#Hum Tum Aur Woh

[i-got-the-feels]

heeramandi maybe slb's best work to date because

Fareedan being sexually involved with men and women?? Cartwright being involved with men??? Ustad ji getting emotional when he gets the nose ring - like we got sexual AND gender fluidity

Women being unhinged and ruined in their grief and anger - manisha koirala, sonakshi sinha and sanjeeda sheikh nailed this

The very outh there acknowledgement that sex work is not considered work and is looked down upon

The dialogues THE DAMN DIALOUES

"aaj uska dil toota hai aur woh sahi tawaif bani hai"

"kismet nahi badal sakte par taqadeer bana sakte hai"

"ishq aur bagawaat Mein Koi faraq nahi hai"

"jab tum gareeb ho, tumhari sundarta aur hunar donon tumhare dushman hai"

"hunar ke shuakeeno ka swagat hai, dukandaaro ka nahi"

"hum unka guroor khatam karna chahte the, unki izzat nahi hai. koi aurat Yeh nahi chagegi doosre aurat ke liye" fareedan saying this about mallika jaan when she got to know they raped her

"najayaaz aulaad nahi, unhe paida karne wale Baap hote hai"

"mohabbat bhale hi adhure reh jaaye, gham mukammal hona chahiye"

"RANIYA BAGAWAT NAHI JUNG KARTI HAI" goose fucking bumps!!!!!!!

[phuljari]

social media au! part 3

summary : khushi is a model and influencer; arnav just seems to stumble upon her profile one day— not so much by accident. (or what if khushi fell in love at first sight?)

warnings : just some hindi/hinglish, cussing in both languages. deliberate typos. online stalker!shyam. ghosting

a/n : i am...trying something new (by using the word prompts) #IPK 13th Anniversary Fiesta @arshifiesta

anjaliiiii.r

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anjaliiiii.r Pooja ki thal vakai me tayyar thi @/nandiii !

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nandiii Haan di, mujhe toh laga aap khazaam kar rahe the lekin aapne toh mere liye kutta bhi liya tha diiiiii, thank you so so much😭😭😭

⤷aakash_r NK bhai "khazaam" nahi "mazaak"

⤷aakash_r Aur woh "kurta" hai "kutta" nahi

⤷nandiii Aakash tumhe kisi ne nai bola gaand adane

⤷arnavsinghraizada NK! (comment deleted)

⤷nandiii i meant *taang nannav, tum bhi na

⤷anjaliiiii.r Chotte tum toh rehne do, humne aur kharab chize suni hai tumhare muh se (comment deleted)

mahendrarudrapratapsinghraizada E sab ki kaa zarurat rahi anjali bitiya *smh*

⤷hellohibyebye kaahe nahi? aur e *smh* ka hai haan?

⤷mahendrarudrapratapsinghraizada shake my head

⤷hellohibyebye shakiya liye ho toh meaningwa bhi bata dete 😒

gulabo_devyani Aap. Kaa. Ee Ghar ma Swag.at hai

hari_prakash THaal humne sajayiee 🪔

user1 beautiful family

⤷user2 is he related to ASR?

⤷user3 he's an australian actor

iMessage

Arnav: Di Instagram pe toh mujhe "chotte" karke mat bulao!

Anjali: Kyun? Chotte?😂

Arnav: Di please wo comment delete karo

Anjali: Aisa toh kya ho gaya chotte?

Arnav: Di aapko pata hai meri wajah se kitne log aapko bhi follow karte hai

Arnav: Unko aisi comments dikhegi toh kaisa lagega

Anjali: Theek hai! Hum karenge agar tum bhi karoge

Arnav: Fine! Done! Ab khush?

Anjali: Haan... bohot KHUSHI hui chotte 😂😂

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divalavanya Some of us were working while others were having date nights 😒 @/thekhushigupta

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shyamjha khushiji kya ye sach hai

⤷shyamjha bataye khushiji @/thekhushigupta @/titalya_k

hari_prakash yzxcv----000000000

⤷user1 snd bubs

user2 lavanya where is your beautiful face?

thekhushigupta shhh 🤫

⤷payaliyaaa Khushi??

