PhatPhatiya Post - Nach Baliye Edition

The waiters and passersby get a good looksie at Paro's shapely calves. Moonchiya charges in like raging bull, upset that his exclusive gudiya is now in plain view of everyone. So he decides that tonite Paro wont attend the ball.

Meanwhile, the strange impediments that comprise an English tea confuse Paro. For her, the true spirit of Chai time is boiling tea and milk close to its death before drinking a Kadak dose of afternoon chai, with pakoras and bhajiyas on the side. Moonchiya wonders if she would have similar difficulty with bedroom contraptions and can hardly hide his excitement at the prospect of teaching her.

Gitanjali travels with an entire beauty parlor. Singh Saab has to book extra cargo space for her many odd make up kits. But her warmth towards Paro is a sweet addition to the story. Paro of course travels with her own extra cargo of fabric in case she serendipitously finds embroidery threads to sew.

Moonchiya is stunned at the beautiful girl and for a moment forgets that its his wife. Then Gitanjali reminds them that they need to dance. Paro thought her husbands job security depends on how well she can carry the Berry Blush Lipstick with the Charcoal Mist eye shadow. Now Gitanjali ji throws a curve ball asking her to dance in a friggin Sari and barely there blouse. Her heart sinks thinking soon her Sari will come undone and with that, Rudra's promotion.

Paro secretly watches "Dancing with the Stars" and of course, Moonchiya couldn't have chosen a simpler routine like the other sensible couple. Why, of course not, how else would he find excuses to touchiya sexy kamariya from many angles?

Paro: Where does this hand go?

Moonchiya thinks of a hundred better places her hand could go but controls himself: Place it on my shoulder

Paro: Where does this leg go?

Moonchiya thinks of million ways her legs could go but controls himself: Place them on my toes

Paro: Where do your hands go?

Moonchiya thinks of hundred places he can fondle the beauty in his arms but restrains himself.

Moonchiya: Look me in the eye

Paro: Oh! I am getting a strange Rukmini in my stomach

Moonchiya: Me too!

And then, even though Paro's killer stilettos drove two holes in his feet, he ignores the pain and launches into a dance with as much gusto as a competitor in Nach Baliye. Twirling, swinging, bending and hauling Paro in ways only the most adept lovers...i mean dancers can.

And so, because having a hate marriage dance is the new thing, like really, and the only way a Male lead can legally touch his wife, we get a very sensual dance. Of course, I am not complaining. I kept imagining a shirtless Rudra and undone blouse buttons of Paro. Then again, I have a more dirty mind than your average TRP viewer.

Tried and tested TRP boosters, two very beautiful people dance the age old mating ritual dance, only this time the song is updated. Baby has finally met her Johnny Castle. I wont deny a sense of deja vu, but watching Moonchiyas rising heat and passion was worth every penny.

Heres to dirty dancing

While everyone in that room was happy doing the chicken dance, our lovely couple does a Lover Boy scene. It took Baby a month to master the basic moves, but our Paro is da BOMB!

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9BbUqHrWFI[/YOUTUBE]

Summery of today's epi- Dirty-dancing consummation done. ROFL!

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loved the dance no doubt hooot ,

just one kostins to cvs where is the story , what is the relevance

but i get the feeling we are moving forward ...thats good

but I guess your were as breathless as the rest of us watching the dance :-)

On a serious note - are these two hot or are they HOT. I loved the look on Paro's face when she first sees hm suited up. And then the quick avertinv of eyes. And the look on his face when she walks down the staircase. *drool alert*.

Zara, thanks for the reference, I ws thinking botu it but now added it to the post.