Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha
ok just a random idea and two cents how about right under our index for each person just write it down.Don't make any new post.My stupido idea don't like it throw in the GARBAGE.Don't wanna hurt anyone.
Res. for episode-73.
Update tomorrow.Too hectic. exam is near.Good night.
Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha
@Durga
Thnx for lovely comments for 69-71Pause here:Khushi will connect the dots later as he does not want to tell anyone or let anyone know if he does something wrong or there is something wrong in between them.Thats why contract marriage or anything in between them remained in between them[my pov]
Hmm... really? Well, that could be a reason. Gotta think about it.Ok he told her in the car meri Shiqayat karo giHe expresses himself as they both are rampaging with words but this is how they are going to find about each other.She is smart and always consider what he likes or dislikes and sometimes disagrees but always gives importance because he is going to hell because of him for the sake of family but never tell or complain anyone but him.He does the same .They both can humiliate ,fight, say things to each other but don't let anyone come in between them thats kind like "sirf mera haq hai" from both sides
Originally posted by: ArshiHamesha
Durga
Thnx for your lovely analysis over 65-68Liked your connections of the present story with the future, but I was expecting you would make another connection. The rabba ve scene was repeated next Janmashtami too, in the present scene, a basket full of flowers flew up and fell down, in the next year's scene, a plate full of flowers flew up and fell on Arshi. Remember that scene, Arnav pulling Khushi towards him and reminding her of SR?I Know I deliberately left alone as that connection with other epi so just wait I wanna keep each epi analysis fresh and different.I know that was a huge thing.Thnx for pointing out but it has a different meaning for me you will see what I mean.But love how you connected it THNX a million for reading in detail
katelyn,
i read your note on missing your father. i am sad for all of us who have been through loss. death. was 33 years this 18 january that my father walked out on a friday morning touched by hatred and madness, and never came back home. killed by people he loved and worked with, believed in entirely. for he the individual represented a group that got to be hated in that place at that time. i was 19, my mum 43, bros 17 and 15. had no idea what to even make of this thing called death.many thoughts have gotten processed, life has taken us on its course, a spectacular mother has guarded us from the worst of it. now she is gone these past 6 years, my youngest bro gone the year i turned 50. everything is here yet something is utterly not here. not a day goes by that some stray thought of my dad doesn't pass through my mind. last night i met a french geophysicist who is at present studying major earthquakes in india, including the 1950 quake of assam, where i grew up, where my dad worked as a petroleum geologist, starting out in the digboi oil fields, the first oil fields of india. coincidence of course, but it felt as though my dad was right next to me, clean, innocent, energetic, always with a dream of the future, the new.coming to work, sitting in the cab, was thinking of your dad, cynthia's mum and dad, and suddenly hardened criminal me, felt tears down a cheek. that pain of loss is the same i guess. it is also i suppose a gift of life.and somehow, i don't think it's all over. there seems to be something there... too many of us have felt it for it to be just wishful thinking.take care.
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