... The dimmed surroundings only further enhanced the lit candle as a shadow roamed around the large marbled corridors. Her fake extension hair reached past her knees as she swayed around, whipping that long hair back and forth. A struck of lightning revealed her Aishwarya-Rai like features as Samira gasps open her Angeline Jolie lips and starts singing her Devdas songs.
Piya, yeh diya na bujha hai, na bujhega
Meri chaahat ka diya
Mere piya ab aaja re mere piya
Ho, mere piya ab aaja re mere piya
Samira twirls around (Her hair gets caught in between her thighs) and she suddenly stops midway. GC aka Yash makes his superb entry, climbing onto the random poles, showing us that pert little bottom and veined forearms. Samira grits her teeth and tries to refrain herself from biting into his flesh! *Licks lips*. The camera zooms into his almond shaped eyes and from the side profile, his eyelashes are visible - beckoning her to pluck them out and chew on them.
However despaired at the thought of him clean shaven, Samira closes her eyes and allows the tears to spill down her cheeks. 'Gurmeeet!' she screams, breaking into a Paro run.
She psychotically runs down a large staircase, breaking everything that's expensive (š³) and randomly detects a large door whereby she can head butt into and risk breaking her skull open.
The drums start playing, her long extension hairs are slowly detaching from her head until someone screams from behind 'Don't run Sammy! He has a stubble! He is not completely clean shaven!'
He ... is ... not ... completely ... clean shaven?
NOW your wondering why the massive dramatic fuss!?
Right?
Why did I have to enact the role of Paro JUST to emphasize on his historical stubble?
Well let me TELL YOU!
My mother and I used to drool equally on GC whence he used to sport the stubble. I kid you not, he was like a courtesan in our house. My mum would be the old rich man throwing money at Gurmeet saying 'Wah wah bohot khub!' Whilst I would be the romantic lover who has forbidden feelings for the dancer - sniffing on my rose and casting lust-filled glances at the dancer.
I have used and abused Gurmeets name by comparing him to EVERY thing that exists. 'Mum isn't he much better looking than blah blah blah?' 'Mum have you seen anyone with prettier eyes?' 'Mum isn't he so manly?' 'Mum mum mum mum!'. 'Mum isn't he the BEST looking guy in the entire universe?' ... Then my mum would cast a wary glance at me 'Don't push it Samira'. LMAO! š¤£
Point is ... One fine day I was in my room innocently on the computer when I suddenly heard my mum make loud disgusted noises. I open the door to question her when she states the unthinkable. 'I just saw the promo for his new show. Yuck! He looks so ugly and feminine' *Shivers*. I almost roared 'NAHIIINNN!'. Instead I stuttered and buckled - begging my mum to forgive him! I told her that his still the same man except he looks better with a stubble. But she was stubborn about her decision of hating him.
I convinced him that the director FORCED him to shave and that HE was not happy. LOL (she will never find out). I tried to point out that his eyes are still pretty and that his FINGERS are still amazing. Still adamant with her theory, I broke down and forced her to admit that his still better looking than Johnny Lever and Yash Chopra.
But now after watching the episode, I walked up to my mum with tears of joy streaming down my face (Exaggerated - please don't mind). I finally could redeem him in her eyes and JOY to the world she admitted that he doesn't look THAT bad! I then convinced her that all we need to do is cut his fringe and he will be back to his complete and utter perfection. She sat back and stated that his still a good looking guy. I also showed her his 'pole climbing stunt scene' and ROARED in appreciation 'HE IS A MAN MUM! Look at that! ONLY a MAN could do such scenes!' *Thumps chest* HIS A MAN!
In conclusion ... He looked HOT! And that is my analysis of the episode.
𤣠I'm going to try sounding smarter and more formal in my future posts. People need to take me seriously! š¤£
Sammy
xx