⤷guptagarima Khajur khai ho kaa Khushi? Hum bheje kya tumhare liye?

user3 what's that camera model?

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titalya_k did i mention that i love jalebis?

#foodlover #foodie #eatingmyfeelingsaway #lostinareverie

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payaliyaaa Haan sabko pata hai!

⤷titaliya_k 👀

divalavanya Your gol gol baatein and gol gol jalebis 😵‍💫

guptagarima Khushi kitni baar bola hai bahar ka mat khaya kar! Sunti nahi hai bilkul

shyamjha khushiji bas ek baar aap humare messages padh lijiye

iMessage

Khushi: gol gol baatein kya?

Lavanya: Kya?

Lavanya: Oh

Lavanya: You didn't say what happened post ~sliding into his dm's~

Khushi: so

Khushi: i clearly didn't take your advice and

Khushi: i should've listened to you 😔

Lavanya: Babee😔😔

Khushi: he agreed to go out with me and i was so excited

Lavanya: Uh oh

Khushi: but then i found out that his cousin was in town and he was just trying to avoid him 😭

Lavanya: That's... not good

Khushi: and he said he's excited for our collaboration and it was really nice to get to know each other before we start working together 😭

Lavanya: 😶

Khushi: 😭😭😭

Lavanya: Babe don't stress eat please, you know that sugar isn't good for you right?

Khushi: .....

Khushi: don't take away my only coping mechanism😔

(1) new messages from arnavsinghraizada

arnavsinghraizada: So you love jalebis?

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(2) new messages from arnavsinghraizada

arnavsinghraizada: You know that I can see that you've left me on seen right?

arnavsinghraizada: And it is usually me who leaves people on seen

thekhushigupta: who doesn't?

arnavsinghraizada: ??

thekhushigupta: who doesn't love jalebis?

thekhushigupta: wait

thekhushigupta: pls don't tell me you're one of those freaks who doesn't eat jalebis??

thekhushigupta: sorry i cannot continue working at a place where my values are mismatched

arnavsinghraizada: I don't eat jalebis and...you haven't started work yet

thekhushigupta: and i wont??? wdym you don't eat jalebis?

arnavsinghraizada: Don't worry. I'm not one of those freaks who hates jalebis.

arnavsinghraizada: I have diabetes

arnavsinghraizada: So I can't

thekhushigupta: oh, i'm sorry

thekhushigupta: makes sense

arnavsinghraizada: What?

thekhushigupta: you don't eat sweets so how can you even talk sweetly?

arnavsinghraizada: What the-

thekhushigupta: ngl i thought you were too good to be true, i should've known

arnavsinghraizada: Known what?

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iMessage

Arnav: Aakash

Aakash: Yes bhai?

Arnav: What does it mean if someone leaves you on seen?

Aakash: 🤣🤣🤣

Arnav: 😒

Aakash: Bhai, it means you got ghosted!

Arnav: Huh?

Aakash: It means she doesn't want to talk to you anymore

Arnav: But why?

Arnav: Wait! How did you know "she" doesn't want to talk to me?

Aakash: 🫢

Arnav: Di told you???

Aakash: Everyone was asking where you were...

Arnav: Wtf does everybody know???

Aakash: We didn't know it was hush-hush

Arnav: It wasn't

Arnav: Tell me NK doesn't know

Aakash: 😶

Arnav: Fuck

Aakash: Kya farq padta hai bhai?

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Arnav: DI!

Anjali: Kya hua chotte, chilla kyu rahe ho?

Arnav: Aapne Khushi ke baare me sabko bata diya?

Anjali: Nahi batana tha kya?

Arnav: Aapko pata toh hai di

Anjali: Kya?

