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Blast from the Past Thread #16, pg 128, epi 180 (Page 41)

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Posted: 22 August 2013 at 5:06pm | IP Logged
Originally posted by Horizon

A drive on Columbia River Gorge off of that Interstate 84.. after a few miles .. nothing but a pristine nature.. almost scary...NEVER touched by another form of life.. this is it.. this is the extreme end of the planet.. there can't be anything as beautiful to almost intimidating levels as this is...
 
Then comes some one who went on a visit to Manasarovar... the surreality as if engulfed in a divine force amidst a most breathtaking scenary...
 
A friend...an ardent IPK fan...after being left at the wrong side of life by a Shyam like life partner.. patiently waited to turn 42 so that she can go to Hujj without a male companion...her inscrutable experince of a first time holy trip... that people close to her could feel that endless contentment...
 
...Then comes Arshi Teri- Meri...that it is hard to put into words what one feels for an out of this world experience...for what I felt and still feel after 18 months ...I still have NO WORDS... for two supposedly fictional characters when their bodies and souls entwined on a stage in unison! It fills the heart  so much that leaves one ... plain dumbstruck!
 
Thanks much the efforts of wonderful blasters for creating the sensational thread Sixteen and providig  a platform to share/ discuss this once in a life time experience!
 


fascinating thing to read first thing in the morning... i wish some maker or actor of this show could read this... try and understand what it meant to a viewer, outside the bounds of the daily politics, the humdrum of the show.

at least they'd know what they achieved here was much more than money and its buzz.

surreality. there was so often this quality of break through, of another plane here. in teri meri and telepathy talk clearly... but at so many other, even every day moments.

what i loved was how it touched many planes in the same episode at times, within seconds. one minute they were earth and all its excitement, the next somewhere else and you were feeling yourself being pulled along.

thanks, horizon, for taking to where your namesake hangs around.

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Posted: 22 August 2013 at 5:28pm | IP Logged
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I thought I knew Teri Meri episode like the back of my hand till I read what you have written! Both of you in your unique style made me relive it like I had awoken to love and desire for the first time! I lived the dance through your words and edits and gifs like never before, like I never deemed possible! I salute you my friends! Please post it on the IF. It is a must see and read for any Arshi/IPK lover! 

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Thnx wiwy...Hug 

Thnx for all the hugs and claps and stars...I don't think I deserve that much.You are making me humble.Hug

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thanks, wiwy... Embarrassed Hug

thing is, even after writing for almost 7 hours, thinking rethinking editing, getting stressed out, don't think i've touched the real soul of it quite fully... one can also write much on the outer physical dimensions of it... the wonderful thing was every time i had a doubt i watched once more... of course thanks to sta plus and youtube it was impossible to find a really clear hd version... but even i low res the sheer ethereal feel stayed intact... and the burning sensuality at the same time. quite a naach and aftermath. thank you tonnes for what you say.

and arshi... pillleejh put it up on the forum if you want to... no need to seek consent... aap hi ka teri meri hai... Hug

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Originally posted by indi52



teri meri meri teri prem kahani hai mushkil...
do lafzon mein yeh bayan na kar paye.


what if words were never needed... and wasn't it always a dance? 

episode 170

exactly when did sensuous become sublime? or was it that from the very beginning, from the moment a beam of spotlight picked up a lithe man in blue black, standing still as though in prayer.

have seen this dance again and again... every time it has held me spell bound. a stylised version of the tango it seems to be. the body language is all about that gaze unflinching and a very close embrace. even when they are apart, the eyes never let the other go. locked in each others arms and gaze, they spin, twirl, rise and fall through space, outside time, an island in an unknowable world, that may be reached only with the emotion and what nurtures it... spirit.

his face was averted, still. a breeze lifted a few strands of hair, he seemed to be waiting for a sign. it came, she heard the unexpected applause and turned, the light shone on her startled eyes. the song with heart beats at its base entered in triumph... dhak dhak dhakdhak, under the hey hey i could hear the repeated pulse.. a throbbing in it. he turned his face toward her, what oh what was he saying with that expression, those glittering unmoving eyes. i had never seen that look before. quiet, dark, intense, concentrated, and completely giving.

his gaze seemed to travel the distance separating them and caught her in a warm embrace... i am here it said. it seemed to say more... there's nowhere else i'd rather be. i am here... hamesha. for you. teri meri meri teri.

