps anyone ever had. did he ever imagine that.

these ironies of life. these twists and turns that seem to come out of nowhere and try us and our feelings in ways unimaginable. they made pk just plain beautiful.

had he just loved anjali but she not loved him back with equal strength, and been involved in that budding feeling of his the way she was, the night of doom would have not had the pulse it did. had he not loved khushi with that desperate need, and the innocence of a man who was in love for the first time, had he not been so mistaken thanks to that, had he had even one rational thought and asked pertinent questions, and not have done what he did, would they have ever known the power and passion of this love? would we?

how would they realise the essential nature of pyaar... jab jo bura kaha uska koi matlab nahin... jab jo bura kiya uska koi matlab nahin... iss pyaar mein sahi aur galat ka koi matlab nahin... bas ek cheez ka matlab hai... ki main.. hamesha.. hamesha... tumse...

how would we be reacquainted with the core of it all. you know it is love, when nothing matters but that love.

in a way shyam played the game that would show them the ultimate truth, beyond all and every misunderstanding. that they loved each other, no matter what. krishna's messenger he was too really, the one with the ugly face.

dupatta, dori, turmeric paste anointed 175, lots and lots of ishara of what might come. oh the two sisters in the night and the tears that somehow weddings trigger, amid that khushi's little speech, "bas ab rona mat, jiji... ya phir tum ro lo, kyunki phir hum bhi ro denge, shadi se pehle hum apne saare aansoo baha denge, taki bidaai ke waqt, na tum ro-ogi... a finger points to her lovely elder sis, a determined little girl not gonna cry... aur na hum."

now don't cry, jiji... or you cry, then i'll cry too, all our tears we shall weep before the wedding, so that when it's time to leave, neither will you shed a tear... nor i.

we instinctively know the opposite of that will come to pass.

yes, there were many hints like that, and maybe in the crafting of those, something suffered. 175 felt somewhat directionless, its pace not quite right, and shyam seemed to have a view of all that was happening anywhere and everywhere in rm, without moving an inch from where he was.

dhak dhak sequences between asr and khushi however. some with a little help from nk, krishna's good looking resident rep with a double role as a little sparkle in an old widow's drab world. some deadly asr khsuhi scenes thanks to di though she may not know. she brought in the whole bangle thing after all. unfortunately, not enough reaction shots from asr, we were given the same frame taken at the doorway in the morning again and again. took something away, perhaps they had no time to shoot so much.

the state of mind of asr and khushi, i felt that was the most lovely thing in this episode. look at her after he's just kissed her. her first ever kiss. she the good, middle class girl, who'd never let anyone other than her husband do such a thing. what would she do, slap him maybe? no.

she looks shocked, upset... then with an endearing moue pushes him away, not so rough, like a "jao bhi tum" in a sweet hindi movie way. she's flustered but not furious. and off comes the dupatta in a swirl released from his hand. nice direction... reel in, now out. she moves back.

"maine kaha tha na, nahin kar paaogi..." told ya, you wouldn't be able to... says he, daring her. he does want that kiss from her. she looks troubled, lost even, what was happening to her... and runs off without a word.

a pause on him... he seems to be feeling a bit better, a thoughtfulness.

of course, then he has to descend with that conqueror smile, and she must panic, and be so completely lost in thoughts of her first kiss back at home that buaji would have to shout, "kahan khoyi ho, parmeswari?" and jiji would echo, "kahan khoyi ho, khushi?"

and in ipk style, at end of episode, after he has got the kiss he'd longed for and it's having an impact he wasn't prepared for, it would be his di who'd come and say, "kahin? khoye hue ho?" what's up, brother? are you lost somewhere?

a state of mind established and a neat tying in of the two sisters with it.

the dupatta and a haldi morning.

turmeric with its bright insistent colour, considered pure, purifying, important for many reasons in hinduism, is present at hindu weddings with a whole ceremony devoted to it. amongst bengalis "gaye holud" is a major part of wedding. turmeric paste is applied on the bridegroom by his mother, aunts, cousins, in a happy noisy function with plenty play. a bit of the paste is touched to his body and mixed with turmeric paste that will be sent by the groom's family to the bride's home for her ablutions and haldi. her trousseau from the groom's side will accompany it.