Arnav: Nevermind

Anjali: Naniji puch rahi hai ki Instagram pe @/thekhushigupta hai unke saath tum gaye the kal bahar

Arnav: Haan

Arnav: WAIT NO

Anjali: Too late chotte 😂

Arnav: 😠

Anjali: 😂😂😂

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thekhushigupta well, at least the outfit slapped (I couldn't)

#aboutlastnight

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usershyam khushiji aap bilkul apsara lag rahi hai

theshyamjha khushiji pls call me, humne aapko apna number bheja hai dm mein

shyamjha khushiji hume pata hai aap kaha rehti hain

gulabo_devyani Toh e pasand. rahi . chotte ki Anjali bitiya

⤷hari_prakash Ji nani ji, abhi bula ke laaye

anjaliiiii.r Khoobsurat 💖

hellohibyebye e ka pehni ho?? phati saree???

⤷nandiii It's the new fashion mausi ji 😌

arnavsinghraizada Interesting choice of words

⤷thekhushigupta 😏

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[uroldhomie]

i love cliches . i love love. i love jhumkas, nose rings, skies, books , ghalib , elia , hell i even love the geet.

Shayad we all have spent a very sum of our life to be unique . To be that unique person jisy kuch alag karna hai.kuch hat k ... but idk as cliche as it sounds hum sab aik jesy hain . tab jab hum kuch likhy aur hazaro log us sy itfaq karty nazar hain . tab jab hum Elia ko parhty hoye usi dard mein chaly jaty hain tab jab hum Gulzar ko parhty hoye kisi sy muhabbat shuru karty hain . kher mera kehny ka matlab tha we all have that common point - the connecting point jissy hum aik dosry sy jurty hain . Kitny dost banaty hain .. school k pehly din "yaar tumhe bhi maths boring lagta hai " sy uni k "oh tum bhi kitaben parhty ho" tak . Magar... is sab k bawjod bhi hum sab kitny alag hain naw? Humari apni personallitis hain .

You might hear 10,000 people saying "blue tou mera favourite color hai" magar? Ab jab tum neela asman dekhty ho ya gehra neela samundar dekhty ho tou woh 10,000 log tou nahi yaad aty naw. yaad kon ata hai ? Woh jiska blue favourite color hai . Kher, lambi hogayi hai baat .. me keh raha tha i love cliches.. i love love.

Kyun k shayad jab hum apna cliche jee rahy hoty hain tab woh kahan cliche lagta hai?

[hi-avathisside]

okay a little storytime, puraani baat hai but aaj bhi woh insaan bohot yaad aata hai, toh uske liye storytime hehe

So i used to go in a van to school, like other children obv, toh wahan par we had this little group of friends (my best memories about school okay imma cry if i talk about school more so moving on) Toh wahan par ek ladka tha, and we all were good friends, group main the and all, chhote the so no phone numbers or whatsapp groups, only friends irl. And he was in the singing club. He used to sing very good. toh hum log antakshari khelte the usually and he used to sing, so one time, randomly, uss time par hum chup chap behte the, matlab sab apne main gossip kar rhe the koi ek saath collectively koyi game nahi khel rha tha, this is like 2017s ki baaat hai, god i feel so old, so main aur woh aamne-saamne baithe the, khidki ki side, baaki sab bachhe apni baatein kar rhe the, aur ek dum se I looked at him, and he looked at me, and the world went silent. dead silent. that moment, that eye-contact I won't ever forget.

