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Putija

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Posted: 12 years ago

#771

Kya soche rahe ho bitwa

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@soni19sweet

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Posted: 12 years ago

#772

good night all

thanks for tadka comment

a gif pic for you all

made by me😃

good night edit

and also a suggetion i tried this time something new want to know they are good or not

pls sugeest

this is unedited pic with edited

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indi52

@indi52

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Posted: 12 years ago

#773

^^^

soni,

lovely lovely edits. looking forward to your bollywood takes too. 😃

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..Anita..

@..Anita..

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Posted: 12 years ago

#774

Originally posted by: salooni
is tomorrow there is resume of episode😭

or we get another extension 😃

pls tell

i think 181 is tomorrow

yeah i want another extension too but oh well

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..Anita..

@..Anita..

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Posted: 12 years ago

#775

what happened to you finger Arshi???

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wiwy

@wiwy

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Posted: 12 years ago

#776

hi all

my bollywood tadka for 173-174

this three episode beautifully pictured the dori of it meant nothing to it meant a life.

someone said

that he is trouble

his presence torture her

but that someone become nothing

when he went few km away from

focus area of her eyes.

she got pareshan

with the bechani taunting her

she got pareshan by sudden halt of

her dhak dhak

she get pareshan

and cruse her own words

how dare they to take him

out of her life

she got pareshan between the fight of

her heart and mind

mai pareshan pareshan

Pareshaan

Naye naye naina mere dhoonhe hai
Dar-badar kyun tujhe
Naye naye manzar yeh takhte hai
Iss kadar kyun mujhe
Zara zara phoolon pe
Jhadhne laga dil mera..
Zara zara kaaton se
Lagney lagaa dil mera..

Main pareshaan pareshaan
Pareshaan pareshaan
Aatishein woh kahan
Main pareshaan pareshaan
Pareshaan pareshaan
Raanjishein hai dhuaan
Haan..

Gush khaake galiyaan
Udney lagi hai..udney lagi hai
Raahon se teri
Judney lagi hai..judney lagi hai
Chaubaare saare yeh
Milon ke maare se
Pooche hai tera pataa

Zara zara chale se
Thakne laga dil mera
Zara zara udhne ko
Karne laga dil mera

Main pareshaan pareshaan
Pareshaan pareshaan
Dil kashi ka samaah
Main pareshaan pareshaan
Pareshaan pareshaan
Khawaaishon ka samaah

Be baat khudpe
Marne lagi hoon..marne lagi hoon
Bebaaq aahein
Bharne agi hoon..bharne lagi hoon
Chahat ke cheetey hai
Khaare bhi meethe hai
Main kya se kya ho gayi

Zara zara fitrat
Badal ne laga dil mera
Zara zara kismat se
Ladhne laga dil mera

Kaisi madhoshiyaan..
Mastiyaan mastiyaan..
Main pareshaan pareshaan
Pareshaan pareshaan
Aatishein woh kahan
Main pareshaan pareshaan
Pareshaan pareshaan
Raanjishein hai dhuaan
Ho..

english

https://lyricstranslate.com

Restless

I look for you with new eyes, everywhere.
I find new sights likewise, everywhere.
My heart's a flutter, I feel
It's flirting with danger, I feel
Restless, I'm restless...
Where are those flames?
Restless, I'm restless...
Where are those pains?

The streets are snoowing...
They're merging with you...
The cross-roads, the milestones
Are calling for you.
My heart is tired of treading, I feel
It's yearning to fly, I feel
Restless, I'm restless...
What I aspire
Restless, I'm restless...
Of my desire.

I'm blushed, I'm flushed
For the first time.
I'm breathing, I'm dreaming
For the first time.
These drops of fondness;
I savour the sweetness.
I am not me, no more.
My heart is changing its take, I feel
It's turning my fate, I feel
Restless, I'm restless...
The intoxication.
Restless, I'm restless...
The exhilaration.
Restless, I'm restless...
Where are those flames?
Restless, I'm restless...
Where are those pains?

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=YKVDRuRAN-g[/YOUTUBE]

sometimes a word is not enough

to express us

something nothing is required to

be said for understanding each other

but it never happened that happen to

be them

and why not they king and queen

of innovative love

that why happened

with the jhol of a

what you said to me

what i say to you

how i give answer to the

question i self finding answer

for

kaun farak padhta hai

it cant be express in words

it cannt be mould in a sentence

it cannt be delivered in mere speaking

it is just like that

no name,no identity,no place,no intention

but a strong member

that leave among we both

and that is the reason of all fark

but how now i say this to him

kaun mera kya tu lage

Kaun mera, mera kya tu laage
Who are You? What is Your relation to me
Kyun tu baandhe, man ke man se dhaage
Why are You tieing a string from Your heart to mine?
Bas chale naa kyun mera tere aage
Why am I helpless in front of You
Kaun mera, mera kya tu laage
Who are You? What is Your relation to me
Kyun tu baandhe, man ke man se dhaage
Why are You tieing a string from Your heart to mine?

