Blast from the Past Thread #20 !!Nafrat Door Jaane Na De!! p117 ep 206 - Page 71

i knw its all Arhi Talk here

but i just wanted to mention this

the Greatest Man...Sachin Tendulkar ...moved me nd many others into tears with his speech ...it was emotional, touchin...nd it was humble as he is ...

after his speech (he din miss out on any1 dead or alive) he went for a lap , Indian Captain Dhoni nd Virat carried him on their shoulders...

after all tht was over...he alone went to bck to the pitch...touched the ground nd he went bck teary eyed...i swear even i had tears at tht moment...

he is truly a Legend ...no one in India will ever receive the honor he did ...

👍🏼

Originally posted by: indi52

episode 201

👏👏 lovely edit

the episode before stunned me with a man speaking in bated tone about his "chot" then looking away, irises dark chocolate, shimmering in the afternoon light.

i wondered what would follow. and along came 201, an episode i didn't understand at all. as in why was it quite so pointless and vacuous. no rhyme no rhythm... just a girl had to wonder about "chot" and the man to the goat... yes, we saw lakshmi ji after a longish break... she was always refreshing and a neat actor; and somehow khushi and her arnav ji had to reach a bowl of kheer.

well at least she did wonder as to what had given her husband so much pain and had he found out about shyam ji. then said, can't be, who'd tell him. yeah, really who would? everybody, especially she were so busy not divulging a thing to him... mujhe batana zaroori nahin samjha? he'll ask hurt and upset one day. shyam being a liar is one thing, but the girl he loves not trusting him?

in the midst of it all, she is given a dialogue again added to highlight her love for others... i wonder is it wrong to show your love for the one you love?

"hume sab kuch bahut soch samjhkar karna hoga... anjali ji maa banne wali hai aur hamari wajah se unhen koi pareshani nahin honi chahiye."

i must do everything with caution and wisdom... anjali ji is going to be a mother, she should not get upset in anyway because of me.

anyway to bring this kheer point about a fairly slapstick episode got going, with no connection to anything whatsoever. maybe it was also barun and sanaya's off day or somethin, it fell upon utkarsha naik to carry most of the soap and she struggled valiantly with a meaningless script to somehow do that. perhaps all writers were on leave too and lakshmi ji wanted to try her hand at writing... i am sorry,😆 the care with which all things related to gray matter were left out in 90 percent of the episode gets me nasty.

but the important thing is that the kheer was reached.

before that, however, some jalebis... a mountain of them in fact. who could have made it? mami ji, anjali and sweet shyam wonder. transpires shyam knows when khsuhi makes jalebi...😡

tense moments with wife and shrewd mami in law, "damat ji how do you knowj?" asks the shatir one. yes, damat ji, tells me pilleejh.

anjali says, though she knows about it bit she hasn't told him.

"asal mein..." actually... mutters shyam ji desperately looking for a lie.

"ji, maine bataya jeeja ji ko..." i told jeeja ji, a husky quick line... asr in white shirt and gray waistcoat chimes in smoothly. an intensity about him. oh no, he heard that, i think. again an intimacy hinted at between kkg and shyam... chot and more chot.

the two men confront each other. tense music, camera pans, a sense of battle...

"after all, khushi meri patni hai... mujhe uske baare mein sab pata hai."

after all, khushi is my wife, i know everything about her.

yes, khushi is out of someone's reach now... because she is now his patni... get that... jeeja ji.😆

ah here's the kheer... which miraculously is sweet but without any sugar in it. this is a recipe with which kkg could have become a billionaire, maybe asr will help her do just that. 😆

chhotey had gone out but is now back and anjali asks khushi to give him some kheer.

khushi in the meantime is determined to find out if her suspicion is right, if asr knows about shyam, what gave him that chot? khsuhi looks genuinely concerned for asr. at least for this one episode.

she comes running with the kheer, as he walks down the stairs in a bit of a rush, moving beautifully. they bang into each other.

kheer on his waistcoat... he's livid.

but he looks up and sees sis... the kheer bringer.

"aap iss tarah bina baat kiye baar baar nahin jaa sakte... aapko hume batana hoga..." he would have walked away but khsuhi says, you can't always leave without telling me anything, you have to tell me.

cut to another pov and the first shot of double is on. double in all shots from the back... terrible editing and continuity...