why did i feel this? was this the intention of the director, the actor, or was i over reacting, as always a little goofy around barun's asr? but i knew it was really as i saw it.. as it felt.

arnav singh raizada could never stand by and watch while she was in trouble of any sort... unless of course he was creating it himself, because maybe his instincts always knew this girl with a funny plait was trouble in all caps.




the very first time they laid eyes on each other, there had been recognition of some kind. his arms had reached out instinctively to catch her, a stranger that night of sheesh mahal. and each time then onward, he'd been there to protect, to save, to hold, to never let her fall. he had let her drop below from his office one time though, but the conversation leading to that moment had a lot to do with it, and he had made sure she had a soft landing... not that that made it ok... but even the leaving of her hand was really in some ways an indication of this woman's power over him...

how we writhe and try to free ourselves when we first feel this power of another over us. as though it will swamp us, we'd submerge... die.  the ego can't take it, it fights back... it needs to flee to a safe place, fearing a complete take over, quaking at the thought of being utterly vulnerable, helpless before another. we draw away instinctively, we defend with every weapon we have... indifference, anger, ridicule, outright offence. love is akin to hate comes into play and a million mills and boons get written... we laugh at these silly books, never realising it has a sound idea at its core.

the love that we so idealise and want, interestingly, when it comes, we are more often than not terrified of its grasp on us. our gut senses danger and hits out.


till we let down our guard, let it in and are willing to surrender to it. 

completely.

and perhaps with that one act of submission we make the animal and present, spiritual... transcendent. the sensuous, sublime. 

she would reach this point in a darkened farm house one night, alone with him. but he seemed to be doing so right now, in front of the whole world, on stage, under a spotlight. all he can see though is her... trouble in her eyes. and he is here in complete submission to a feeling.

so it seemed to me.

yes, his dil hadn't heard his dhak dhak, it was still to come and connect it to that "khushi" which rode his breath. and sure his dimag was struggling. but not his instinct, him amygdala, his gut... they knew what everything else would register a little later... like the streak of lightning that can be seen before the sound of thunder is heard. 

this was the magnificent submission of arnav singh raizada to his love. that was all. this perhaps is what made a mere dance choreographed to a fairly filmi number into something beautiful, pristine. it is hard enough to take things to the sensuous pitch of the dance i saw again and again, and to watch an actor of the idiot box go all the way to pure spirit with it... ah no wonder i had to see it one more time.

she was puzzled at first, then came his gentle float toward her... i am not a lover of this oft used slomo device... but somehow in this context it felt right... suggested an almost ethereal part of him moving toward her.

months later, in captivity, when this same song would bring them together in a haunting reverie, we would see this expressed in the more conventional way. his subconscious, his essence, call it what you will would rise from his broken beaten body and look resplendent in billowing white as he walked toward her.

but tonight there's no need for any of that, all is in the stance of this man, that slight slouch somehow adding to the beauty of his posture, it's in his every move, his grace, his touch, his gaze and how she senses it and gives in.

trusting. believing. letting go on him. take me down. raise me up. i am yours. even if i don't know why. i am scared. i am perplexed. yet i know you are mine and i want to let go on you. only you. teri meri meri teri.

his gentle smile as he asks her, it's the last performance, won't you complete it. the gentleness on the second part of that statement has her looking at him in wonder. is this him? is this you? she's shaken. perhaps even more by the look in his eyes... she can see the adoration there. and she can't believe it, for has anyone adored her like that, in the pit of her stomach it seems to hit her. 

he had to had to win. yet here he is, making her complete her performance. he wants to see her win. when we cross the final border, the last frontier of us, me, the self, and walk over it with no regrets... for the happiness of another. isn't that somewhere really truly love? selfless, because at that point you don't consider your feelings, that in their winning you'll feel a sense of victory... all you want to do is make the other one's moment perfect... that they may win. they may smile.

how sensuous and inviting is he as he walks past her and behind, but eyes locked on her, tied they are this moment on to each other.

and on the other side, as she stands somewhere between nonplussed and enthralled, he reaches to pick up her hand with sweetness.

and then a tug.

enter rhythm, tension, unseen but ever present tie never breaking, no matter what.


teri meri... she sees him singing as he pulls her into the first wild twirl. her hair steams out flying wanton. do they reflect the state of her heart her desire? she's shocked. what is he doing? surely not he? he gives her no chance to enter that emotion, instead, "do lafzon mein yeh..." and he falls away to one side taking her with him, it's a precipice, see, come with me... fall. his hands firm on her, she goes down looking into his eyes, trusting. just trusting him despite all.

that same gut feel... this man can be trusted... he will be there. his eyes stay riveted on her face, even in the silences, the pauses between moves... no pause in the feelings, in the wanting, the needing, the giving every bit of him.