Chhod kar na tu kahin bhi door ab jaana
Don't leave me and go anywhere now
Tujhko kasam hai
You have to promise me this
Saath rehna jo bhi hai tu
Be with me whoever You are
Jhooth ya sach hai, ya bharam hai
Even if it is truth or lies, or just my imagination
Apna banaane ka jatan kar hi chuke ab to
You have made a move to make me yours already
Baiyan pakad kar aaj chal
Take my hand and let's go
Main du bata sabko
I want to show everyone

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=TMP5QODAXlc[/YOUTUBE]

sharing my first signature edit with you

do suggest your view😃

english of song respective write thanks

psd and texture credit to maker

and those little not perfect lines try from me

sorry first time try

so bear me😳

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Fabulous job Soni! 👏

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wiwy

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Posted: 12 years ago

#777

What the! Likes not registering again! What crap!

(Captains, hope such language allowed on asr forum!😉)😆

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indi52

@indi52

Stunner

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Posted: 12 years ago

#778

episode 178

what if i lost you?

a head falling weightless to the steering wheel after seeing someone. a deep breath finally taken, a saans. an anger returning as large as the relief. a walk, a hand reaching out even before touching distance is achieved, an arched back, a face thrust forward, two hands gripping a dear dear face. eyes relentlessly searching, hungry. a voice ringing out in the night.

who is this you he could not lose?

the you he'd held out his arms for one night, his eyes had seen her trembling lips.

the you who made him stop and stare and let music enter his life.

the you he'd hugged in the rain.

the you he'd looked back at in a storm.

the you he'd caressed without knowing why.

the you he'd carried home.

the you who accused him.

the you who galvanised him.

the you he couldn't stop thinking of through the day.

the you he called out to in his sleep.

the you who'd amused him.

the you he'd left alone in the dark, only to regret.

the you he had so wanted to hold.

the you wrapped in fairy lights.

the you whom he wanted.

the you he had berated.

the you he had to tie when she tried to leave.

the you he'd hurt.

the you he'd hurt with.

the you whom he'd yelled at saying she meant nothing at all.

the you he had dragged to him.

the you he had said faraq padta hai kyunki to.

the you he had danced with.

the you he'd kissed.

the you he had claimed.

the you who made him feel so lost.

what if he lost you.

as though the whole story of love got told in that one violent, vehement, exclamation on a dark road. a plea in it, a declaration too. don't leave me ever, i can't live without you. this point on that part of the story will be told, there will be a "khushi" connecting heartbeats, a silent near death by a terrace treacherous, madness, mayhem, even hate... yet the journey will go inexorably to the subtext of "what if i lost you?"

don't ever leave me. main tumhare bina ji nahin paaoonga.

this was the moment of the whole episode for me. in it, brilliant writing and acting and everything. a certain sophistication not expected in a not too high budget tv serial. not just because of the suv and a dapper man in gray, or a lovely young woman with not at all typical indian looks doing an indian middle class girl. just in that moment... in the body language of the actors, in the grain in the voice, in the silence around, in the night... what a way to bring things to a head.

arnav singh raizada is terrified of losing people he loves. so much, he has decided he will not love again. yes, the betrayal by his father was crucial in coming to this decision. but the behemoth hurt that a young heart felt when he lost his maa, the crushing force of it, perhaps that's why a young boy said... it was better not to love... better not to lose anyone. again.

yet, whether he calls it love or not, it has come to open his heart and live there. the pearl has come to the ocean and gather it close he must. his very existence, his ebb and flow his high and low depend on it.

just that she has no idea why he panics so, and if he does why doesn't he tell her the reason for it. somewhere from that first fall she too had gotten involved in feelings she can't fathom. they're is deep, they're mysterious, they are faintly frightening, so she uses her little ploys to keep it all at bay. why can't she hate this man who has hurt her so much? he kisses her with right. what right does he have really? yet she can't stop him... or even create a scene. all she can do is run away in utter confusion and excitement and hear her dhakdhaks. her first kiss.

then he protects her, ties her dori, yet the next minute says, she and nk make a perfect pair. both half mad and half clumsy! yet look at him staring at her like that. she has no idea why he fears losing someone so much, that she will begin to understand much later. she needs to know why he says what he says, why he worried so much, why he looks at her like that. why that "mujhe laga... maine tumhe kho diya," breaks her heart with its fear, its love.

yes, love, she does feel it somewhere in the night, in his eyes, his hands grabbing her, jerking her close, shaking her at every sentence, she feels it and she needs to hear it from the man who'd said she means nothing at all.

she doesn't make a difference to him.

she has been through too much...

"mujhe laga... mujhe laga maine tumhe kho diya..." i thought, i thought i'd lost you, he's choking with fear.

he grabs back his anger. "aur tum yahan... tum yahan... cha..."

she's terrified by this sudden appearance and barrage of gussa... her lips move but no words form... she has no idea what she wants to tell him.

fabulous emotions, swirling breaking rising crashing, the many many many avatars of love.

he can't hold himself back anymore, his whole body arches as he thrusts forward and takes her head in his hands...

he's falling apart... "agar uss ambulance mein tum hoti toh?..." if you were in that ambulance...

