Posted: 21 July 2012 at 5:10pm | IP Logged
Originally posted by indi52
if i look at the episode purely in terms of what was said, only two things stand out.
1. won't mind, agar tum mujhe apna pati man lo to.
2. jab se tumne mere sawalo ke jawab dena bandh kar diya tab se sab kuch badal gaya.
from memory, couple of words off i'm sure. but in those two sentences lay the emotions and the story.
he was not asking her for a night of wild s, he was asking her to be his life partner. his mate, his humsafar. a bit late one might say after the way he dragged her off for the caveman style nuptials. we know why that happened. and we've been with them through a lot. he had reached again that state of mind just before he saw the terrace scene. he is free of the painful thoughts and images and his love has claimed back innocence, radiance, joy. he wants to share it all with her. now he wants to really have her as his wife, part of his life. mein tumhe apni zindagi ka hissa banaaonga. of course, wild s is a part of that zindagi together, but not all of it. last night i saw a man asking a woman he loved madly but also deeply to be his and to make him hers. i can't get over the beauty of the sequence i saw and felt. mein sathiya gayi hoon, koi disappointment nahi hui, don't kill me.
diwali was when he felt this inexplicable animal attraction toward her. she felt the compelling vibe too. it was undeniable. hot, sexy, convulsive. he had begun to guess at the why of it and was in full resistence mode. she was utterly confused by it. i absolutely adore the diwali days, before and after almost kiss. attraction in its early hours, hypnotic, obsessive, thrilling, takes over your mind, you can almost taste it. the kiss had all of that.
the second almost kiss the day before had the red of khushi's irritability, the crimson of arnav's thwarted love and passion, the vermillion of a marriage that wants to be consummated. there was tug pull manhandle roothna manana kids in their twenties heat in it, ably aided by lashings of tea, coffee, interruptions, and grandma leg pulling, and the cutest ever love guru (as divya calls him)
but last night was deep as the ocean, blue, green, cerrulean, cobalt, lapis, deeper. even arnav singh raizada possibly hadn't calculated the feelings that would assail and fill him when khushi kumari gupta singh raizada came running down the stairs and hurled herself at him. his arms went around and gathered her to him and he felt himself pulling her tighter, holding her closer, his head buried in the crook of her neck, hands stroking her hair, a satisfaction spreading. he'd set it up to win the bet. he loved her he knew and she did love him he was sure, the deal was just the way of the nutty lovers, but he was not prepared for all that he felt.
khushi felt the depth of his feelings too it seemed to me and surrendered to it. allowing herself to draw him near and finally let her love reach out without rancour and that funny irritation. as he bent to kiss her, that incredible light in his eyes, (how does barun do this) i could see her getting ready to return that kiss. more a seal of their commitment. she did look a bit out of her depth but then again this is her first kiss. and she is the girl with the dupatta stuck out to catch the stars that would shower when love happens. bet asr would love to teach her a thing or two about that stuff, seeing stars and things hyuk. maybe she'll surprise him. oh the possibilities.
i adored the way asr lightened a heavy declaration with a "won't mind." had there been no interruption the red would have entered the scene. but then we wouldn't have had the forever cool "relax!" and what a loss that would have been.
(speaking of red, the rose path that mysteriously appeared was truly ugh. reminded me of same scene in baat hamari. have we so run out of romaaantic ideas? they need me. at least in bhph it was on the terrace and not in the middle of the drawing room, also no green border. and what is it with terraces and a certain barunji.)
on the second line. sawalon ka jawab dena band. i think somewhere i'm now beginning to feel anjali's story a bit better. the first time he didn't answer her questions was the night he got married. no explanations. anjali tried to make peace with it without any reservation. she wanted him to be happy with khushi. if i were her that wedding would have bothered me badly. strangely enough, my bro also got married with a day's notice, but we knew my sister in law for many years and they were dating. yet that wedding which was organised in a day left many feathers ruffled. not mine thankfully as i was far away. and look at the drama of the bro's wedding anjali had to accept. her only chote, her one real fam member, her key emotional anchor. but no answers. he knows it's for her, but does she?
then the no question no answer get out jeeja ji. tough on her. i get arnav and his compulsions. but from her pov a bit much, isn't it? of course, she can up and leave too. do i understand her every act every reason? no. but mind open, watching keenly. a very interesting bend in the river. perhaps time to get some secrets out. interstingly, no one still knows of shyam's love for casual murder whenever his wishes are threatened or dashed. guess anjali will discover that all by herself and then will she realise and take the side of the right. we've discussed that before.
just mulling, akash's gripe and gussa can be understood from the pov of his character and the promise of openness and trust he thought payal had made. i just wish akshay dogra would get into his character more. he doesn't hug akash too close does he. possibly still a bit scoffing of being too serious about a tv serial character, smart savvy tweets establishing his superior sensibilities more. i am being mean. but when an actor is true to the role she or he has chosen, the commitment never fails to reach the viewer or resonate. wish akash would love payal and love akash too.
every home should have a naniji, and want it or not, has a mamiji too. mine had both. when i watch these two i am with them as well.
he burst into the room uninvited, walked straight up to his sister with the tablet and told her she must have it. he had tried not to upset her, gone away at her bidding, sent akash to get the job done. finally, he just had to take charge. as he always does. cutie. asr as brother is as irresistible as asr as lover. so you don't care if i live or...? don't say such things!! she takes her pills. both were so so sweet there. you better not say such things. and you must not believe i'd lie to you. i love that honest uprightness there in this man, it is important that those you love know who you are, and if she believed he could lie to her it would harm their ties, he can't let that hapoen. such abs bro and sis. (their parents couldn't have been all that bad with two such lovely kids, would really like to know their story some day soon.)
you have changed, everything has changed, ever since the day you got married, ever since you stopped answering my questions.
there are always trials and tribulations. but thankfully there's also always love.
Di fantastic post Dil khush hua post pad ke. I read your post twice bought back memories from school days. You got into the skin of the character to portray his feelings into words amazing . This piece reminds me of my Literature teachers lectures . Wish the IPK team could read this piece .