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Posted: 11 years ago
OMG...the first one is sooo good from one of my fav vidder!!
Rang Rasiya || ft. Barun. Sanaya
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gc2asG5M-VY[/YOUTUBE]
Sanaya Irani/Barun Sobti:Rang Rasiya
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SxO-IblafYU[/YOUTUBE]
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Edited by Katelyn - 11 years ago
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Posted: 11 years ago
Yes Kate, saw that on the main forum. Truly floored! Thanks for sharing here.
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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: IssPKaur



I'm throwing my dart at you
and keen it pierces you through


barbed, wired, scathings of steel
wounding you brusque, in still air

in memories chained, you must remain
like thirsting for warmth with cold hands.

I may lust for your hair...
or make love to your fingers

but these flames you see in my eyes...
I do solemnly hate you.





Issk, aap ka pyar hi nahi..
iss tarah... aap ki nafrat bhi qubool hai...
What a reign of Hate!!👏👏
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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: indi52



oh i like what ya say about the smirk. barun sobti from the moment of saansey ruk jaygi, has acted as a man in absolute love. he may be mad at her, hurt by her, raging at her, but everything in the way that a man totally in love would feel... so it seemed to me, and that man knows the girl you describe, innocent, lioness, raging, clumsy, pagal hai par cute hai.

this reacting to her cuteness, which was evident in 75 with the mango juice confession by the poolside, but even in the shot way back where he discovers her in the cupboard one could sense it... i always found it riveting and a major note in his love for her... he couldn't resist her essential cookiness. he always needed that, he adored that and would do anything to keep it alive.

the complex body language and heart talk of lovers, i don't think i've ever seen it explored so instinctively and perfectly... absolutely natural the two in the way they portray it.
that constant change to toing toing music, not really necessary. i agree.


thanks so much for reading and enjoying the quote.



That smirk/ smile on his face...I can never get over how many ever times I watch/analyze/ discuss... a mysterious.. endearing.. interesting air about it!
Aaww.. he finding her in the cupboard.. ..the petite man.. even more so without that waist coat of his.. yet not an ounce of dearth in his intensity... the sauve hair.. those ever so slim abs.. the much focussed eyes.. ...his complete engrossment in her what ever he does...
some one might just kill me for saying this.. I never thought Khushi matches him in looks although beauty is very much for the beholder to perceive...so it felt as if it was made sure to portray that its not just her looks..but her clumsiness, antics and volatility just like his initially ...that he is as much drawn to...truly riveting...and for a fleeting sec he even looked as if he was curbing a smile at finding her in a most inconceivable place for a grown up adult to be... layers of expression indeed...
an unforgettable page from the golden era of Arnav and Khushi..
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=U2AiYPkXIwE[/YOUTUBE]
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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: IssPKaur




I'm throwing my dart at you
and keen it pierces you through


barbed, wired, scathings of steel
wounding you brusque, in still air

in memories chained, you must remain
like thirsting for warmth with cold hands.

I may lust for your hair...
or make love to your fingers

but these flames you see in my eyes...
I do solemnly hate you.






Superb edits Issk! Absolutely stunning!⭐️ And a poem that cuts deep!👏


Bloody memories of days, your golden rays
Damn mocks the hate I spew...
Dare you defy to bear the grief
A pain that lulls me too...

For tears that freeze in you must seize
Forever to infect your soul...
A gangrene of hate for you my mate
Damn heart is but a hole...

Edited by wiwy - 11 years ago
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Posted: 11 years ago
sorry Indi and Kat and Cynthia...😕

Kuch rishte dil keh rishte hote hain
Kuch rishte tan keh rishte hote hain
bohat dekh rakhain hain iss ankh ne zalim
par kuch rishe Rooh keh rishte hote hain

Translation

some relations are bound together by heart
some relations are bound together physically
but my eye has witnessed a lot of relations as
some relations are bound together spirtually


Edited by ArshiHamesha - 11 years ago
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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: Katelyn

OMG...the first one is sooo good from one of my fav vidder!!