when in a huff and looking gorgeous, ticked off with her teasing, asr handed her his trays suddenly, grabbed her dupatta and wiped the haldi off his face, this was what i was most reminded of. his paste on her, exactly as in gaye holud. that night surely they had to be married.

di had put that haldi on him, "yeh kaam bhi ho gaya," this work too is done, she'd said in glee. and what work it does in turn.

the haldi meeting happened at the doorway, an utterly public yet curiously private spot. their spot. almost as knowing as the poolside. they've met here at every stage of their journey, they've felt many different things standing here. today, he practically claimed her as the chosen one when he took that dupatta in his hand without permission. and did she yell at him for this transgression? no. just like with that kiss, this intimate, brusque move was somehow hers to own as well, as he owned her.

hotness himself and sunshine are at the doorway, face to face, taken aback, yet completely hooked.

there he stands, haldi on cheek.

she notices the yellow paste on the impeccable visage and laughs.

he glances down at his cheek, at her. cool, irrritated look, very irked, "hasna band karo," stop laughing, says asr. how did barun make that sound sexy not silly?

miss sanka, till now so worried about the kisser, forgets all in her chance to giggle, or is that a relief from those other feelings. she tries to keep a straight face. bursts out again.

he ain't liking it.

"gaal pe haldi lagake, aap bilkul cartoon jaise..." with that turmeric on your cheek you look a cartoon... er, khushi, this is asr, doesn't take kindly to being laughed at you know.

cold look... "stop it," he cuts in...

beat beat beat beat.. music in...new one again. such a novel situation this.

eyes narrow.

she covers her mouth to control laughter.

he has had enough... hands her his tray, picks up her dupatta, wipes his cheek before she can even blink.

she's shocked. he wipes once more.

"see? ab hassi ruk gayi," see? now the laughter stops.

there is just so so so much in this little moment. a little boy who wants to shut that little girl up. an arrogant man who hates being laughed at and loves to win. a young woman who thinks she hates him but does she? a lover who believes he has a right over the one he loves. and a whole haldi ceremony. a paste that touched my body is now on your dupatta, the piece of cloth that covers you, protects your body from unwanted gaze. a touch of turmeric that says you are mine.

if it was henna yesterday, today is turmeric's day, night will belong to vermilion.

there was "a" on her palm, now he's on her dupatta, the keeper of her respect... soon he will be in her sindoor, always hers... hamesha.

he grabs his stuff and leaves. but before going, a palat. a typical look back.
just to taunt her a bit about that bet... oh he wants that kiss. but...

"khushi ji!"

it's nk once more. he with his camera and the never to be utilised footage.

oh wow, the bride's sis, the groom's bro, a bit of haldi here and some there too, why khushi ji, were you playing at your home too? the exuberant nk is filming everything and talking nonstop.

asr is looking irritated. nk is insisting she comes in, she demurs, then again she notices an angry young man, and plays her game. she smiles brightly... nanhe ji, ok i'll come with you.

the angry man starts to smile as they leave. oh he knows madam is doing her thing, she's as much in this thing as he is. divine heavenly flirting on... i need some now.

the dupatta and an unholy moment.

she's in akash's room when someone pulls her dupatta. it's shyam. he's apparently trying to wipe the haldi. the sickening feeling of this whole thing. the man who knows the shastras, who takes vows with his wife before fire and god every year, who is loved and trusted by every member of his wife's family, yet who lusts after a girl in the most flagrant amorality ever, and transgresses with thought and action, he trying to wipe away an almost sacred mark made by the one who adores her and loves her with beauty and innocence... something so obscene in that.

creatives hit the right note of horror here. this to me was more egregious than all his ether pouring and killing ranisahiba twitches. equaled perhaps only by him making jalebi to appease her.

how khushi snatches her dupatta away and leaves despite his manipulating words. the jalebi she rejects with even more vehemence almost not caring who sees her doing this... most unlike her. her revulsion of this man that instinctive. i do wish though sanaya had nuanced her acting in the jalebi scene. when you're in public and need to show such a feeling, it's hard, yet it can be done with a little more subtlety i'm sure. there was no way others at the table wouldn't have noticed those looks... which is why only nk picking on it came across as weak to me.

the dori scene.

nk and khushi are in the sitting room, di has told her to choose some bangles for the wedding that are there.

he comes, he sees, he grimaces. "mujhe ek coffee do..." in a dark mood he goes and sits with the two, pretending not to care, busy with phone.

but she she sees the look he gives nk and started the game again... so cute and happy with nanhe ji is khushi ji.