"ki humne aapko kab dukh..." when did i give you pain...

before she can complete her sentence, he grabs her upper arm.

"tumhe.. bilkul andaza nahin hai na?" a slightly soft, quizzical air, gentle voice, you have no idea, right? he asks.

she's shocked at the gentle voice, bemused she shakes her head.

"nahin?" no?!!

and that slight slight sexy playful smile on an angry hurt man's lips. all because he hates her of course...

"ki tum gusse mein kitni sundar lagti ho..." that you look so beautiful when you're angry. along with that confounding statement, the grin is lopsided.

the hated wife is stupefied.

the sister is pleased and peering.

"kya?!!" says the wife.

the double's ear bothers indi... what the.

"par isska matlab yeh toh nahin ki tum mujhse hamesha guss raho." but that doesn't mean you remain angry with me all the time. hearts are flipping on and off screen at the dip in the "hamesha"... the little boy look in the eyes. an almost pout there.

music comes in.

"come!" husky commanding voice, and with a devastating sugar free smile... nafrat at its most lethal.

he holds her and pulls her to a chair... sister is happy.

"baitho?!!" sit?!! so gentle... arms reaching for her easily, wanting her...

makes her sit, she is horrified at turn of mood..

she opens her mouth and words don't emerge, he jerks his head in a little ishara... loving smile on.

he's enjoying her confusion...😳

"woh keh rahe the... ke hum aap ko hume batana hoga ki hum..." i was saying that you... i... you must tell me. khushi is still trying to get her answer.

he stuffs a spoon of kheer into her mouth... shutting her up. 😆

eyes are chocolate melting, loving hating.

trrring ting... you can't fool the music... there is that thing between two people, a thing that can't be given a name. rabba ve knows every moment it reveals itself.

he wipes the kheer off the corner of her lips and looks up to see if di is there.😊

poor khushi, her feelings are in a mess.

he leans forward, holds her arm again and makes her feed him.

as he closes his lips over the kheer heaped spoon, eyes on her eyes, rabba ve plays... did he really not want her to feed him?

oh he wants her so so much.😉

di is delighted.

khushi is dazed.

he starts chewing and indi is dead.😆

another bite, oh man in grey and white... waist coat so snug, a gorgeous leanness, why must you do this. this is a meaningless empty, flippant episode, i the viewer am supposed to hate it, give an honest scathing report and with as nort switch to 202, yet here i am as you make 201 memorable with a smile, a pout, a voice, a chew, even a double.

a sense of youth and bristling energy... sometimes angry, sometimes loving.

khushi is so beautiful in a normal saree with her pompom, her churis, her kangans, her confusion, her pyaar, her aching heart... only that lack of story.

"tumhare haathon se khakar bina cheeni ke kheer bhi meethi lag rahi hai..." eaten from your hands, even kheer without sugar tastes sweet.

hey hey... she looks up... is he for real... is he that guy by the mirror who had said "bas karni hai"?... is he?... her expression is so tender and heart breaking, she does want her arnav ji so... even though he's hurt her so much. tremulous, half expectant, half fearful air.

he goes to feed her again... cut to double and wrong editing but rabba ve plays let's stay with the mood

she chokes.

he's concerned instantly, "khushi!!"

he takes the plate... "khushi, you okay?"vvoice panicky almost.

as she coughs and he reaches for water, she looks up...

there's anjali... and it's clear to her at last.

"khushi, are you alright? yeh lo paani..." and she refuses it. one neat pushing away of his concern and care.

he's perplexed.

she stands up, "anjali ji ja chuki hain... aap ko yeh natak karne ki koi zaroorat nahin hai." anjali ji is gone, you don't have to do this play acting.

he takes a bit of time to react... his hand drops from her arm.

"aap ne yeh sab anjali ji ke liye kiya tha na?" you did all this for her, didn't you?

angry hurt look.

just eyes speak.. what do they say? why do i read her sadness, her confusion... and his confusion and a certain tiredness. he puts the glass down and swings away, no words are needed... just two people caught in a terrible place, yet not wanting to leave each other. have we all been here sometimes.

and in that moment, somehow a note of eternity enters an episode that was pretty bad.