Rang Rasiya || ft. Barun. Sanaya
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gc2asG5M-VY[/YOUTUBE]
Sanaya Irani/Barun Sobti:Rang Rasiya
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SxO-IblafYU[/YOUTUBE]
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Kat 🤗

Really first one is awesome..TFS
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Posted: 11 years ago

Originally posted by: IssPKaur



Arz kiya hai janaab...😆...khaas aapki pesh-kash mein😆

rooh ka rishta, tera mera
jismon ki kya hasti hai
bin maange jab tu mil jaaye
meri duniya basti hai



IJ 🤗

Are we having a poetry contest here.?...Where is Durga and Indi ...come on ladies jump in as IJ is on a roll...here😆 and wiwy already have announced the verdict as I am a budding shyara in between her and Issk...oh well too bad deal with it missy...😆

IJ here is my jawab


aapki mefil main hum arzi rakhte hain
aise jaise keh rab ki yeh marzi hai
chabi hai tu uss girha wale tale ki jo bas
tere lams se khulne ki taqat rakhta hai

Zehr hai iss zamane ki nigha main
Zehr hain iss ishq ki judai main
tu paas ho keh paas nahin magar
Zehr bhi lagta amrit tere wajood main


Translation...

I am putting my request in your presence
just because it seems God's wish here

You are the key of that closed clock
Which has a power to open only by your touch

The world has poison in its eyes
There is a poison in this separation
You are not close despite being so close
but this poison seems holy water with your presence.


OK translations takes all the taste of this ...





Edited by ArshiHamesha - 11 years ago
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Posted: 11 years ago

Episode-197

Anjali charges Arnav what he is hiding from her. She asks him why he didn't give Khushi their mom's bangles. Arnav replies, he forgot. Anjali gets flummoxed, how could he forget such important thing! She tells him again not to ignore this matter and give the bangles to Khushi right away.

Khushi is struggling with her blouse, as it's not her size. Poor girl doesn't have proper clothes to wear. When she bends down to pick her payal, her blouse tears. She gets dumbfounded what to do! When DM's name comes from her mouth involuntarily, she mends herself; she doesn't want to remember her. She knows how to take care of everything. She will take thread and needles from HP and stitch it. But what she will wear by this time? She already returned Anjali's saree. She opens the cupboard and gets a white shirt of Arnav. She wears it and starts to stitch her blouse. But the cuff of the shirt is bothering her. When she tries to pull it up, she tears it accidentally. She gets frightened, what she will do?

Mami is telling mama about her incredulity; she thinks something is wrong between Arnav and Khushi. Mama forbids her to leave Arnav as he is married now. She tells mama that Anjali saw Khushi's empty wrist but she saw blanket and pillow besides the poolside. She thinks to tell it to her MIL and Anjali. Mama doesn't ponder her words. He rather suggests her to ask Arnav. But Manoroma Band wants to invhestigate by herself. She thinks Arnav will not give her the right answer..

Love marriage ma jhat magni, pat biha aur jhat jhagra

Hello hi bye bye dhishkyaao

Fortunately arnav hears her suspicion and thinks to fix the matter as soon as possible.

When Khushi hears Arnav's footsteps, she hides behind the curtain. By this time Arnav sees her wearing his shirt. Did I see a glint of smile in his face, though his expression changes to anger in a jiffy. Khushi is cowering , standing behind the curtain. Arnav stands in front of her, removes the curtain and says gruffly,

What the.

He looks at her from up to bottom. Before he can explode in anger, his look goes to mami, who is watching them with binoculars. He changes his tone instantly and asks her in an insanely seductive timbre of his voice

Aaj yehi pehenna hai kya..you are gonna wear this today?

Khushi nods her head no. he smiles and tells her meekly

Tumhe to shirt pehenne bhi nahi ati..you even don't know how to wear a shirt.