Fir ek aur baar aisa hi kuch hua, hum aise hi antaakshari khel rhe the, fir na sabka ghar aagaya tha, uska stop last tha, aur mera 2nd last, toh sa chale gaye, it was me, aand him, and a few little children, uske saath hi utarte the, same colony. So he then looks at me, and I'm look at him, and I smile a little and he smiles back. Fir fir fir OKAY OKAY

he asks me "Tera favourite gaana konsa hai?" Main uss time par zyada gaane nahi sunti thi, only on radio and agar van main bajj rahe hote the toh woh sun leta tha. Uss time par popular gaanon main se ek joh mujhe bohot pasand tha it was "Tum hi ho" so I said, Tum hi ho, aur fir uss bande ne mere liye woh gaana gaaya. YES USNE LITERALLY GAANA GAAYA. I WAS BLUSHING SO HARD AND THEN HE SMILED AND I SMILED AND I SAID A LITTLE "thank you" and he smiled again and for most of the time i was looking at him, he was looking at me.

ek aur baar, hua kya I was in the bus, he was also there, but mujhe aane main thoda late hogaya tha so I had to stand in the bus, that guy, stood up and gave me his seat. I- I was speechless. And again him and I had that eye contact again and uhhhhhh I melted. he was so cute, probably he still is. ab toh bohot saal hogaye baat kiye hue lekin khuda ki marzi hai sab :)

(plus i was a really quiet kid, a really really quiet one, and I did not talk to anyone, not even him, group main sabse chup main hi rehti thi, bit still the eye contacts were enough. and he was the outgoung social type, sabse baat karni, saare dost the uske, he used to smile and laugh all the time, probably, uske liye dost banana aasaan hota hoga )

ek aur baar kya hua, since woh paas main hi rehta tha, He and I met accidently, main mummy ke saath thi we were going, and he was in a car, red light thi, and he got out of the window, like peeked(lol) and he was like( my name!) aggressive waving, and I smiled and waved back, at first jab usne mujhe nahi dekha tha, mujhe pata hi nahi tha he was there lol, fir then he called my name, so I noticed him, he was looking very sweet that day.

fir uske baad usne na school chhod diya, aur phir yaar usse baat hi nahi hui kabhi. I don't know how aur why I suddenly remembered him, but I did and so we are here.

that's all. plus a lot of eye contacts an romantic tension.

Let's name him Ak <3

Aaj pata nahi kaise yeh story aur woh insaan yaad aa gaya, so wanted to share :) Thank you for reading it till the end.

"दिल ने चाहा तो फिर मिलेंगे,

खुदा ने चाहा तो फिर मिलाए जाएँगे। "

[dev-das]

अलविदा।

milenge fir kabhi... isi jagah... isi waqt...

jab milenge tab thodi baatein tum kehna... thodi baatein hum kahenge...

thodi si baatein tum sunn lena, thodi si baatein hum sunn lenge... milenge fir kabhi zaroor... hum yahin tum yahin...

aur tab tak ke liye अलविदा।

~ऋषभ

jisse logon ne mera lekkh samjha woh mere jeevan ki guhaar thi... saason se gale mein utari woh aakhri pukaar thi...

[hopelessromanticme]

I'm totally fed up.... A Desi guy's guide to personality annihilation...

Yaar now im actually fkin confused bhayy... Like on one hand ik for sure that hell nah nobody can destroy Me, only Me can destroy Me but on the other hand bhayy when i go out and i see the world that shit is actually depressing and downright fked up... Like this Tumblr ki duniya is like a giant rabbit hole of all the good things and happiness aur humour aur love... Aur if you'll outside of it bahar ki duniya is full of misogyny, misandry, toxicity, patriarchy, matriarchy... And all those bullshitery likeee SHUTT UP PEOPLE FFS.

