Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon


Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon
Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon

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indi52 IF-Sizzlerz

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Posted: 08 July 2013 at 3:31am | IP Logged
incredible episode
a post i wrote 8 november 2012 here

"jaa rahi ho?"
did you hear the magnet in that quiet voice? how it pulled her over.

"hume jana hoga... arav ke liye."
on that second part of the sentence, i felt my heart break a bit as her heart began to splinter.

two actors who have pulled out all the stops, no limits whatsoever, when it comes to bringing asr and khushi alive. i am fortunate to be with them every day.

"tumhe kya laga, tum chup chap chali jaogi aur sab theek ho jaayga?"
what an understanding of khushi's character there by her creators, the writers, the dialogue guys Clap.

"khushi, let's say yeh sab sach hota... toh chhorke chali jaati mujhe?"
rabba vey...
that's a question love asks, all love asks at some point or the other. because the difficult, the unbearable, even the impossible to bear happens. and if it is indeed love, that word "too often profaned," then it grows, it expands, it takes a long deep breath of pure oxygen and feels its feelings, its truth. and it stays. 

khushi's arms going around him convulsively said that, though her words were: "hume nahin pata... hume kuch nahin pata."
the conflict in her heart about fairness to asr's other tie, as important as hers, in those words.

"mujhe pata hai. agar tum koshish bhi karogi, khushi, tab bhi hum alag nahin ho sakte. arnav aur khushi humesha saath rahenge."
in the quiet of an embrace and the lilting rabba vey strains, my arms tingled, my heart melted, i breathed easy. that was a man who had truly and utterly submitted to love and knew what it was. his lover is yet to make the journey all the way, but she is nearly there. that's why at the end...
"tum aise kaisi ho sakti ho?"
"aap ki wajah se."
last night in a letter he'd told her how she had made him more, better, fuller. her short four word reply seemed to say the same.

i fell in love with this love story a while back. never have i ever followed a serial before as my friends on the forum know. there was an understanding of this indescribable emotion, compulsion called love here i'd not seen elsewhere in a while. it was classic and contemporary at once. it believed and was unafraid. it sang, it danced, it took extraordinary leaps and turns, it struck deep with the lightest touch. asr and khushi kumari gupta were so lovely, i could barely breathe when they got going. barun sobti and sanaya irani showed pyaar for their profession in a way that made you want to hug and hi five them every time they got it just right. which was practically every time. 

i fell deeper and deeper in love. should have guessed it would be challenged. all pyaar has its dushman, its dukh dard dastaan. why should my love be an exception. it wasn't, starting mid feb all sorts of things started to happen, yet there was always huge bits of great writing and unforgettable acting. whoever wrote asr and khushi managed to remain true, with minor hiccups, right through. of course, barun and sanaya became asr, khushi without holding anything back. this level of commitment to and oneness with character is found only among the greatest thespians portraying famous characters. i found both in a telly show. unbelievable. wonder if fifty years hence asr will bring to mind an image, the way captain kirk or spock does. i think it will.

and now the dard/dushman factor just got raised a few notches.

but i, with a "hume nahin pata... hume kuch nahin pata," am still here. this episode, ipk seemed to hold me and say: i promise, main sab theek kar doonga.

oh that slightest hint of a sly smile on sheetal's lips when he said : stay! and strode out. poor sheetal, she actually thinks she's got him where she wants him.

i just adored asr's confrontation with sheetal. her same old, it was a dark and stormy drunken night story, his what the and frown abs rejecting the whole thing, khushi's beautiful growing up into acceptance of a feeling and not judging him for having a child, his buying time to sort things out now that he has her assurance that she will be with him always (he needs her and never denies it from the moment he has acknowledged his love, in life too love asks just for that), the beautiful music over asr hugging arav (i felt he made a silent promise to the child to set things right), his words to arav: you are not alone (asr identifies with this boy's sense of being alone, it was his akelapan too that engulfed him till khushi came into his life and we heard him say as much to her the previous evening), enjoyed all of that and more yesterday. the family scenes, the structure and design, just about everything touched me and worked for me.

i don't know how things will evolve. funny, now it seems gul is out to destroy the man she imagined and made. creator, destroyer, the one and the same, something almost spiritual there. barun sobti, whatever may be happening out there, has never let me down in my deal with him. not a single instance, in more than 380 episodes where i've felt, he didn't give it his all. and the same with sanaya irani. in fact, most of the cast. there's a lot of beauty in that itself, for me. 

so i watch. till asr is barun and khushi is sanaya and they are together. jab hum door hotey hain tab bhi paas hote hain. yehi hai pyaar. yes, i know i am being prepared. i am.
that's why i can still love.