He moves close to her to fix her collar. Khushi gasps inaudibly at his close proximity.

He again looks at mami, is she still watching or not.

Ab theek hai...now it's alright.

He holds her hand and makes her sit on the chaise. He sits down in front of her and says acquiescently, that he wants to give her something. Khushi is bewildered to see his preposterous behavior; what's happened to him! How cum he is behaving so nicely! He takes out the bangles from the box and holds her hand.

It's for you

He sees that mami is still watching. So he has to continue his drama. So he holds her hand to put the bangles. He sees that she tore his shirt and there is a lipstick mark also. Khushi gets awe-inspiring. She starts to wipe the lipstick mark with her spit. Aranv holds her hand to make her stop and tells her with gritted teeth, but keeping a smile on his face,

Tum kitni pagal ho. Tumne mere shirt phari.

How crazy you are! You tore my shirt!

He tries to control his anger under reign and tells her casually,

Koi bath nai...It's alright.

Khushi is baffled to see him so amorous. He puts one bangle in her hand and when he intends to put another one in other hand, Khushi snatches her hand and tells him that she will do it. Arnav holds her and pulls her towards him, asks her with deep baritone,

Ab tak naraz ho mujhse...you are still angry with me? I promise, I'll spend the night with you counting stars by the poolside.

Mami is dumbfounded, how could Arnav behave so sweetly with somebody! Till today he never talked to somebody so nicely. Something is fishy for sure. She finally gives up and leaves them. Arnav sees that mami is left, so he comes back to his nafrat mode again. He pushes Khushi and tells her grimly,

Ek minute hai tumhai pas, mere kapdo me se bahar nikalne ke liye.

You have one minute to make you out from my clothes. And next time don't forget to collect your blanket and pillow from the poolside. Don't forget by mistake. Mami suspected something, so I had to act.

Pause: it's a bad manner to sneak to somebody's room, especially to a married couple's room. But I'm not gonna condemn mami for her infringement. Moreover I want to thank her for watching them surreptitiously. Because of her we could see a cute moment between Arnav and Khushi. It's been a long time that we didn't see their romance. Demonstration of too much hate was making me sick.

Khushi goes to the poolside to pick up her bed.

I wish if she would've denied it. I wanted to see what Arnav would do? He sure would've done it by himself. shadi ka maza tab ata!😆

Raizada family's all mean guests arrived in RM. Mami is anxious how the guests will react to see khushi. They start to ask various question about the marriage and about bride's family. Payal comes there first covering her face with a diaphanous veil. When mami tells that part-1 just came, one of the meanest guest named Sumitra asks her what does she mean? Rather answering her, Mami escapes from there. mami asks Anjali why phatti saree didn't come yet? Anjali also gets ambiguous to see her delay. Sumitra asks her quizzically, if she is her DIL, then who is she in double role? All looks up and sees Khushi is standing there on the top of the stairs, covering her face with her diaphanous dupatta. Sumitra jeers them,

Are they playing any games?

Search the bride and win prizes! Or is she someone who came here by mistake?

Anjali retorts back, her name is khushi. The lady already knows that khushi is bride's sister, then why she is here in a bridal attire? Nani, Anjali, mami all are perturbing to hear her query. Nani intends to say something but Sumitra asks them did the girl also get married in this house? And how? They start to accuse them as if they did some major sin. She tells them, could it be that the situation arose like that you had to go through this marriage?.

Enough

Arnav hollers from upstairs to make that Sumitra stop.

Before saying any thing, you must remember that the person you are talking about is my wife. And I'll not tolerate if anybody talks like this about any of raizada bahu.

He gets down and tells that lady, that she is their guest. They want to respect her and they also expect respect in return. The lady banters him, what is the reason of the sudden marriage. Arnav answers her that she doesn't need to know the reason. Nani berates him to stop. Arnav says them that they came here to bless the brides, so they should do it. Another guest snatches his words, after that they should leave right? Arnav doesn't continue his convo with the mean guests. he just strides away giving them a damn care look. Sumitra who created the fracas, gets upset and asks nani that is this the way to talk with a guest? Nani tries to meliorate her and apologizes her on behalf of Arnav, as he is young. She tells her that Arnav and Khushi's marriage took place in haste, so she couldn't inform any one. Mami tells them, that's why they presented khushi to surprise them.