I WANNA SCREAM ON TOP OF MY LUNGS SOMEWHERE QUITE.... I'm done with this societal norms aur uski bakchodi bhai... People think that I'm going mad... Well ofcourse koi bhi sane person would be mad... Have you seen the hatred people hold against other religions and castes... Kyunn hai itni hatred saalo tumhare aander... Mat rakho naa itni buraai dusro ke liye... Shaanti se raho na bey pyaar se... I'm sorry for my language but yeh bkl ab meri sarr ke paar jaa rhe hai... Nobody gives a fuck about what's going on Manipur or the farmer's protest but Maxtern aur Elvish ki news aa rhi hai... Like have we gone completely mad... Pagal ho gaye hai kya sab... Dosto se baat karta hoon toh wahin Hindu-Muslim aur Women ko objectify karna.... Abe sab ke sab saale chutiye pagal ho gaye hai... Mere ko maa kasam bhagwaan ji kal ko utha le gaye naa toh main Khushi Khushi chale jaunga... Itni si bhi positivity nahi bachi hai yaar iss duniya mein... Aur yahan Tumblr pe alag he Utopian Society bana ke baithe hai sab... Abey pagal ho kya tum log... Where the fckk is BALANCE BHAYYY... Either I'm here toh I'm super happy and lovey-dovey aur either I'm bahar toh I'm super sad and depressed as fck...

Mujhe moksh chahiye yaar... Kyun na karun main suicide bata... Haan royenge sab 2 din 4 din 10 din... Fir... Fir kyaa... Fir toh society wahi rahegi naa...

I'm out here assassinating my persona because i wasn't able to find a perfect person to love... Like that how depressing this shit is...

And fckkk practicing Stoitism aur following Sigma Male and Andrew Tate... Fckk them all... Bish I grew up reading Srimad Bhagwat Geeta and Purans... We all are humans we all have flaws... Nahi bann sakte ho tum perfectooo... Nahi hote hai sab ladke 6'0 feet nahi hoti hai sab ladkiyo ki zero figure... Kyaa chal raha hai duniya mein kaunse idols hai bhai sabke...

Have they ever read any sane text either their holy books or anything related to wisdom... This new world I HATE IT... I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT IT... I HATE WOH PINTEREST KE CUTE COUPLES... YES I'M SALTY AUR HAAN PAGAL HO GAYE HAI HUM...

Yaar... All I'm saying is "Love Me". I need some kind of compassion and female touch... Yes im going insane and soo is this fucked up world... I'm sorry for everything... Sorry for wasting your time reading this note... But at the same time No I am not really sorry...

Either I'll die in this journey... Or will become a lifeless corpse... Shit im not a philosopher but istg if, i not become one in the future...

can't say she was wrong here...

Meri toh kitni kam expectations thi life se... Aur self love kitna he kar lunga... Main toh thak jaata hoon sometimes yk fake scenarios create karte karte... The manifestation of love is the sole reason of my depression...

But idk what should i do... i never loved myself... i always try to love people... maybe because of the lack of love i never got, i don't want to happen the same to them.... I once read on Tumblr on one girl's blog where she wrote "When you are not served love in silver spoons you learn to lick it off knives". Kinda says alot about today's society and people... Doesn't it ...

[msbhagirathi]

IPKKND LIVE BLOG SEASON 1 [Epi. 7]

Hi. Aa jaao. You already know what do we do here. Baith gaye? Chalo start. Acha. Ruko. Saath mein popcorns liya? Lol. :P Chalo aao ab start karte hein, serious :)

1. Bitwa's face tho. He seems to be so damn irritated. Anyways.

2. Uhhh.. Bitwa.. Your wife Khushi is talking about the harkat that you did back in Lucknow, a day or two ago. Don't play ignorant now, okay? I know, you very well understand what is she tryna say, uhh-huhhh. Acting smart.

3. And what the freaking hell was with that line, Bitwa? "Toh mere har kaam mein taang araana band karo." When did SHE taang araao in your 'kaam'? I don't remember. Is she already disturbing you in your sleep? Have you already started falling for her? I am so sorry to say this. But. You are such a gone case, Bitwa. Lol. Whatever.

4. You are tryna intimidate her but I think the one getting more intimidated is YOU, alone my dear Bitwa. She is very much at peace right now. Whatever.

5. Look at that two seconds satisfying smile, Bitwa flashes, when Khushi says, "Phir paisa?" Lol. He is definitely enjoying this.