"khushi, meri zindagi mein jo bhi hoga, sab tumhare saamne hoga... mujhe har kadam pe tumhari madad ki zaroorat padegi... are you gonna be with me?"

was someone talking to me? or am i being ott and filmi like someone we know. Wink

Edited by indi52 - 08 July 2013 at 3:31am

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DurgaS IF-Dazzler

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Posted: 08 July 2013 at 8:07am | IP Logged
This above is beautiful. Each line is written with so much heart. I love it. That whole scene was magical. A glimmer of hope. An oasis when IPK was slowly turning into a desert. The reason that we were still continuing to watch the show in all that off-screen madness. This post took me back to those troubling days. Don't think I read it then. Thanks to Horizon for giving the link.  

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indi52 IF-Sizzlerz

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Posted: 08 July 2013 at 8:17am | IP Logged

thanks for reading and liking. yeah, i was so touched that horizon remembered. i was in a bit of state when i wrote that. that lovely scene just did me in. you know all those feelings of those days... very dear. rare. when nothing was really taken for granted.

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indi52 IF-Sizzlerz

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Posted: 08 August 2013 at 11:51pm | IP Logged
a desperate dash into the moment, a snatching away of life from death, and the rain. why are you looking at me like that, why are you clutching me so hard, who am i to you, i want to hold you, i must turn away, i feel nothing, then why do your eyes smoulder, chocolate lava in the rain. hold me, why do i want you of all people to hold me. rain oh the rain. blast from the past drenched by a torrent from the present.

Edited by indi52 - 10 August 2013 at 8:14pm

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Posted: 10 August 2013 at 3:21am | IP Logged
Thanks for the link Indi.
Bookmarked :)

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indi52 IF-Sizzlerz

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Posted: 13 August 2013 at 1:26pm | IP Logged
just a thought, wonder what you think
(wrote this 13/14 october 2012.)

hi there, just sharing a thought.

ok, since i really wanted a fight and it happened. and i have to say, it was beautiful, natural, asr's every feeling i felt, it was a classic problem of many relationships. one doesn't feel "understood" by the person one loves the most. oh haven't i been that way LOL.

can we please have an episode on how much khushi wants arnav? wants as in wants, not understands his needs as a diabetic, or a boy hurt by the past, or as a bro or anything. wants as in khushi longs for him, to be with him, to touch him, to make him hers and be his. just as a girl who really loves a boy.

i am missing the beguiling mature writing of the early days of ipk, right up to feb. maybe it will return. when big things didn't have to happen yet we felt the earth move beneath our feet.

don't understand tracks, trp game, many technicalities, just know what feels right and draws me in. and what doesn't. too much happening on screen these days. a loss of subtlety. though every episode a few stunning and stirring moments from khushi and arnav. the rest of it doesn't somehow feel ipk.

there was june 2011 up to feb 2011. here's hoping.

would love to know your thoughts on this.

added note later


hey to haw in just 10 days. ho hi gayi. kya? hamaari shaadi... saari rasme. how delightful that night under the blanket away from the cameras, two lovers lost in a world of their won. and then in just 10 days so many things to be done. the world is too much with them. is there any getting away from it? slay the demon. send the ghoda ghodi to barfilee pahar. grab the picnic basket and catch some salman. pass the popcorn. no the mathri. pass the hanky. grab that hand. you don't understand. but i... love... you. really? what's the plan. save the world? arnavji. no arnavji. how can i call you laad governor? hawww. and again the lovers in a world of their own, albeit minus blanket. her lips are so red. is that what he's thinking.

beautiful moments flash by amid a lot of things that may have felt odd these few days. monday again. hmmm? leaving you with a few more memories. so much was said, without naturally a single word. this is ipk and we write things differently. 




Edited by indi52 - 13 August 2013 at 1:38pm

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indi52 IF-Sizzlerz

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Posted: 13 August 2013 at 1:33pm | IP Logged
i dreamt i met a man called asr
14 september 2012

hi dear reader, this is i guess an os. my first. perhaps my only. hope you enjoy. indi

he sat there looking lost on the old park bench.

when i saw the jaw line, i knew there was only one thing i could do.

i sat down.

"what's up?" i asked when i found my voice. he looked so disoriented. he turned and there were his eyes. i remembered chocolate, my habit of quietly eating a little chocolate every night, chocolate all by myself. my throat went dry again.

"huh!" oh, so he had a voice. how do you perfectly pitch a "huh." i exhaled slowly, i must keep calm.

"where am i? i think i am lost." lost? who could have been so utterly, hopelessly, stupidly careless, i thought. lose you? who would, could, ever could want to lose you? are they nuts? don't they see what they...