"nahe ji!!! aap ko kaunsi pasand hai, nahe ji... bataiye na... hum wahi pehnenge..." tell me which bangle you like, nanhe ji, i'll wear that.

how well our khushi ji plays this one. and she is out to make him jealous, don't tell me it's just to bug him because he bugs her. all woman, a young girl, when near someone.

bangles drop...she bends to pick them up, and because that dori was not tied, a smooth expanse of ivory skin is visible, nk notices and begins to lose himself somewhat.

he was sipping coffee, looks at nk, understands in a split second what's up. an ebony anger explodes.

his fist balls. off comes her hair band, hair swishing and falling to cover her back... covering her nakedness.. protector predator lover.

nk embarrassed, looks away. khushi is upset, give me back my band.

seems to bring himself back to this moment somehow from that anger.

just because i'm not saying anything about the "shart wali baat" doesn't mean you can do anything, says kkg.

"main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon..." i can do anything, retorts asr. but he is really angry with her now, forget about matching me, you are not aware of anything half the time, what you're doing, what's being done to you, nothing registers with you.

he is mad at her.

but the dori will intervene, she will learn thanks to nani ji, that he'd not touched her just for the heck of it. i also think she was so angry about the hair band because of some left over sense of violation from the shyam incident. she was very fragile, and somehow this knowledge that he'd tied back her dori, made her feel whole and clean again, he was in her mind becoming her protector perhaps.

a happiness came over her when she heard he'd done what he had and she went on a kissing spree... almost rampage, like an elephant in must almost, just wanting to break all barriers and kiss kiss kiss, till the right cheek was reached and that brought her to her senses in a moment of shock.

hume maaf kar dijiye... why did she seek forgiveness?

a shell shocked asr... a happy twosome, nani and di.

mami ji had miraculously disappeared during the "cut" and shyam had appeared, but then by the pool anything can happen, bit of a rabbit hole this in our wonderland.

and back we all came to that doorway.

she stands clutching heart.

he comes and holds the door blocking escape.

memories of the character dheela day.

she turns slowly to face him, she can't quite...

hoarse, low voice, "kya kiya tumne abhi..." what did you do just now. so much desire in that dense guttural voice.

she looks up.

stock shot, stern face... haldi still on cheek... slip shod.

she calls on filmi mood to get her courage up.

"haan toh... hum toh sirf shart poori kar rahe the..." yeah so, i was only doing it for the sake of that bet.

the fabulous back across which stretches the jacket. he draws back a bit, "toh yeh..." so husky and cloudy like cream swirling in coffee, "shart ke liye tha?" so this was for the bet only?

clearly he is not believing.

a look under lashes, a worry, a lie. "aur nahin toh kya... aap shart ke baare mein bhool gaye kya?" what else, have you forgotten about the bet?

"really... tumne yeh sirf shart ke liye kiya?" he asks again.

she's coming undone a bit now. just like her dori. and too much may be exposed. ting ting ting oh these feelings.

she insists however, yes..

ever so softly he leans forward and puts a hand on the door again.

"tum theek ho? tumhare gaal laal ho gaya..." are you ok? your cheek's gone red. her bangles clink, she touches her cheek, worried.

"hu..hum?" m..m..me?