6. Tryna provoke her, are we, Bitwa?

7. Look at his face when Khushi is giving her monologue of khuddari and udhaar nahi lete and all that. He is so freaking enjoying this. His face's like 'Her whole life is gonna feel like a lie to her once she knows the price money.'

8. Khushi ~very confidently so~ picks up her basta to fish out 'the price money'. She is actually ~oh so innocent~ y'all. Sometimes I feel like pulling her cheeks so hard. Kucchi pucchi ku you kiddo, you haven't even seen your neighborhood states, forget about seeing the world.

9. Actually, this fact might have further intrigued him more, that she is an eighteen year old, fresh out of school, middle class girl ~a literal nobody~ in front of him and yet her zeal, confidence and enthusiasm is unmatchable.

10. "Pacchis hazaar." and all the color rushes out of her face and she gives him a side glance like 'Duh. Really!? This giant oldie will take THAT MUCH for repairing?'

11. Arnav feels like he should cut some slack off for this girl, after all she have had to endure a lot because of his tape fiasco as she subtly hinted at when the conversation had begun.

12. So. Instead of further taking money from her, he decides to help her in his own ~I am the knight in shining armor for a damsel in distress like you~ (In one word: ARROGANT) way. He. Read it carefully. He GRABS her arm ~with that haq~ (excuse me sir? care to explain?) and places a new crisp one thousand rupee note and closes her palm. Uff. I will die of the intensity of haq he is exercising over her and the way she lets him do so without snatching away her hand. (Note that she would always snatch away her hand whenever Shyam would try to do something of that sort.)

13. "Khuddari ki baatein humesha bohot sasti hoti hain aur paisa bohot mehenga. Tum bhi yahin ho aur main bhi. We'll see." Kyun Bitwa? What happened to your two second old suggestion for Khushi to return back to Lucknow with the 'leftover money'? Do you not want your wife her to leave? Do you already want your wife her to stay around you as much as possible? Tum kya see karoge Bitwa hum tohka see karihein iske baad se haan.

14. "....Haan ab theek hai..." Kya theek hai Bitwa? Ya phir more like kaun theek hai? Tum? Ya woh fashion show wali ladki? Kya janna chah rahe the tum Bitwa? That Khushi is fine or not? And what happened to your 'das minute mein pahunch jaunga wali meeting' for which you couldn't 'waste' your precious time for the puja this morning? Who oh who will answer my goddamn questions? BTW, so men really do forget everything after meeting their wives huh? And I see our Bitwa is no exception. Lol. Whatever.

15. Wah wah 'tuuu ruru tuutuu rururu'(Lol. I have no fucking idea why did I add the bg sound for her here. Lol. Please bear with me.) MAMIJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII. Belcome Homes Mamiji.

16. Hahahaahahaahha. See y'all I seriously lost it jab mamiji ne touchwood bolke apna sir hi touch karliya. Lol. Whatever.

17. Vyjanthimala, huh? Really? Mamiji? Ok. Wait. Y'all. Lemme show you who is Vyjanthimala.

*runs to google to search up her name coz has no idea herself who she is*

*skims through the photos*

*is awestruck by her beauty*

*debates about the selection of photo*

*decides one and takes screenshot*

*adds it here along with the link*

Presenting y'all.

Vyjayanthimala.

Indian actress and dancer.

This is Vyjanthimala. Of course, this is an old picture (She is ninety years old now. Wow. Can you believe it? This young beauty is ninety years old now.)

So. Yeah. Now you can see for yourself, who is she comparing herself with. Such heights of flattery for your own self, mamiji? Not good. (Utkarsha ma'am is of course very beautiful. I am just pointing out the character flaw, given to her, of over-glorifying herself and her sun and her huzbend and her phamily.)

18. She really 'thued' at her own reflection y'all. Lmao. I can't-*wheezes away for the next four business days*

19. Lol. I love mamaji and mamiji's banter y'all. The way mamaji compliments her and keeps his mouth shut when she gets irritated. Lmao. One of the relationships I so love throughout the show.