"i remember i used to live in m&b land," that voice again and my thoughts passed out. "i used to husk, rasp, stand arms akimbo. i was a clever, sarcastic, impeccably dressed tycoon with an implacable expression."

my ears thrilled to every word he uttered. not the voice this time, it was the words themselves. each had been learned at that great school of english language created specially for young ladies of non english speaking lands: the mills & boon romance. page 57 he kissed her. page 158, he brusquely said in a hoarse voice: can't you see what you do to me, i love you, woman. and pulled her into his arms to plant a rough kiss on her tremulous lips. she succumbed and in the midst of a torrent of passionate obfuscation (not and m&b word) managed to say: i love you too. oh all those new words. so he came from that land?

"and she hated me as much as i hated her." hate is akin to love, m&b had said and m&b knew. ah, i thought, so you loved her.

"she was almost 10 years younger, not rich, lovely with no idea of how beautiful she was, and she looked down on my way of life as i hers." perfect. i knew this was going to work.

"so what happened?" i asked, hooked.

"happened? i am arnav singh raizada, i write my own destiny. everything went brilliantly, we fought, we hurled insults at each other, we married, we kept on hating each other and somewhere along the way i found myself in shakespeare country."

"huh?" not so perfectly pitched came my response.

"yeah, i was a bit what the. but it kind of grew on me. like she did. and we started to, you know... and before you could say tumhari aukat kya hai people were talking about me being like howard roark, othello, quoting deep literature: steinbeck, neruda, tagore. also, plenty modern writing and stuff, seems our love story was gaining in depth and breadth, it felt real, and we'd run way beyond page 158."

i started. how did he know i'd thought that?

"this is a dream," he said with his wicked, lopsided smile, "i can read your mind."

my heartbeats grew deafening. i muttered to myself "lambi saansey lo, lambi saansey."

he continued talking, i couldn't hear a thing. when my breath settled, he was saying:

" idea what happened, i was so busy feeling things i'd never felt before, maybe i got lax, my mind was on other things, did i tell you i adored her craziness, her sanak as it was called, and her dopey clothes? i told her she needn't change a thing about herself, but they went and made her older, yeah we all live in dreamland you know. and they didn't stop at that... they gave her tents to wear and strange slippers, you should have seen her mojris. and that off centre plait, delightful. how i remember our engagement with a bandage ring, she looked gorgeous just as she was..." his eyes darkened at the memory, he continued, "now it was long open hair all the time, i liked her like that but not all the damn time. actually, that was a sign, i should have seen it coming! dammit!!"

"seen what coming?"

"this... this move... now i am in sp land." his forehead furrowed, his jaw hardened, he looked straight ahead at nothing. "soon i will be wearing kurtas all the time and these strange kurtas not the cool khadi ones i look dd gorgeous in, certainly not my favourite waistcoats and shirts. i will be going to temples. my trademark frown will be replaced by a sweet smile. i will be fooled by a pathetic clown who thinks he is the joker. i got a hint this morning that i will be switching to shudh hindi. and worst of all, the girl i hated the girl i love will become something called an acchi bahu." he stopped, lost lost look in his eyes.

i couldn't bear it. i said, "would you like to come with me to my planet? you see i came here to check out the scene, ready to head back home. want to come along? we have no sp land where i come from."

"can we take the suv?" he asked, eyes glinting.

as we jumped in, he on the driver's side of course, his kurta turned into a white linen shirt, and the perfect waist coat over that. his strong, beautiful hands moved on the gear stick and in seconds we were speeding. "seatbelt!" he barked. oh yes, come back asr, come back, boy.

we saw her at the same moment. 

"what the!!!" he rasped under his breath.

she stood right in the middle of the path. white saree, no jewellery except for her mangalsutra, hair open, bag in hand, thumb stuck out for a lift.

we screeched to a halt inches from her.

"just as useless as that attempt on the way to nainital, khushi," he said sarcastically yet lovingly, the way only he can; his eyes not leaving her face, searching for something. 

she looked at him with a funny smile and said, "thought you could leave without me, laad governor?"

she stuck out her left foot at him. there was a nutty mojri on it.

he folded her in his arms and and began to kiss her mercilessly.

i walked away, knees turned to jelly, breath short, but determined. no interruptions this time.

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Feels low.. kind of lost... then comes a lady with a magical touch of her words.. centered around two very special people.. just the two of their own kind... off to a trip of a magical land... he says its hell but it feels like heaven...truly eternal... down the memory lane.. there that rose garden.. a secluded exclusive one... just for some very special... then a ride on a white SUV .. there comes that crazy clumsy girl...  then they kiss...and the doors shut... but felt bliss  was open..
.. oh.. oh.. I/ she was dreaming.. was it over????Off to the lala land again..
So how does it feel asked the lady with the magical words... "what is the password to your computer" me asked!!!
- an ardent fan!

Edited by Horizon - 13 August 2013 at 7:22pm

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