"what if i lost you...!" his voice flies again, into the night, not caring who hears who doesn't.

the unthinkable hangs between them. the music ends... just him and her, he is still cradling her head, needing her so much, she is holding on to her chana.

unable to take this tension, this unstated right, this whole feeling anymore, she pushes his hands away with a swift violent movement.

she steps back, "agar aisa hua bhi hota... toh... hamara hi accident hota... aapko kya faraq padta hai?"

and if such thing had happened, so what? i'd have had an accident. what difference does it make to you?

she so needs to know.

he looks at her enraged and in disbelief... "faraq nahin padta? of course, faraq padta hai, dammit!" doesn't make a difference, of course it does, dammit.

an aggressive, consuming anger.

she wants answers. now. "kyun? faraq kyun padta hai..." why? why does it make a difference?

"kyunki..." because! and that day of the engagement ring returns. then too he'd stopped here, completely taken aback. not sure, not being able to see what's happening.

the music returns to fill the silence.

she looks at him seeking an answer he cannot give. he takes a couple of steps back. breaks eye contact... looks away. rabba ve.

khushi walks ahead of him to the suv and before he can open the door, gets in and slams the door shut.

he watches her in her huff from the outside... tender music reflecting a flow of feelings unrestrained...

he's relieved, happy, concerned, wanting to take care and yet angry still, the agony still not all drained. or so it seems to me.

he walks stylishly around the car and gets in... looks at her, long and considering, fixes his belt... eyes on her. she sits looking straight ahead, angry. why is he not saying the word.

as his music comes on... he drives off. this strained lovers' tiff like atmosphere. heat building. needs to resolve, there must be a fight or an intense love making or both.

"khushi, tumhari seat belt..." khushi, your seat belt...

she is ignoring him of course. haven't i been to this place before. haven't you?

he stops the car to make sure the belt is on,

"khushi, tumse kitni baar kahna padega apni seatbelt pahno... khushi jab main tumse baat kar raha hoon toh..." khushi, how many times must i tell you to put on the belt... when i'm talking to you...

she moves her dupatta and shows the belt. passive aggression. i like. needed i guess to balance the fire breathing dragon type in one's life.

she's looking at her bangles, so happy. he watches her struggle... little mean asr smile...

"toh nk ko tumhare kalai ka size bhi nahin pata..." so nk doesn't know your wrist size... oh he's delighted, no one can do things the way asr does you see.

"kamse kam churiya kharidne ka khayal toh aaya unhe... aah!" at least he bought them... aah!

he slams on the breaks, looking at her, a rush in him...

glass lodged in her arm.

he loses his cool instantly... "pagal ho gayi ho tum... agar tumhe pata tha churi tumhari size ki nahin hai toh pahni kyun... dammit, tumhe kuch ho jata toh, tumhari nas kat jaati toh..."

are you mad? if you knew the bangles weren't the right size, why are you wearing them? dammit, if something had happened to you? if you'd cut your vein?

again that "what if i lost you?"

exasperated she says, "toh kya ho jata!" so what would have happened!

two other thoughts on this episode.

significant things happen to them often on the road. many realisations, many milestones here. apart from economy as roads don't cost the earth to set up, is the journey metaphor a reason for this? or is it just... just like that.

the yellow parts and the blue parts... one was all about an individualistic state of being. the other about being a part of a whole, a society, where the individual recedes and social norms are in command. a girl with a broken wedding is a massive issue. a scene such as was executed by the desperate manorama is possible. no one screams and says, i'll do what i think is right, i'll marry whom i please. certainly not akash. and payal takes it to another extreme with her decision not to marry if sasuma doesn't want it. only one person in thsi entire lot has the streak of individualism her grandson proudly bears. nani ji. so she is the one who resolves everything and gets mano to agree because she believes this marriage is good for her other grandson. there was a questioning of this "group" oriented behaviour through out ipk. creators definitely believed in individualism that considers the group but is not dominated by it, nor submerged. khushi initially was like that too... otherwise how would asr fall for her. 😆 but once the deed was done, ah, now let's make her into just a role, forget the individual.

Edited by indi52 - 12 years ago

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Mysticaldivine

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Posted: 12 years ago

#779

@chalhov...@Durga...@ Anita...and all Blasters...Thnx

I am fine now ,it will take some days but at least I am not feeling that much pain...working since morning...and slowly yet can type...

Thnx all of you...❤️

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Mysticaldivine

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Stunner

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Posted: 12 years ago

#780

Originally posted by: salooni
good night all
thanks for tadka comment
a gif pic for you all
made by me😃

good night edit

and also a suggetion i tried this time something new want to know they are good or not
pls sugeest
this is unedited pic with edited

Awesome Soni.👏...honest answer...don't use too much pink...Everything else is cute...😊