20. "Itni muskil se toh auda banaye, usko aise hi jaane de?" A little glossary here. Ohada means (as explained by my friend @phuljari di) (pad/sthaan/padwi in hindi) status like we see here mamiji had to do a lot to gain/earn a place in the Raizada Household. So it is actually very important for her to always look 'tip-taap' as she believes that only then, she would be accepted as a Raizada bahu if she 'looks' like it. I hope I was able to make it clear.

21. And here comes naniji. Looking for some Lakshmi.

22. Okay. So. One more thing. See how mamiji literally acts like a teenager as she kind of rebels against her order of coming down immediately. So she refuses to follow her order and tells her husband that she would arrive a few minutes later. Hmm. Speaks a lot about the kind of relation mamiji and her saas-o-maa share.

23. And look how naniji dismisses her as well saying that she isn't waiting for her but for the children.

24. See? You noticed how Bitwa tossed away Aakash's question about 'uss din wali ladki'? This also means nobody except Anjali Di know about the Lucknow fiasco. Also, look how he shook his head when Aakash offered to take legal action against her? Ufff. I will die of this protective-ness and possessive-ness already.

25. Do you too find Arnav's face particularly hot and delicious in this scene where he is talking to Aakash? Also I am kicking my legs and squealing at that dent wali line. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. God. Oh. God. Please save me.

26. And we are immediately taken to that 'uss din ladki' who has just returned from her trip to the pharmacy shop.

27. Shut up buaji. She had gone out running, only FOR YOU. Show some grateful-ness. Dammit.

28. We are again taken back to Shantivan.

29. The smart-ass Raizada brothers walk in, with full tashan. Everyone quickly dismiss themselves and nani and Arnav are left alone.

30. Wait. Look at nani's expression. Arnav gets the hint that she wants to speak to him about something. And the atmosphere quickly turns awkward as Arnav struggles to maintain small-talk. Asking about her trip and the facilities provided.

31. Nani explains him that she went to a pilgrimage, a place where one needs to do some hard work in order to receive the fruits of their prayers. Then she continues to say that this time she had gone there for him and Arnav is surprised, "Mere liye?" Look at the way he asks it. He definitely did not expect it.

32. But then nani continues to speak cryptically. "Jiss raftaar se aap chalat hain, uss raftaar per swayam ke alawa sab kuch dhundlaiye jaat hai." Arnav counters back, "Nani mujhe sab kuch saaf-saaf dikh raha hai." "Galat jagah dekh rahe hain aap. Sirf aage hi nahi nazar ghumaakar piche bhi dekh lijiye. Har pidhi aane wali pidhi ko kuch sikha ke jaat hai. Lekin jab raftaar thodi dhimi ho tabhi sahi galat ki pehchaan hui sakat hai." I want to process these lines some more then will let you know my views on this monologue.

33. Anjali di brings a white kurta for him which will undoubtedly go to the un-used collection of ethnics Arnav has.

34. She somehow senses his mood which is still sour from the lines nani spoke to him a few moments ago and the encounter he had with Khushi on the road. And di yet again reminds him of her. She tries to know about the incident but Arnav dodges it away by saying, "Kuch khaas nahi."

35. Khushi again has to bear the brunt of buaji's anger.

36. Buaji tell me one thing. Uncle ko koi uncle nahi bolega toh kya bolega. Uff. Somebody please help her.

37. And the moment she reminds her of 'paisa'. Khushi again immerses herself in the world of Laard guvunur and his pacchis hazaar(her oh-so-sweet escapism y'all ;) ).

38. Both the sisters go to the market to buy some sabzi. But Khushi cannot think anything else other than her woh. She literally said it. "Jiji WOH phirse mila tha." At this point, Khushi is just a lost case. Payal rightly points out her 'chain' has been 'chhined' by that LG.

39. Khushi explains her that her 'chain' will not be back until and unless she pays back the pacchis hazaar that she owes him.