Originally posted by: supriya.arshi

Indi nd Arshi ❤️❤️

seriously fantastic edits of Sanaya...it was perfect...i couldn find even one error ⭐️⭐️⭐️

Wiwy...aww your story is finished...well do give a epilogue...
i shall read from wher i stopped in the next week

nd thank you for likin my edit...it was pretty lame one...will try nd do a better one soon

Sohara...yes even i don't lik the guy they chose opposite her...he doesn strike...wish they had taken some1 who would match her...lik K.Tacker...i liked him

Durga 😃😃 me very happy you won 🥳 Congratulations 🥳 i din knw you had sent so many!!! btw did i vote for your line??

nd a great VM of Barun nd Sanaya merge of Rang Rasiya

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=0r7lpxwjLsI[/YOUTUBE]

Originally posted by: DurgaS

Hello friends,

Would like to share something. Sometime ago I had mentioned that I had participated in the Crazy Creatives go Professional tagline contest. Well the results are out and one of my taglines has won. 🥳

Supriya, thanks for voting. 😳

Here are all my entries that I had sent for the contest,

Gardener

1. Nurturing plant lives

2. Sowing the seeds of fresh air

Lawyer

1. Soliciting for problem solutions

2. Detangling the entangled web of laws

Journalist

1. Tryst with the truth

2. A delve into the unknown

Nutritionist

1. Presenting palatable proteins on the plate

2. Balance of the edibles

Crazy creatives

1. Crossing the crease of creative craziness

2. An ingenious crazy bunch

Link to the results thread

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/95795570

"the soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye."
~~~ charlotte bronte, jane eyre ~~~


she will ask him again and again about the chot, the hurt. he will refuse to answer. a curious episode, nothing much sticks, but there is that thing between a man and a woman coming through.

and not just any man and any woman, but arnav singh raizada and khushi kumari gupta.

when she walks into their room, peering in with a slightly sanka air, that freaking out at the sight of him with shears.. that toing toing thing is in, music is all comic and funny. yet doesn't feel odd, because this is khushi and she is a certain way. perhaps she needs to feel light and a little nutty to gather her strength, to feel like all is well, because she is feeling like herself.

he is angry, threatening, yet suddenly out of nowhere a terrible hurt would register in his eyes then go away as he calls up his anger to help him through this chot, this chaos in their lives.

then they'd turn to each other, both holding on to their personalities and again something would trigger the man woman thing, so much in his eyes, in hers too, neither can walk away from the other. a palpable attraction, and sense of belonging. i can shout at you and i can really really hurt you. because i have every right to, and so do i. you won't tell me? okay, then i'll go away... you wouldn't dare. wouldn't i? and if i go away, will you come looking for me, i know you will that's why i am going can't you see? if you go away... oh you wouldn't dare... what! khushi kumari gupta... now i must concoct an elaborate plan to bring you back because though ostensibly i have married you to keep you out of shyam's reach and if you went home and i made sure you stayed away from shyam by threatening you that if you're anywhere near him i'll wreck your sister's life, it would work just fine... but you see what even i refuse to admit to myself is that is not the reason i married you, i married you to keep you right here, by me, for me, in me, just mine...

i will give you chot for you have given me the same. but if you're not there, how will i breathe... don't you know i can't breathe when you're not aroiund?

you think i can? that's why i don't understand why you're doing this? why are you hurting me so.

mercurial changes of feeling, all recorded by actors with a thrilling hold on emoting.

"hey devi maiyya, inke haath mein toh hatyaar hai" hey dm, he's got a weapon in his hands...

but, "tu dar mat khushi, aaj tujhe poochna hi hoga... poochna hi hoga ki woh kis chot ke baare mein baat kar rahe hain..." don't be scared, khushi, today you must ask, which hurt is he talking about.

she looks lovely in this saree. real. and the chot is still in thought. in plot.

she worries he may know of shyam. so khushi knows this would be a huge problem... maybe because she knows it's not right not to have told him? some part of her knows this, even if one may argue she didn't want to hurt him, after all, when she found out about shyam and accidentally banged into asr straight after, she really couldn't tell him anything because she was thinking of him more than anyone else. that was touching... but her subsequent action, maybe even she feels it's not quite right.