"ek ladka aur ek laki ki yeh"... a quiet turn then she reaches behind him to hold closer and pull him to her as she bends backward... however mushkil, difficult, this tale, one thing is simple... he is there for her and she can go where she pleases, he'll get her back.

she's swinging all the way down to the floor almost and he picks her up, strong, graceful, no strain... flowing together, ocean and shore, now apart, now close, ever together.

a little calm and a sudden push in by him... "sara din beet jaaye"... i watched how close his face thrust toward hers, his lips on her flying hair... had i ever seen any man get that close to a woman? yeah lots of sex and mega kissing scenes in what we see... but this? this was sexuality of another sensibility altogether, uff the need in the thrust and swing toward her... and then the possessive lover's touch. i give in... won't you? aren't you mine? no permission asked, his brown large hand slides across her bare waist and covers her stomach, her navel and settles their with full right... a gesture so intimate i couldn't believe i was seeing it... the navel. at one end of the kundalini, isn't it? where desire sits coiled, and also transcendence? over that he makes his claim... and pines... "saari raat jagaaye"... makes me stay up the whole night, this not getting you, not having you. you... you are mine.

what would she do i wonder as his dark arm stretches against her gleaming pale ivory skin, and the green of her sari highlights the white of her bareness. desdemona, othello thinks a part of me. and then she lifts her hand and covers his, not to push him away, but to guide him and hold him there. there is ecstasy in this moment.

"bas khayal tumhara... lamha lamha tadpaya"... tadap, a seething suffering... it's there in his face as he yearns for this woman holding her hand gliding toward her, letting her sink into him. this was beautiful lovemaking going on in full view of astonished and entranced viewers. no shame, no demurring... teri meri prem kahani. a love story between two people who of course hated each other. she let her fingers linger over his cheek a moment after his hand had left, her body delighting to his rhythm his dance...

she looked on mesmerised...  unprepared for this deluge of feelings, those coming from him and those rising in her. 

i watched as his eyes never ever left her face... her. his hands held her close, there was no choreographer's teach in some things, the way his hand pulled her that extra bit in, or came up to support her even when it was not quite in frame... felt like this man really wanted to hold this woman. and he would always be there.

"yeh tadap keh rahi hai mit jaaye yeh faasle tere mere darmyaan jo hai saare"... the most beautiful plea, lifting her onto him, his face turned skyward, a top shot, his eyes closed, he circles as though in supplication to all up there... erase this distance, every bit of it, that is between us, that is what my suffering asks... let all the distance go.

many of my edits were made from an sbs segment shot during the actual shooting of these scenes. the expressions on barun's face... they make me believe such a love can exist. again, an apt interpretation of character. asr is a large bold character... his emotions are full, generous, mighty, they care not for limits, brimming over... hate, love, laughter, sadness, whatever. when he takes he will leave you bereft. when he gives he will hold nothing back. and tonight he is here to give her all of himself. his heart his soul laid bare before her. i belong to you... belong to me, he articulates with every move.

take me... do as you please with me, he seems to say. i wonder if she hears or is it all a bit too much for a girl herself in the throes of conflicting emotions. plus that physical molest by shyam. her hair flies, her eyes search and sometimes look down. shy? or maybe the passion in them embarrasses her. oh she wants him no doubt. yet... "ik duje se hue juda jab ik duje ke liye bane..."  she walks away, and for an instant he thinks she's gone... yes that is the kahani of their lives. his hand lifts, his brow furrows, come back, his body seems to scream, i can't live without you. i can't breathe.


she is back and together they stand, staring into each others eyes... so close, so lost, a knowing there i glimpse... he's again still, her eyes seem to search... then a lovely pause in dance, a return to reality perhaps and disconnect. neither seems to know the way forward... for quite a while after the terrace they didn't, all of that perhaps in that almost casual instant... 