"theek ho tum..." are you okay?

the tension is built to a sweet high. my stomach is going places.

and she wades into it with all her courage, why are you asking the same question again and again... "aur hamari chhoriye... hume toh lagta hai... aap bhi theek nahin hain..." and forget about me, seems to me you're not ok too...

she's hit the nail... he moves back... unsettled he is...

and music just loves running around and over this delicate, delicious moment brought on by dupatta, dori, and that doorway.

henna, turmeric, dupatta, dori, vermillion, doorways, not that these things have not been used in serials and films before, always loaded with symbolism. in fact, more often than not, all this feels so cliched, they only get a shrug from me. but in ipk, they took fairly stock things and explored them with a freshness... like a poet uses an age old word in an all new way. always with the "heavy" was a delightful, heady "light," a burst of youthful energy, something real. some of it was certainly in the concept, the writing, the direction... and a lot, in the ones who executed before the camera... in their acting.

she goes home to iron the newspaper, then pack her own clothes instead of jiji's (again hint hint), her thoughts losing their way in him, that kiss... he sits with his laptop, trying to immerse in work, unable to concentrate, a kiss keeps coming back, two in fact, between him and her, and her and him... he drops files. are you khoya khoya, asr? i'm ok, indi.

Edited by indi52 - 11 years ago

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Crazy4IPK

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Posted: 11 years ago

#125

Thank you so much for reading.

Loved all of your comments.

He was totally enjoying it...his amusement with smirks over her craziness was written all over...Very calm over the world's strangest opponent he ever had...who brings smile on his face yet strings his stone heart...NOT a single girl in his profession yet accomplished that goal...except Khushi

For your comment ablove I have to say that the girls around the world die for him and he dies for Khushi.

We reach to first KISS after 174 and second one in 175 till the next wait forever..

Really the MU part was terrible, it seemed will not over ever.

Love the description over here...he is indeed way too mischief and he says he doesn't know"pyar wayar ki batain"...yeah right

Oh yeah, he doesn't know pyaar wayar ki baat, but can kill a girl with his smoldering gaze.

It's my pleasure that you liked my chosen VM. I literally rummage you tube for good Arshi VM.

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Crazy4IPK

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Posted: 11 years ago

#126

Originally posted by: supriya.arshi
New pics of Sarun...made an edit 😉

i tried to get good quotes...but i suck at them🤔

you creative ppl out thr...lucky you...cuz words just come to you

wow supi, what a pleasant surprise!

after a long time saw Sarun in one frame.

Thank you that you omitted the unimportant people.😆

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Mysticaldivine

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Posted: 11 years ago

#127

Originally posted by: indi52

episode 175

kahan khoyi hui ho, parmeswari?

where are you lost, parmeswari?

tum theek ho? tumhare gaal laal ho gaye...

are you ok? your cheeks have gone red...

she starts, her bangles clink, she touches her cheek, worried.

hu..hum?

m..me?

theek ho tum!

you're ok!

... hamari chhoriye... hume toh lagta hai... aap bhi theek nahin hain...

... forget about me, seems to me, you're also not ok.

kahin... khoye hue ho?

are you... lost somewhere?

main theek hoon, di.

i'm ok, di.

updating tomorrow.

INDi are planning to bring my fav song with it...Khoya khoya chand ...khula asman...ankhon mein sari raat jayegi...by Mohd Ravi...

can't wait for that...me anxious...impatient as you know...

Love the edit...awesome...

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indi52

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Posted: 11 years ago

#128

supriya, thank you so much for telling me how to cut and copy an image and create a layered collage. my first, hope you approve. and i am so so so thrilled. the cutting out is not as neat as it could have been. next time.

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wiwy

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Posted: 11 years ago

#129

Originally posted by: salooni

best till now
deadly edit 🤢

Terrific Supi! Glad you had a ArhiLicious weekend and are taking the picture album seriously! It shows! Magnificent edits! 🤗 🤗 🤗👍🏼

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Mysticaldivine

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Posted: 11 years ago

#130

Originally posted by: sohara

wow supi, what a pleasant surprise!
after a long time saw Sarun in one frame.
Thank you that you omitted the unimportant people.😆

Thnx Supi...I saw their photos on fb...awesome...Sanaya was looking cute along with Gautum Hedge, pashmeen, Akshay and Mohit...

Fabulous edit ⭐️ I love it"Bringing together an Eternal Love Saga"