Pause: I never knew that the people of our country are so mean! Fortunately I never saw such mean guest in my life, who comes to a party and insults the people who invited them. Thanks to my sexy boy, that he stood like a rampart to defend his wife and his family. How that lady blasphemed Raizada family was unbelievable!

The mooh dekhai rasam starts and all praise Payal and Khushi highly. They compliment that they are very lucky to get such beautiful bahus, like diamond. Sumitra who created hungama sees payal and remarks that she is pretty. She takes the veil from Khushi's face and Khushi lifts her face and looks at her with teary eyes. She has literally fallen in dirty cesspool in that fracas. Sumitra gets flummoxed to see her beautiful visage. She compliments, that she is very beautiful.

And Khushi sure was looking ethereal.

All the guests left, two sisters are gathering the gifts what they got. Mami comes there and starts to rebuke khushi. She admonishes her not to touch any gift. Khushi tries to say that she is not taking the gifts. But mami doesn't let her speak She thinks because of her that sumitra insulted her so much. Nani also assents her, because of their temerity, they got so much insolence. She starts to accuse Khushi again and tells her that, because of this the elders say that one should think, before taking a step. If they would've thought, then they wouldn't have to face the humiliation. Khushi dithers and starts to cry hearing her accusation. Anjali feels Khushi's sorrow. She tries to defend her.

I agree that Khushi did a mistake, but don't you think that Arnav is equally responsible for all this?

Nani agrees her. When she sees Arnav is passing she calls him and charges him why she behaved so irreverently with the guest? Mami tries to say that people should be ambiguous, as they saw two brides. Arnav says tersely,

Khushi is my wife and DIL of this house. And I don't accept anybody talks ill about any member of my family. And if it happens again, I'll talk the same way, how I talked today. We got married and it's a legal relationship. So I don't see any problem here. If anybody finds any problem here, it's not my problem.

All looks at him with bewilderment. But I'm feeling delighted that without any inhibition, he declared loud and clear in front of the family that Khushi is his wife.

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episode 203


love making in the time of hate.

if i had to describe this episode in one line, that would be it.

there was intense sensuality and tension right through. i clearly sensed a foreplay go into engagement and all the way to climax. it was breath taking. it was beautiful. and it was barun and sanaya at their best. both instinctively reading the feelings between the lines, both young, energetic, in love in anger, and absolutely in character.

she claims back her sanak. he shrugs on dapper jacket and is all asr.

they hate each other, because that's the only way at present to hold on to each other. so she riles him by lying and leaving home. the moment he hears she isn't around, on that "khushi kumari gupta" he's caught. he will go after her. just the way she'd planned... she'd wanted. oh her line later... i have made you majboor enough so that you had to marry me, such a sense of power in it.

i have no idea if the writer was deliberately delineating love making by two people who express their intense emotion through hate... or it turned out that way. whatever it was, it was exciting, and romantic, and intimate and beautiful.

maybe i should stop gushing.

he is reprimanded by his nani and di and mami for sending her away. he is ordered to bring her back. the look in his eyes when he hears she's taken the challenge and walked off.

interestingly, nani is clear finally on one issue, he is to blame as much for the whole situation as she. nice. he really is. she far less so.

at gh, chana and ber girl is back. she is at the door demanding entry. bua ji is shocked. khushi clarifies, "humpe sanak sawar hai." maybe that is exactly what she needs, her property, her trait, her sanak, herself... to think this through. resolve the whole matter.