but soon beautiful choreography comes in, they are floating away on the wings of a feeling... they align one behind the other, and in synchronised motion their arms do a graceful balletic wing like arc. swan lake... two beautiful swans, one dark but prince really, the other ethereal princess, gliding over a lake. the elegance of these moments... he reaches up at an off beat cue and clasps her hand, drawing it close... and leans forward just a slight bit to see her face. the movement continues without pause, his other hand supports her head as she falls backward again... and this time it is down down till she's almost on the floor and back they come up in a fluid wave. these are not trained dancers apparently and one of them is convinced he can't dance.

teri meri meri teri... the refrain fades as she walks away again. and when she turns, it is their song.

hey hey. hey hey hey hey.

the dance was designed in two parts it seemed. each with its story, its purpose, its essence.

if the first part aroused the senses to touch the spirit and spoke of a submission that left one breathless; while the thrilling lines and energies  of two near perfect bodies hypnotized us and sent us on a spin to search our own souls... in the second, i heard their story from the day they met to this moment... and realised this was much much more than cool dance design wherein similar moves from their life were being matched or contrasted on this floor. i felt two things equally and both had tremendous significance.

but first the sequence:

hey hey... they are looking at each other, eyes deep in so many feelings... and she falls into his arms... their first very first meeting is here

on the floor, she walks toward him and he her...

while in another place he is walking away from her after tying that bandage and saying never ever would they meet again... 

they meet at the centre.

he turns, she's standing with his key held out, he doesn't reach for her hand...

he stretches out and holds her hand and she twirls in. the lights are dim, there's a redness in the frame, her hair is auburn as it flies.

he whirls away with her in the rain of that torrential night, just focused on saving her from a car when it was he who'd inadvertently left her out there to get drenched.

she spins as he holds her hand high up, round and round she goes and her hair dances free, her bare white back light against his dark brownness, the red of the lights...( just for this portion he is in galaband again... what was it? a mistake? a little fey touch... what.)

he lets go of her hand in his office and she falls...

he holds her as she bends keeping her safe...

she's lying prone in his arms at the guest house, the night he'd called out her name that very first time, and felt a desire to touch... to stroke her innocent skin...

she spins away as he holds her hand above her head... a fairy tale like dance movement, the prince and his princess.

he twists her arm and drags her close to him, the day he was so angry for she'd said he was of loose character.

she pirouettes in the opposite direction...

and strands of delicate fairy lights are coming off a girl looking tremulous, a man feeling sensations he can't name.

he holds her hand and she looks at him...

and remembers how she'd needed him in that tense hospital that day, running to throw herself at him... he hadn't held her back.

but today, he is here, fall on me... i am here, i will be here always...

he bends her back...

and there he is holding her hand as she's about to fall in the temple. teej, when he'd quickened... galvanize... to save her, not asking himself why, just a compulsion... always... from the beginning.

he again lifts her up in this ballad like dance of theirs. she's feeling him, she's wanting him back in return, it perplexes her this emotion... but the gaze... what's in his eyes... she is held by it.

she turns and leans back onto him, her head against his shoulder, an embrace from behind, barriers are torn as they let the feeling encircle them, his arms tight around her, she holding on... eyes closed... here in your arms is peace. a moment holds still.

he opens his eyes, and again looks at her face. he wants to see her beauty, he wants to revel in her, he wants her to win... rabba ve...

she turns and looks again...

and between them a memory... her hand slips into his, the rings of diwali are here... chakravyuh... he's leading her out of it, holding her hand most tenderly...

he holds her hand and she falls back, knowing he won't let go... when she returns... she watches him intently and he's about to kiss her. it's the night that passion had flared uninvited and he'd had no idea what to do with it. how hard he'd fought... how much pain he'd had to give in order not to surrender. not to submit.


yet here he stands now. never flinching, never turning away... the dance comes to an end, and they stand entwined, immersed in feelings, no one said a word... yet...

then came the applause, and her walking toward it. while he stood there watching with a proud little almost smile, the eyes gleamed.

the two things this portion said to me: it was all along a dance really. their whole story, a dance of mating, and beyond that.

and with his actions he seemed to start communicating things he'd find words for much later... ranjha would tell heer, "jab jo bura kiya uska koi matlab nahin... iss pyaar mein sahi aur galat ka koi matlab nahin... bas ek cheez ka matlab hai... ki main.. hamesha.. hamesha... tumse..."

asr had started crossing the barriers he'd created, he was here to give in.

and had events not taken the turn they did... that is where he was inexorably headed...

