11th July
Not quite apt ... Shakepeare used this in another context entirely, but the words fit here as well ... Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. And Arnav Singh Raizada had scorned Khushi repeatedly, time and again, insulted her for her lack of money, lack of stature, lack of everything that was important according to him. And when faced with near-death through what she perceived to be entirely his fault, Khushi turned that long-repressed fury back onto him ...
A damn well crafted episode ... had me holding my breath throughout. From the start, where the Raizada family is caught in the Lame tension, Arnav gets a call from Sinha at exactly the same time as a distraught and frantc Payal finally manages to reach the Raizada home ... as Sinha informs about the imminent collapse of the building and asks about the girl who was supposed to meet him but didn't, at exactly the same time as Mami tells Payal that if Khushi hasn't reached home yet, what are the R's to do ... as the wheels click instantly into place for Arnav and without a word he rushes out ... I rather liked the delicious irony of the entire family thinking he's upset about Lame, while he's actually caught up in someone else completely ...
Then the drive ... Arnav tense, worried, his guilt kicking in that he sent Khushi there, not only that, he didn't take Sinha's calls, compounding the problem ... contrasting with Khushi's initial desperation and then quiet despair and acceptance that she might not make it out of the building alive ...
And then Arnav reaches the building ... all is quiet, he doesn't know if Khushi is still there or not ... he rushes in, uncaring of the puddles and rough road ... and looks around, seeing with his own eyes the danger. Still quiet ... no shouting yet, no words even, he still doesn't know whether she's even there ... and then he sees her bag and the silent phone.
Loved the way he actually struggles to get the word out ... it was as though his worst nightmare was coming true and he could barely even speak ... "Khushi!" The first time her name on his lips ... just her name, not the taunting sneering 'Khushi Kumari Gupta' he always used till now ...
And Khushi is almost fainting upstairs, trapped the whole day without food or water, exhausted after her multiple desperate attempts to get out, to push the door, the window ... she's almost given up when she thinks she heard something ... someone calling her name?
"Khushi!" ... it comes again, and she comes alive, rushing to the door, calling out 'Koi hai?' ... trying again to push at it ... but nothing happens, and there is silence again ...
Maybe she imagined it after all ... the despair again, the defeat again ... as she sinks to her knees and whispers to devi maiyya for help ...
Arnav getting more and more frantic ... where is this girl, how will I find her ... he comes up to the first floor, sees the blocked door, ignores it, starts to move further up ... a rod falls somewhere ... and a scream ...
And he figures she's behind that blocked door ... like a man possessed, he struggles to clear the debris, to open the path ... finally shoulders it open ... and sees her sitting there. And she looks up and sees him ...
Then the rod moves again, he comes back to life, rushes in and pulls her to her feet, her hair falling loose as he jerks her up ... and as they stare at each other, time stops. There was a rawness, an elemental passion in that look ... no surprise, no relief, no guilt on Arnav's face, no relief, no happiness or surprise on Khushi's ... just a man and a woman looking at each other as their eyes and souls connected ...
And then he looked up again and holding her hand, pulled her behind him out of the room, just as the beam collapsed behind them. He didn't carry her then ... she's a strong woman, as strong as he is, an equal match, she made it out on her own, just holding his hand.
Loved the silence in this scene ... the authority with which Arnav grasped Khushi's hand as though he had the right to do so, the way they looked at each other ...
And then after they make it down the stairs, she shakes off his hand fiercely ... and Arnav stands there with his back to her for a minute, closes his eyes, bracing himself for the storm ... oh yes, he knew there was a storm coming, and for once he deserved it ... his guilt had kickstarted already when he saw her drenched in the rain, but this time he had endangered her life ... and the fact that he didn't do it purposely this time made no difference ... which was why when he finally turned around, his words were conciliatory ... look, I didn't know ...
And Khushi picked up his words and threw them back at his face ... you didn't know???!!! But how could you not know ... you're God, aren't you?
And each and every insult he had thrown at her, she threw back, showing how much his words had hurt, had stung and pierced her ... and Arnav Singh Raizada stood there and listened, with eyes down, because he knew he deserved it ... and only this girl had the courage to show him the mirror ... and this was the only girl he would listen to ...
But ASR can't stay down for too long ... again and again she pushed him , but the the third time, he pushed back ...
A battle of equals ... no shy retiring chupchaap sab kuch sehen karne vaali Bhartiya nari here ... and he's no perfect hero ... he's a man, flawed and imperfect, but human ... both strong fiery personalities ... and that's what makes the sparks fly ...
Sparks - hell ... it was a conflagaration today!
Edit - liked the precap ... delicious irony again - the whole family thinks Arnav has rushed to the waiting arms of Lavanya ... the guy is off on another trip entirely!