as she peers at him from behind the curtains, he senses someone's around and looks up, but goes back to his plants seeing no one. and a perfect back uff comes into view. i can't blame her for looking at it a moment longer than necessary.

"hume aap se baat karni hai!" the darti hai par karti hai girl declares she needs to talk to him.

eyes darken. jaw hardens. a snip with the shears, violent. she jumps.

he turns around... the shears between them. again a comic note, but somehow not out of place, indicative more of their extreme awareness of each other, especially his. he thinks she's a home wrecker, a loose woman, one who is going to bed with shyam and plans to end his sister's marriage. but, he can't hate her... kitni koshish ki maine... who could love such a woman, yet he couldn't do anything but love her. he so wanted to hate her, but that hate was also his love... how helpless before a feeling the strong brave arrogant asr. the shears are needed, because otherwise he might just bridge the distance and ravish her with kisses.

she crosses her arms.

"bataiye!" tell me.

"kya." what.

a pause, then...

"ke humne aapko kaisi chot pahunchaiyee... kaun sa dukh diya?" what sort of pain did i give you, how have i hurt you. she needs to know.

he looks away. he can't talk about it. does it hurt too much? yes, it kills him each time.

he turns back to his plants. it hurts too much. violently prunes.

"ya toh hume saaf saaf bata dijiye ya phir apni baat wapas le lijiye," either you tell me clearly or take back this allegation. a little girl thing there, very kkg.

he pauses, his anger rages. asr returns, sexy man, not used to anyone trying to threaten him. he turns toward her, another deadly palat, "dhamki de rahi ho mujhe?' you threatening me?

instantly she's nervous as hell but tries to hold her own, again terribly kkg, "a..a.. haan... kuch aisa hi samajh lijiye." y..y..yes, you can take it as that.

and then charging into sanka, "aapke paas sirf do raste hain..." you have two alternatives.

too late, the man is in, slamming back hard, "main teesra rasta le raha hoon... mujhe tumhe kuch bhi batane ki koi zaroorat nahin hai..." i am taking the third route, don't have to tell you a thing.

so cute, he loves the girl, he can't hold on to that hate and anger constantly... suddenly they are equals and he is back to mean arrogant, she to sanka.

she insists he must tell her, rushing at him as he goes back to his pottering.
did you do all this because you think?

a pause, tense, then he turns to look at her.

"kya? kya sochta hoon?" what. what do i think.

and she prevaricates, you think i am scared of you.

was he wanting to see if she'd trust him? tell him something? giving her a chance?

i am not scared of you, my sister is married and the daughter in law of this house, you can't harm her...

the chance is over.

now asr walks toward kkg, a threat in each step. she steps back and it's their little dance. everytime it's happened actually both have taken convulsive steps toward each other in a plane not visible, but certainly palpable.

he can harm her sister he assures her and we move to the mami and burnt kheer drama in the living room. post that, khushi is certain that akash will not let any harm come to jiji and so she returns to the man she must always return to.

man drinks coffee, works at laptop, in his cocoon.

she comes and slams the laptop shut.

"what the f..." oh he is angry.

"ek do aur baar what the kah dijiye," say what the a few more times! she snaps, ready for battle. after that you have to listen to me.

"how dare you! tumhari himmat kaise hui mere laptop band karne ki..." how did you have the temerity to slam my laptop! i love this.. so real. my hubs would say exactly the same. laptop and man have a special relationship, no woman dare desecrate it. hyuk.

she is livid, she can't take it any more, "yeh shadi ka tamasha, bahut sun liya..." this game of marriage, i've heard enough... i can't bear it.

his eyes shift as though that is one thing he can't bear himself...

and the shot from the back... no double. oh the ear, the shoulder. indi sighs.

"hum iss baare mein pehle bhi discussion kar chuke hain... tum kahin nahin jaa rahi ho. chhe mahine tak yaha, aise hi rahne wali ho..." we have discussed this before, you're going nowhere...

er, discussion? that's how asr "discusses" i guess. and you're going nowhere... the possessiveness is killing me.

"so stop the nonsense." say it again and again i want to yell.

she again asks about the chot.