this submission was perfectly placed in story. he had to feel this pull, this power and his need to capitulate. then recognise it with his mind and heart, be all ready to act consciously... only then would the terrace drive him to the point it did... and yet, he would never be able to let her go, hurt her beyond a point. because he was already surrendered to the one he would love, hamesha.

and as he'd drag her up the steps of the temple, as bells would swing freely and without a care like her hair does now, as lightning and thunder would rend the night, deafen the skies, their dance would continue.

teri meri meri teri prem kahani hai mushkil...


an underlying song through it all: i can't help falling in love with you... take my hand hand... take my whole life too, for i can't help falling in love with you...

indi, I read it thrice, but still I couldn't high lighted any lines. cause the whole take was breath taking.
ArshiH's analysis made me spell bound and your analysis made me dead.
i can see how deeply you perceived Arnav and Khushi's epic ter meri moments. 
It is your deep insight that made you expressed every single moments so articulately.
As you said it was more sensuous than any intimate love making scene. Truly nobody can match Barun and Sanaya's  sizzling chemistry. Like the song I have to say for them
"ek dooje se hue juda, jab ek dooje ke liye bane."
Gosh, my heart longs to see them together again. they may also don't know how perfect they look with each other.

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Arshi, I get choked when ever I see, read anything about this monumental moment.. what is it in it... two people so much in love can make some one else long??.. is it...your engaging writing wouldn't relent either... ClapClap.. beautiful narration of their underlying emotions, questions, confusions and finally... submission.. one can feel like this only when is in love.. .. but we are all.. aren't we.. in love with these two.. yearning as much for them to come together acknowledge each other's importance in their lives and erase all boundaries!

I have never seen anything like this... may never again... truly your "moment of their own" stealing the thunder.. my fav.. so are all those gif like makings.. I don't even know what they are called and how you did them.. but brilliant.. Clapthose changing pics in the middle...just like the rabba ve they shared remenescing all the unforgettable moments they shared...Clap.
 
This dance a whole some in its own... embedding the very essence of their complex relationship.. no kasame.. vaade.. yet it spoke so much louder than any N decibels!
 
You are so right about Khushi's restlessness ... she was a vision to watch in that room later on... with all the dhak dhaks for her rajkumar...wouldn't trade that Khushi for millions of bucks!!
 
And, what do I say about that man.. who most casually leans against the door.. my heart literally stopped  that moment! Wish I could just seal time there..
 
Thanks a lot for bringing in all those emotions live just one more time dear writer..

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Yes...Horizon...this is a unique and spell bounded moment in between em...and no one can take a plunge to do or act like em..as you said we are in love with em no doubt about it...may be more than em...This is the epic moment ..and a landmark in their life which changes everything in their upcoming moments which will be challenging but this "forever private moment" will always keep em together...as a permanent glue

Thnx for your kind wordsHeart


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Originally posted by indi52

Originally posted by ArshiHamesha

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I thought I knew Teri Meri episode like the back of my hand till I read what you have written! Both of you in your unique style made me relive it like I had awoken to love and desire for the first time! I lived the dance through your words and edits and gifs like never before, like I never deemed possible! I salute you my friends! Please post it on the IF. It is a must see and read for any Arshi/IPK lover! 

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Thnx wiwy...Hug 

Thnx for all the hugs and claps and stars...I don't think I deserve that much.You are making me humble.Hug

I totally write here on our Thread,hardly put anything on IF main forum...If it's fine with everyone then I will do it...No problem.

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thanks, wiwy... Embarrassed Hug

thing is, even after writing for almost 7 hours, thinking rethinking editing, getting stressed out, don't think i've touched the real soul of it quite fully... one can also write much on the outer physical dimensions of it... the wonderful thing was every time i had a doubt i watched once more... of course thanks to sta plus and youtube it was impossible to find a really clear hd version... but even i low res the sheer ethereal feel stayed intact... and the burning sensuality at the same time. quite a naach and aftermath. thank you tonnes for what you say.

and arshi... pillleejh put it up on the forum if you want to... no need to seek consent... aap hi ka teri meri hai... Hug


SmileThnx Indi but this is my thinking...we all do so much for our Thread...out of love of course so we all are here for each other...For example...Just like ...Crooner ...u mentioned or Director Cut...we all are expressing our thoughts here in different forms so just like other ppl come on those Threads and read and comment and enjoy ,They can do same here...we are not stopping any one...May be I am not making any sense...but that's how I feel...

