EDIT: This is the open letter I wrote to Anjali in a forum topic https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/3175616
Dear Anjali,
Very fortunately for both of us, I first started watching IPK when Payash's Mehndi was taking place. I was totally in awe and in absolute adoration of the story and of the hide-n-seek love/hate relationship between Arnav and Khushi. However, what I was even happier when I saw how you with your humorous expressions managed to catch this under-the-wraps love and even conspired with Naniji to invent ways and means to bring it out. Your plan with Naniji about NK and Khushi's mock proposal endeared you to me. It was like watching one of my own elder sisters who teased me about the cute guy she caught me staring at my cousin's wedding. You were sweet, cute and totally relatable.
As I started catching up on the earlier episodes, I saw the bond of brother and sister, love between you and Arnav and was mesmerized. Having no siblings of my own, I even went to the extent of wishing I too had a younger brother whom I could pamper and admonish like you did. The way you used to scold Arnav when he spoke out of place or was rude to Khushi in the beginning episodes made my heart warm. The way you defended Khushi when it was actually you who broke Arnav's laptop made you a champ in my eyes. I enjoyed all the rakshabandhan scenes immensely. Even when you were upset that the creep you call your husband didn't turn up on your anniversary party or when you waited for him on Teej, I solemnly felt bad for you. When Arnav and Khushi got married so abruptly, you were a support for her; and even though you were unhappy with the circumstances I never saw you being rude to her. You see, you had a central role then as well even if you weren't the main lead. We actually liked you a lot.
Then I don't know what happened to you. I get it you love your creep husband so much that the mere thought that he could have tried to get his hands on another woman is beyond belief for you. Maybe you are the personification of "Love is blind". I for once thought, no I believed, that you would take a different stance. Everybody in the family loves you and fawns over you and yet you thought nobody in the world was better than Shyam Manohar Jha to have you and to hold you in your trying times? The first time I really hated you for not having a spine was when you chose to believe your lying cheating scumbag of a husband blindly rather than what four other people said (and mind you they were honest sources having proof of Shyaam's wrongdoing). You chose to go against your OWN brother, your own blood? Really?
I would have adored you had you continued your teasing with Arnav till his wedding. I would have loved you if for once you kept your childish whims aside and let your brother had a shot at a chance for happiness. He has found the love of his life for crying out loud. Isn't that what you wished on shooting stars for? I would have respected you immensely had you been determined to join Arnav in finding out what Shyam was really upto. I would have defended you because I knew that you could be strong and for once in your life you could stand against the scum that is your husband. I would have stood up for you at a time like this when you lost your baby and half the IF people are seeking your blood.
Do you realise that you have slowly dug your own grave. When Dadi finally finds out how Shyaam duped her, do you think they both will be such good pals? Or for that matter will your dearest Naniji or Mamiji continue to fawn over you when they realise that you have been sneaking off to meet that nasty piece of work you adore for a husband? And what about your brother Arnav? Do you realise how big of a shock this entire fiasco will be for him when the truth comes out? And when the day comes when you realise how Shyaam had been methodically trying to kill you, hurt you and maim you all this time, what will you do Anjali?
That day you will be truly alone Anjali, your family, your loved ones who have been so concerned for you, who have loved you so much will turn their backs on you. And that day you'd face the consequences of each of your mindless childish decisions. You've already started hogging limelight now reducing the story of IPK into the ghost of the love story it started out to be. But I think now the title Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon describes YOU pretty aptly. You are blindly in love with your husband who doesn't give a damn about you. Indeed, what should we name this one-sided love? Nafrat paas aane na de, pyaar door jane na de. Nafrat that your husband has for you and Pyaar that you have for your husband.
I am not angry as I write this, just seriously disappointed in the way your character turned out to be. In this era when everyone is screaming hoarse about women empowerment and women are being encouraged to be fierce, independent and strong, you remind me of the archaic stereotype of the sad Indian Nari of yesteryears. I had lots of hope from you Anjali, you have very efficiently destroyed them all. Now I don't even feel sorry for you.
A very Sad IPK fan
PS: This wasn't meant to be bashing. If it is so please let me know.
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