he again looks away. hands fisting, a pain raging across his face, he can't atlk about it. not to her. she was in another man's arms, he can't bear thsi, and he won't show his broken heart, he will show himmat and he will solve the problem. he will.

she raves, he stands turned away... i love this whole thing.

she says she's leaving he can tell people whatever he likes...

at this he turns swiftly, leans forward and grabs her wrist. all his compulsions, his churning feelings, anger love madneess everything in his body language.

he threatens her with dire consequences.

"aaj hum aapko dhamki de rahe hain, mr raizada, hum yeh shadi todkar jaa rahe hain," today i'm warning you, mr raizada, i am breaking this marriage and leaving... ah so it is a marriage, so how come on janmashtami it became a fake marriage, yes ms kkgsr, that still bothers me.

hot looks the lord of the manor, ah so his woman has a fight in her and challenges him, this he's got to win.

"iss ghar ko chhorkar jaa rahe hain... aur aap hume rok nahin sakte," leaving this house, and you can't stop me.

oh the gentle mocking loving worshiping wanting smirk.

"tum nahin jaogi... tumme itni himmat nahin hai..." you won't go, you don't have the guts. you challenge her, is it because you want her to have the guts? want to play all those games with her? the man woman games, the ones that say one thing and mean something utterly different? the games no one deciphers, we just play... not every mystery need be unraveled. so much more fun that way.

she does an i'll show you... tension.. then while leaving, a master stroke, kkg bangs into the door.

this alternating between light heavy comic serious is so real at one level. especially since both are crazy about each other. khushi is too angry to think about it; and he not to.


he actually smiles as she leaves and it's almost a gentle smile. this girl touches him in places no one else does and even he can't deny it. though he thinks she's a harlot.

next morning, he wakes up suddenly... checks time... as he makes his way to the bathroom, he sees she isn't there on the poolside. i like the fact that madam wakes up after him... and neither he nor anyone else si concerned about it. she is not expected to be acchhi bahu who gets up earlier, bathes, dons saree, makes tea for pati dev and wakes him up...

"khushi?" he wonders.

khushi kahan gayi? where's khushi gone.

no animosity, just looking for her. she's pulled a fast one and gone off, he's all dressed up looking hotwa, what else, but has anyone seen khushi? she's left.

the three women surround him... mami nani di... all his wellwishers, all want to see him happy.

"aap kahe khushi bitiya ko ghar bheje rahe..." why have you sent khushi bitiya home, enquires nani ji.

"what?!" he can't believe what he hears. so she's actually dared to do it.

"khushi kumari gupta!" under the breath. the game is in round two... and both are looking dressed to kill.

just a couple of other things... the mami payal thing is taking on alarmingly saas bahu overtones... and akash is just plain disturbing. nk on the other hand brings something cool to the frame... khadoos mehmaan was funny, as was gingerly pulling up his shirt to cover his nose upon smelling burnt kheer. i find karan g a good actor, second time round noticing it even more. hope the guy gets a decent break... he seems to have range. i can quite see him in a romantic lead role too.

i admit, i got completely carried away by all things asr this episode... i wanted to cap practically every frame. i did almost. then somehow restrained myself and made only these few edits 😆... can't get high def, high res shots, am frustrated majorly.

Originally posted by: IssPKaur

Wiwy my love, glad to know aap theek hain. Got your pm minutes ago and excited to read the last chapter! You did it!! Talking of the one with the gussa and the kindness, i look for him everywhere to tell you the truth...hospita;s, mandirs, airports, under gazebos...was at an old haveli not far from delhi two days ago and even though it was quite different in history and culture to what i imagine sheesh mahal would be, i still couldn't help picturing him walking down the parapets of balconies overlooking the inner courtyard...was a lovely lovely feeling imagining...here's a pic of one of the many moments...asli duniya gloriously enhanced by sapnon ki...😆 See ya later

Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha

awww Soni🤗

I miss you these days a lot.Hope everything is fine and cool with you dear..

@indi 202

I enjoyed every word you had to say about their game, war and dance. Thank you for this perfect treat.

Rang rasiya looks really good and interesting
I am playing catch up now with the analysis sorry if I do not comment on them
And I am still alive :)