I Know what wiwy is saying...Love her idea...may be in future as This is for our Thread when we finished the Thread then...as right now I love the coloration and sensuous environment of our Thread and it's fun reading over and over ...really you get a  different aspect of it...Yeah I know you can say it loud and clear I am really gone Paagal...mad ...in love of this show...LOL


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Episode 171

Everything has Changed

All it took was a dance, a rhythmic movement to a melodic song about love, for everything to change. 

Some think Arnav's drink was laced with some alcohol or something, why else would he help the competition?

 She doesn't even understand it and tries to tell her sister such but alas, it is not Payal who entered the dressing room but it was him, Arnav.   He is leaning on the wall, looking all sexy and relaxed. Day Dreaming As he walks over to her like a predator, he asks her why has she stopped if she doesn't care?  He wants to know why is she so scared?  He won't eat her up.  He asks her why does she always step back and she says because he always comes forward.  He also asks her if she will thank him for dancing with her although not to her tunes.

She thanks him and with authority over her he tells her to hurry up and come downstairs everyone is waiting for her.  He goes to leave turns around walks towards her and removes her hair clip.  Her hair cascades down her back.  Now it is okay and btw this color looks nice on you. His attitude has changed and her heart is a flutter.  Dhak, dhak.  Oh what he does to her!

  So much attention he pays to his Khushi. The performances are over When she enters the atmosphere has changed, rather light, fluttery, and a cosmic flirting is in the air.  He motions to her that she has lost an earring.  How did he notice this? and the results are in, the Gupta family has won by one point and Khushi receives the statue of Shiva.  Arnav looks on , his eyes intensely aware of only her; he seems happy after all he helped her to win and they scored the perfect 10.  She is aware of his gaze, she realizes what he has done for her.  Everything has changed.

The evening is over.  Buaji has had her revenge on Manorama with her blackened cheeks.  Khushi has placed her winning trophy next to Devi Maiya and as she is reminiscing about her dance with Arnav. Her sister sees her in a trance and asks her,  "What are you thinking?"  Khushi's trance is interrupted and slightly embarrassed by being caught thinking of her intimate encounter with arnav she makes up something.  She was thinking about the acceptance speech she should have said.  She proceeds to act out her speech.  Payal asks her when she is done what about Arnav?  Khushi gets irritated and says why should she thank him she would have won the trophy are her own.  He always interferes.  She says she will bring the jalebi into the kitchen.

She takes the trophy instead of jalebi and while looking at the trophy thanks Arnav for helping.  She says this with such a sincerity and before long her heart... dhak dhak.  He moves her so.

Shyam releases the scorpion and his plan backfires and lands on him!  Arnav puts Di in his room and insists the next ritual will be at their house.  No exceptions!

Everything has changed.

loved your precise and prim take.
Everything really has changed.
Arnav is not controlling his emotions at all. 
i'm enjoying every bit of this flirt Arnav.
the lines i marked bold grabbed my attention.

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Posted: 22 August 2013 at 8:11pm | IP Logged
Originally posted by ..Anita..

Episode 165 

Bua ji gives the gift to Shyam reluctantly and he is like thanks a lot for this gift. The Guptas Acknowledgement without letting their distaste of the man visible and they ignored him. Bua ji proceeded giving the gifts to rest of the Raizada (I know Arnav was not there at the scene but what did they give him and he did not leave the house with a gift either). good point Anita. I hope it's not a fire extinguisher. LOL Mami sees her gift, which is a jewelry set, and she said that the gift they gave is so light that it will fit in her handbag and everyone around there feels bad and gives each other awkward looks (seriously they should just duct tape her mouth when she is out, she says things that you shouldn't say, she has no manners despite being a high status bahu that she brags about).she is very uncivilized. I also wonder why the Raizadas don't restrain her for being so mean. Nani makes the environment light by saying that she liked the sari that was gifted and she thanks the Guptas. A smile on the Guptas reappeared after Mami ji's comment (these poor (not talking about their status) people worked so hard to give those gifts and thought so much on what to give them but one comment by Hello Hi Bye Bye just spoiled everything). very good thought Anita. Anjali also says thank you for her gift and Mami ji  sees the Pooja thali in Anjali's hand and she makes the fun by saying they have a lot of plates at the RM. Bua ji replies her back and says it is a pooja thali with DM's blessings and Anjali tells Mami to stop kidding awkwardly (poor girl is in an awkward situation, she cannot be rude to her Mami because well she is her Mami. Also she feels bad that the Guptas are being insulted for a thoughtful gift...she does not know what to do or say without hurting their feelings) and she likes the thali. (I would like to say that I really like the expressions Shashi was making...I know he cannot talk or move but you can truly see the sadness on his face).