"aap sab ko jawab chahiye na... mil jaayga. jab arnav singh raizada yahan khud aayenge..." you want answers? you'll get all the answers when asr himself comes here. so she knows he'll come... so she wants him to come.


he is here.

she says, you've come to answer our questions.

man is livid.

sanka devi is smiling.

oh the eye talk and you can almost feel them reaching, touching. an embrace of anger and a bit of mocking... held they are by each other.

... isn't this tango?

the gaze is evident, the embrace your shallow breathing reports is here too.

her amma asks, "kya kahna chahte ho bitwa?" what do you want to say, son? a little hope that this complete craziness will perhaps start to settle a bit. i can imagine everyone feeling unreal after that entry by the newly married man and woman.

he has come... she has managed that, but as he gets into the game, the natural player in him is aroused... he plays back. to win. winner takes all.

"khushi, mere liye ek cup chay nahin banaogi," khushi, won't you make me a cup of tea? sweet is the tone, the eyes roam her face, almost loving. the foreplay is starting, a little brush of fingers come to mind, or a smile that strays to the eyes suggesting things. definitely breath is slightly hitched.

he chases her into the kitchen. again the two in the kitchen, place of fire, food, appetite, hearth, basic instincts.

"ab jaldi se pi lijiye aur bahar jaake sab ko sab kuchh bata dijiye," she is triumphant and provocative, now drink the quickly and tell all. a little tease from her there.


"shut up, khushi," he says with relish.

this is husband wife fight brewing in the kitchen.

he is not drinking tea, not telling anyone anything, now stop this bakwas,

"...aur mere saath ghar chalo."

and come home with me.

why is my heart pounding, what is the subtext here, that angry look, that insistence, that refusal to explain.
the voice says all the things the nasty look tries to hide. mine you are mine, with me, in my home, that is where you stay, i have this right over you, i don't need to explain, you are mine, enough.


sanka is angry, clenches her jaw and advances aggressively with waving tea spoon... not scared, excited in fact, heat rises between the two.

he snatches the tea spoon... sexy. oh this contact, a simple spoon, a cup of tea, all imbued with that sensual tension between the two, coming alive.

the i hate you love making has its own caresses and kisses.

"kissi aur bhasha mein samjhna padega kya?" do i have to explain to you in another language? he is not backing down.

is this a clue from the writer? it is another bhasha dammit. that of nafrat... describing heady mohabbat. the next cut is interesting... we go straight to shyam and anjali, radha krishna prominently displayed in their room. the eternal lovers, their love making the basis of entire genres of writing, dancing, art, devotion, spirituality.

asr threatens her with dire consequences if she isn't back home soon and leaves... his in laws again perplexed by this miya biwi friction. but both need this fight so.

she calls akash desperately, she needs to gauge his level of commitment, make sure no matter what jiji will be fine.

and she rushes off to talk to jeeja ji.

at ar, the security guys stop her.

(apparently they have her picture on their phones... not to be let in. er would asr let his security guards keep her picture on their personal phones? lightening the mood does not mean becoming cartoon like. the creators of pretty funny stuff till now seem to be fast abandoning this skill.)

no entry! she is outraged... the temerity of the man. do they know who she is? i am thrilled, isn't this the first time she'd refer to herself as khushi kumari gupta singh raizada? kkgsr.


"agar woh arnav singh raizada hain, toh aap jaante hain ki hum kaun hain?" if he's asr, do you know who i am?

"khushi?"

"nahin... khushi kumari gupta singh raizada..." lovely.

she flashes her mangalsutra for good measure.

and proceeds to look tougher than the big guys.

a bit of hesitation from the guards.

and "wow wow wow." the man is here... having set the come hither, no doubt pleased to see her even if to vanquish her. if only he knew how much his heart calls her.

he comes into frame.

"i am sorry mrs khushi kumari gupta (pause) singh raizada," i am passed out, the temperature is getting even higher.

"par tumhe andar jana allowed nahin hain," but you are not allowed to enter.

too late, asr, she is right in, can't you see.

