It was sometime in August 2011, I was in one of those bored moods when you deliberately watch the crappiest shows on TV and have a good time making fun of them. While switching channels there was a scene where a girl and a boy had fallen down in an office store room and staring into each other's eyes. I found it cute and watched it for a while but when both of them didn't seem to stop staring, I switched channels thinking "why are these serials so slow?"
5 months later, it was the first week of January, this time I came across a young man asking out a girl, it was New Year's eve and he wanted to tell her something. I thought the girl looked pretty, after all the nonsensical dramas I browsed through that day, that scene looked fresh and was very nicely done. I thought the two were the leads and made a nice couple, the scene left me smiling.
Then there was an ad break and I moved on, when I came back to the serial (I didn't even notice which channel it was), the young man had called his "bhai" to come and help him, despite the waitcoast, the bhai, I thought looked too young to be someone's bhai !
A few minutes later, a queerly dressed girl came running into the room and it struck me that I had seen her somewhere, "hey it's that girl from MJHT" (I happened to catch a couple of episodes of that serial long back, that too was one show that didn't send me into a sarcastic mood !), then I watched as she began the count down for the New Year, with the bhai watching her from behind. The look in his eyes ! I could not forget that look and the scene the entire next day, it was the only thing that kept playing on my mind. I did not know the name of the show, the names of the characters or which channel it came on, I just only remembered that it was around 8.15 PM.
I searched for the name of the show on the internet using different search terms, Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon, the search results said and threw up a few 'Arnav-Khushi love scenes'. I picked a random scene. Bhai, now in a 3 piece suit was trying to kiss the girl, looking stunning in a red saree. After the scene ended, I was breathing heavily, this was something I had never seen even in films, forget television.
I forgot, I was at work, I forgot I had something important to do. For the rest of the day, I watched and re-watched the scenes, scene after scene. The more I watched, the more I found myself getting drawn to the characters. I learnt the girl was called Khushi and bhai was ASR - Arnav Singh Raizada !
Over the next one week, I religiously read every written update to know the story, stopped whenever a scene between ASR and Khushi was mentioned and watched the video. I knew I was doing the silliest thing I could ever imagine myself doing but I loved the silliness. I told myself to stop it, I was watching a serial, it was the most ridiculous thing to do but no, once you set your eyes on IPKKND, you couldn't help yourself. The heart refused to listen to the mind !
On screen, it was the same battle of the mind and the heart. ASR and Khushi, fighting with their hearts and mind and from the battle, sparks flew every where, the sexual tension set the screen on fire, Rabba Ve added fuel to the fire. I knew I had lost it but had never been so happy losing my mind.
She gave him the harshest lecture of his life as she handed over her resignation, he looked on stunned, he was angry but it looked like he wanted her go on, did I see a tinge of respect for her that she could stand up to him and look him in the eye?
"Aapka character hi deela hai", she shouted at him, "mein dikhata hoon, character deela kya hota hai", the husky voice said and he pulled her towards him, bursting with anger, burning with passion. How many of us wished it happened to us?
When a guest house collapsed, with it collapsed the fortress he had built around his heart. Unknown to her, she had locked up her feelings for him but the moment she saw him take another woman in his arms, albeit she was instrumental in it, a lone tear rebelled and burst out, unlocking her feelings and shocking both of them.
He announced his engagement, taunted her to open up her feelings, while hiding his own and he hurt her because she wasn't willing to admit that she too like him had given in. She announced that she was somebody else's, after a long time he shouted out one word "Khushi", one word that had so many questions packed in it, he had taken her for granted, she was supposed to be only his. They gave it back to each other and said "faraq nahi padta".
She couldn't stand the Laad Governor but he continued to be the only one on her mind. She danced making fun of him but it only showed how much she always thought of him. He said he just helped her with her dance and it was no big deal, probably, even the two of them didn't know the deep conversation of love exchanged between their souls as they danced to a song that aptly described their love.
He flirted, she blushed, they came close to finally saying what needed to be said aloud but there were other plans in store for them. Hatred, betrayal, frustration, broken hearts were the witnesses for their wedding, the more they said they hated each other, the more they fell in love, the more they grew to trust each other, their heart beats became one until they finally could even hear each other across the distance.
He bent down tenderly to pull out a broken piece of bangle from her wrist, giving her the sexiest look ever and pulling out the piece with his lips and looking up again with the glass piece still in his lips. There was a raw animal like passion, there was unfathomable honest love, admiration, a smirk, there was style, there was confidence, pain that hurt deep within - Arnav Singh Raizada was all that and much more.
"Bol diya" she boomed and dumped the resignation letter in his hand, she didn't care who stood before her, she was standing up for herself, for what she believed in - she was Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, fiery, sanki, upright, beautiful, spreading happiness, who needed a twisted jalebi to straighten out her mind and Devi Mayya's best friend.
The two of them together with the toffee se meethi Anjali Di, the soft spoken Akash, the blushing Payal, the ever conspiring, bumbling villian Shyamji, the wise and loving Naniji, craziest and most adorable Mamiji, the super cool NK, witty Mamaji, the stylish yet a woman of grace, Lavanya, the roly poly, loud but cute Buaji, the affectionate, ideal parents Garima and Babuji, Lakshmiji, Prakash Brothers - thanks to all of them, those 30 minutes of SKD seemed so much better than the 23 hours of AD.
One fine day, they decided they had enough of the world and with the whole family looking on with love, he held his smiling beam of happiness in his arms, she drowned in those deeper-than-the ocean eyes and together they walked away from the ajeeb duniya.
Don't know what I began about and what I ended up writing, my ramblings aside - Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon - never before and never again.
Edited by hd75 - 07 December 2012 at 7:52am