Anjali is a sweet girl. Poor she, didn't get her deserving happiness in life.

In the Kitchen, Khushi tells Arnav that money can't buy everything like dancing and for that you need talent (that is a good point but he could hire dancers and make them play their other cousins/ distant relatives but that is cheating...Arnav would never do that). He asks her if she loses then what she will do and she says she will do whatever he says. Arnav tells her that she will repent for this decision and Khushi being the stubborn girl she is says that she has given her words. Arnav says that he will talk only when she will lose the competition. He asks her again if she will do anything and she says that she will. Khushi asks if he loses then what will he do. He says that he never loses as he makes his own destiny. She says that Arnav has a big ego (well duh you are the one who experiences that the most...why is she surprised). Khushi taunts him about him seeing her at midnight when he said that he won't, about him saying that he will fire her and still he hired her, and uninviting her for his party when it became entertaining when she came. Khushi sarcastically compliments him on the good job he is doing by writing his destiny. Aranav says he will do whatever she says if he loses. Arnav puts his hand out and said it's a deal. Khushi seems hesitant to shake his hand but she does.

 credit to the maker

Then you hear Nani scream MANORAMA!!! (a little too late for that...she already said a lot of mean stuff). ArShi quickly leaves the kitchen to see what is going on.


Mami asks Anjali to show her the thaal. Mami said that it looks familiar and then she says that she gave the exact one to HP for some holiday. ArShi now come to the living room. The Gupta's feel very humiliated (I feel bad for them, Mami is just fretting because they got more importance and respect than she has ever gotten. Like I said before you have to earn respect and not demand it by belittling other people or reminding people of your status). Clap Nani tells her to stop (Why bother, Mami never listens to her MIL unless she is threatened with something). Akash can't see Payal sad and takes the thaali from his mom. He tells mami ji that it's the best gift for Anjali since she does poojas and she will definitely do pooja with this thaal from now on and Shyam adds that Anjali will welcome Payal with this thaal only(Well at the moment Akash is keeping the promise he made to Payal, that he made in New Year's. As for Shyam, he is trying hard again to make it in the Guptas good book to get Khushi). good observation. i liked Akash here. But I hated Shyam even more for his shenanigan. Anjali says that she likes the thaali very much. Akash points out that the thaali has a sterling ceritfication and Arnav adds that the company is known to make superior quality silver. Snake is staring at Khushi (such a creeper). The Raizadas get up to leave and Payal takes their blessings. They leave and Payal waves bye to Akash shyly (these two are getting married in a few days and there are still stuck in school kid romance phase, learn from your siblings). I guess school kids are much more bolder than them. Khushi tells Aranv that they will meet tomorrow. Game, Set, Match. (i noticed mama ji was not there...i might have not noticed him but i am pretty sure he was not there...he was suppose to leave with them but i guess he had some work to do)

good observation Anta. Mamaji vanishes a lot.LOL

Khushi and Payal are looking at the gifts the Raizadas brought and Payal is said that the gifts are very expensive and in return they gave cheap gifts (gifts given with love are not cheap gifts). I also think so.Then Khushi tells her not to look at the bad things look but at the good things: Like how Akash supported her by not insulting his mom. Then Payal tells her not only Akash but Arnav also helped. Khushi tells her  not to compare him with Akash because Arnav just talked about the company as if he is planning to take Mami ji to the company (Khushi is thankful to him deep down for saying that the company is well known, but right now the competition is on her mind).
Khushi says that she has to call Sarita and Preeto for preparation. Khushi tells Payal to sleep early because the sangeet competition is tomorrow and Payal asks if she is okay and she tells her not to take this winning thing so seriously. Payal jokingly said that she is taking this so seriously that her losing is some sort of punishment. Khushi says to herself if she loses then it will be worst punishment for her.

Shyam enters the RM with a container in his hand. He asks HP where Anjali is and he tells him that she is there in the hall then he looks at the container with wrong intentions (what does Shyam have up his sleeve?? How is he planning to kill his RS).