Links
Part 1 HD
Part 2 HD
Not quite apt ... Shakepeare used this in another context entirely, but the words fit here as well ... Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. And Arnav Singh Raizada had scorned Khushi repeatedly, time and again, insulted her for her lack of money, lack of stature, lack of everything that was important according to him. And when faced with near-death through what she perceived to be entirely his fault, Khushi turned that long-repressed fury back onto him ...
A damn well crafted episode ... had me holding my breath throughout. From the start, where the Raizada family is caught in the Lame tension, Arnav gets a call from Sinha at exactly the same time as a distraught and frantc Payal finally manages to reach the Raizada home ... as Sinha informs about the imminent collapse of the building and asks about the girl who was supposed to meet him but didn't, at exactly the same time as Mami tells Payal that if Khushi hasn't reached home yet, what are the R's to do ... as the wheels click instantly into place for Arnav and without a word he rushes out ... I rather liked the delicious irony of the entire family thinking he's upset about Lame, while he's actually caught up in someone else completely ...
Then the drive ... Arnav tense, worried, his guilt kicking in that he sent Khushi there, not only that, he didn't take Sinha's calls, compounding the problem ... contrasting with Khushi's initial desperation and then quiet despair and acceptance that she might not make it out of the building alive ...
And then Arnav reaches the building ... all is quiet, he doesn't know if Khushi is still there or not ... he rushes in, uncaring of the puddles and rough road ... and looks around, seeing with his own eyes the danger. Still quiet ... no shouting yet, no words even, he still doesn't know whether she's even there ... and then he sees her bag and the silent phone.
Loved the way he actually struggles to get the word out ... it was as though his worst nightmare was coming true and he could barely even speak ... "Khushi!" The first time her name on his lips ... just her name, not the taunting sneering 'Khushi Kumari Gupta' he always used till now ...
And Khushi is almost fainting upstairs, trapped the whole day without food or water, exhausted after her multiple desperate attempts to get out, to push the door, the window ... she's almost given up when she thinks she heard something ... someone calling her name?
"Khushi!" ... it comes again, and she comes alive, rushing to the door, calling out 'Koi hai?' ... trying again to push at it ... but nothing happens, and there is silence again ...
Maybe she imagined it after all ... the despair again, the defeat again ... as she sinks to her knees and whispers to devi maiyya for help ...
Arnav getting more and more frantic ... where is this girl, how will I find her ... he comes up to the first floor, sees the blocked door, ignores it, starts to move further up ... a rod falls somewhere ... and a scream ...
And he figures she's behind that blocked door ... like a man possessed, he struggles to clear the debris, to open the path ... finally shoulders it open ... and sees her sitting there. And she looks up and sees him ...
Then the rod moves again, he comes back to life, rushes in and pulls her to her feet, her hair falling loose as he jerks her up ... and as they stare at each other, time stops. There was a rawness, an elemental passion in that look ... no surprise, no relief, no guilt on Arnav's face, no relief, no happiness or surprise on Khushi's ... just a man and a woman looking at each other as their eyes and souls connected ...
And then he looked up again and holding her hand, pulled her behind him out of the room, just as the beam collapsed behind them. He didn't carry her then ... she's a strong woman, as strong as he is, an equal match, she made it out on her own, just holding his hand.
Loved the silence in this scene ... the authority with which Arnav grasped Khushi's hand as though he had the right to do so, the way they looked at each other ...
And then after they make it down the stairs, she shakes off his hand fiercely ... and Arnav stands there with his back to her for a minute, closes his eyes, bracing himself for the storm ... oh yes, he knew there was a storm coming, and for once he deserved it ... his guilt had kickstarted already when he saw her drenched in the rain, but this time he had endangered her life ... and the fact that he didn't do it purposely this time made no difference ... which was why when he finally turned around, his words were conciliatory ... look, I didn't know ...
And Khushi picked up his words and threw them back at his face ... you didn't know???!!! But how could you not know ... you're God, aren't you?
And each and every insult he had thrown at her, she threw back, showing how much his words had hurt, had stung and pierced her ... and Arnav Singh Raizada stood there and listened, with eyes down, because he knew he deserved it ... and only this girl had the courage to show him the mirror ... and this was the only girl he would listen to ...
But ASR can't stay down for too long ... again and again she pushed him , but the the third time, he pushed back ...
A battle of equals ... no shy retiring chupchaap sab kuch sehen karne vaali Bhartiya nari here ... and he's no perfect hero ... he's a man, flawed and imperfect, but human ... both strong fiery personalities ... and that's what makes the sparks fly ...
Sparks - hell ... it was a conflagaration today!
Edit - liked the precap ... delicious irony again - the whole family thinks Arnav has rushed to the waiting arms of Lavanya ... the guy is off on another trip entirely!
Links
Part 1 HD
Part 2 HD
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