"tum yeh rishta tod chuki ho, aur yeh rishta keh saath saath andar jaane ka haq bhi kho chuki ho," you have broken this relationship and with that lost the right to go in. felt as though that breaking of ties hurt him deeply. he could never take her going away from him.

she is storming out.

he turns... "and yes, tum me itni class bhi nahin hai ki tum andar ja sako." and yes, you don't have the sort of class that's needed to go inside.


huh?!

what's that?... why is he baiting her? why not just let her leave? he is pulling her back into the fray, the engagement is on. he wants her to retaliate, be here, near, mere paas mere saath, so here's some uncalled for insults... again reminds me of two people with extreme need for each other.

teeth gritting kkgsr notices bucket and water. where there's asr kkgsr love there's got to be water. long ago on crooner we'd discussed this avidly. i think it was jakhushi who'd pointed out that a body of water, a fluid is always part of their story. the most obvious being poolside. but before that there was their first hug in the rain and later there will be the diesel turned to water. arnav was of course always the ocean. nandalala had said that she believed water was the most powerful of all the elements in ipk. it somewhere represented the main protagonist maybe i think.


a mug of water flies. makes contact. the temperature soars instantly. asr's music strides in as it had once before in the kitchen... if anyone else had dared do that, shudder shudder.

"ab toh aap ke cilass ke bhi chaar chand lage hain, mr raizada," now your class is also looking spectacular, mr raizada, she taunts her drenched seething man. back and forth they tussle, they seem to seek some outlet for all that's bubbling within. the emotions, the desires, the desperate need.

"khushiii!!" his voice is commanding...

she stops. turns.


man drenches her with the whole bucket of water...

something supremely sexual... a release of something pent up.

a heat that needed to cool off.

everything here.


again i feel: foreplay, serious contact and then the release. oh his final hurl and her surrender with hands up in the air. love making in the bhasha of i hate you.

clients walk in in the middle of it all. sigh, can people from london please be a bit better looking?

embarrassment all around.

our man is standing in brown suit,
drenched, red plastic bucket in hand, but looking hot nonetheless. how?

"security!"

uff the cool. hands bucket, shakes hand with client, not a beat is missed.

she equally poised considering the situation. the secratary introduces her as khushi raizada.


"uh, khushi kumari gupta singh raizada," corrects khushi, and does a namaste with mug.

go home, i'll talk to you when i come, says the master of the house.

she refuses, like his true blue partner. she won't go until...

asr cuts in, he seems to be thinking something.

she turns to flounce away miffed, and her hair swishes against his face.


the eyes register the sensation within, an emotion enters and stops my saansey. that look at her. why are my sympathies with this man... i want to hate him hate him, but.

how he adores this woman, that look when she leaves.

again he follows her... khushiii!


"tumhari koshish ki dad deni hogi, kkgrs... lekin iss baar tum haar gayi umeed hai ki wapis shantivan jaa rahi ho..." must commend you on your attempt, but this time you lost, hope you are going back to shantivan.

he wants to make sure she is back.

she refuses to go back, assures him she's not scared of his threats.

so why did you come here? his chance to mock... i didn't even lift a finger and you came running here... if i'd done something, what would be your state? what would you do then, khushi kumari gupta... singh raizada?


but she is not giving up and strikes at the heart of the matter. as far as being helpless is concerned, ...itna majboor toh humne aap ko kar hi diya ki aapko humse shadi karni padi...

i have made you helpless enough that you had to marry me.

touche, pussy cat.

wish i could translate that lovely word "majboor" better.

he wants her home

she ain't going.

who can make whom more majboor...

he gives her two hours and a dire threat.

very asr mode, kkg in asr mode too.

if he doesn't succeed in making her return, then his name isn't asr.

think of a new name then, suggests beautiful wife in her lovely wet look, you have two hours.

contenders face each other. he suggests she leave her world of dreams.

she says she'll see what she'll see and know his new name too.

sublime warfare. chemical weapons of attraction.




Edited by indi52 - 11 years ago

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