There Raizada boys comes down the stairs looking hot, dashing, and cute (each words describes on of the Raizada boys).Thumbs Up

  credit to the maker

Anjali (i will rant about her hair in the episode 166, it always bothered me) true, her regular hair style is much better. The spiral didn't suit her. says that they are looking so smart (Koi Nazaar Na Lage). Mami says that soon her only son will be soon leaving her (well they will still live in the same house, it's not like she will not see him...but I get her feelings) and Nani says that she now knows her pain as she snatched her son from her. Mami ji was like what??? And said some other stuff too. ArAsh (that was the top choice for combining Arnav and Akash) and NK come down and nani showers her love on them. Anjali seess shayam coming and she asks him to join them and he makes some excuse of drinking water and she asks him what he is holding and he tells her it's some sweet that a client gave him and he goes to the kitchen to work on his evil plan. After he leaves Anjali does the aarti of Akash.

Shyam puts a scorpion (shouldn't there be some regulation of getting a poisonous creature) in the mithaai box. He said that he will take her upstairs (literally and figuratively). Mami is crying (it is not like her son is leaving her but she will lose the power she had on her son) and Anjali tells her that they will have so much fun during the sangeet and Shyam hears this from so far way and says that if someone dies there can't be a wedding and he keeps that box down the table (you know someone is going to tamper with that, he should have kept it in a safer place). I also found it dumb. why the smart cookie Shyam put the scorpion in the kitchen, where they are having a party in the house. It was really silly. NK comes and tells him that everyone is calling him for the photo session. The family is lined up for the picture and Shyam is looking at the direction of the kitchen to make sure that the box is till there. Anjali see this and tell him to smile for the picture. Arnav is not smilling and Anjali tells him at least smile for the picture. Anjali says Papud Ka Tukda, Jab Dekho Urkha Hai (I probably just butchered that spelling) and he smiles!!!!!!! Raizadas  have photo session  while the servant is organizing things and finds that box Shyam messed with and takes it from there (Shyam will freak out for sure).

After photo session, Arnav tells NK that they Have to, Have to win at any cost. NK is like okay, kind of confused by this sudden change in Arnav. ANjali comes there and teases him that he is saying this just because Khushi agreed to the sangeet and Anjali teases him more and he gets irritated and leave. Anjali jokingly tells Nk that they have to, have to, have to win. (Anjali likes this change in Arnav, even she knows he does whatever Khushi says but Arnav is too stubborn to realize this).

Shyam is trying to find the mithai box with the scorpion but cannot find it. He asks HP where it is. But HP said that he was taking the pictures so he does not know. Shyam is tense. Someone comes and taps him on the shoulder, obviously Anjali. Will Shyam's plan fail????

nice take Anita.
 loved the lines in bold.
 My comments are in red.


Edited by sohara - 22 August 2013 at 8:49pm

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Posted: 22 August 2013 at 8:23pm | IP Logged
Originally posted by sohara

Originally posted by indi52



teri meri meri teri prem kahani hai mushkil...
do lafzon mein yeh bayan na kar paye.


what if words were never needed... and wasn't it always a dance? 

episode 170


an underlying song through it all: i can't help falling in love with you... take my hand hand... take my whole life too, for i can't help falling in love with you...

indi, I read it thrice, but still I couldn't high lighted any lines. cause the whole take was breath taking.
ArshiH's analysis made me spell bound and your analysis made me dead.
i can see how deeply you perceived Arnav and Khushi's epic ter meri moments. 
It is your deep insight that made you expressed every single moments so articulately.
As you said it was more sensuous than any intimate love making scene. Truly nobody can match Barun and Sanaya's  sizzling chemistry. Like the song I have to say for them
"ek dooje se hue juda, jab ek dooje ke liye bane."
Gosh, my heart longs to see them together again. they may also don't know how perfect they look with each other.

thanks, sohara... that was a rather lengthy one and you bothered to read it three times... i am grateful. you are so right, the heart just longs to see them together after such an episode. we all have to be realistic and be happy with what we have... but sometimes the heart does wish... oh it does. i have never seen sensual, sexual stuff explored with such range and depth. it scales. from the most earth bound, flesh and blood to another real that breaks boundaries and you fly with them. crazy. this is almost alchemy... not mere inorganic or organic chemistry. who nows, if there's power in desire... maybe some day asr and khushi once more... or barun and sanaya. frankly, this jodi equals and beats many famous ones... i am surprised producers aren't rushing to make the most out of this opportunity.

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