40. Ew! Shyam enters with an umbrella. Ew. Ew. Ew. His cryptic words irks me to no extent. So maybe he had indeed planned the fight with those rogues in order to ensure that her parents would send her to Delhi. Whatever. Bye. I don't watch precaps.

P.S.: No P.S. Ghar jaao. Bye.

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[tasavvur-e-jaana]

someday I will show you my book collection and you will leave-

//

kitaabon ki almari bhari hai, nikal kar farsh par dher bikhera uss waqt jab tum laut kar nahi aaye...

socha saaf ghar aur bikhra hua dil sahi nahi lag raha.

woh almari sirf isliye sajaai thi taake tumhe impress kar sakoon-

khair,

humare genre match nahi ho paaye...

aur isliye shayad hum bhi.

//

[hand-picked-star]

My 'KHAYALI PULAO'

(These are the snippet I wanted to see in IPKKND. After every rewatch, I just close my eyes and these imaginary scenes flash through my mind like they are actual scene. I am trying to articulate them here for my future recap. so that I can read them later and also hoping that some day an AI app will come where I can input these scripts and a scene will produce from the app😁😁)

His Everything

(bolna kya sikh liya ab hume hi chup kara dete hain,khushi musing in her head, Arnav smiling at his wife's antics searched his pockets for something and brought out a small red jewellary box)

Arnav: ye hain tumari sagun,meri taraf se.(surprising khushi, a smile started to form in her lips) common open it.

Arnav: it is your gift from me (surprising khushi, a smile started to form in her lips) common open it.

(khushi opening a Jewellary box revealing a pair of dainty gold bangle inside it.simple yet so elegant.she took them in her hand and looked at Arnav)

Arnav: iske andhar khuch likha hain,see.

Arnav: there's something written inside,see.

(khushi being perplexed looking inside the band of the bangles. there written the line 'you are my everything' in simple artistic way..khushi got very emotional.the number of time she heard 'you meant nothing to me' from him.now in her bedroom,at the day of her sagun day with that very person,holding a bangle that would be her favourite that she would never take off and seeing the writings inside it, acted like a balm to a sore she didn't realize she had.On the other hand Arnav couldn't stand the emotional air any longer,he knew it would be very cheesy, but he wanted to give her someting memorable and without any further thinking went with the flow, but at this moment thinking he should have think more.he started to talk)

Arnav: itna bhi bura nehi hain jo tum isko dekhke ro do. (he took the bangles and proceed to slid them slowly in her wrist.then he took both of her hand around his waist and bring her closer making her to look up at his eyes)

Arnav: it's not that bad that you'll start crying.(he took them from her hand and proceed to slid them slowly in hers.then he took both of her hand around his waist and bring her closer making her to look up at his eyes)

Khushi: (reining her emotion and smiling through her tears) bohot accha hain.

khushi : (reining her emotion and smiling through her tears) it's very beautiful.

Arnav: ese hi ek bangle tum pehle bhi pehenti thi na? bohot din se tumari hat main nehi dekha. kya hua uska?

Arnav: a bangle like that you used to wear everyday before, you haven't wore it for long time.what happened to it?

khushi: (being surprised) upko kese pata?

khushi: (being surprised) how do you know?

Arnav: mujhe tumari har baat ki khabar rehti hain,khushi kumari gupta.

Arnav: i keep tab on everything about you, khushi kumari gupta

khushi: woh apko yaad hain ekbar humne apke office main lavanya ji ke nam pe bohot saree paude laye the?woh sab humne woh churiya bech ke kiya tha,woh meri amma ki thi.

khushi: did you remember one time I brought lots of plant in your office on behalf of lavanya ji? I brought them by selling the bangles.

Arnav:(frowning and feeling an anger forming out of irritation at the selflessness of this girl) Apni churiya bech ke?(pause) pagal ho kya tum?

Arnav: (frowning and feeling an anger forming out of irritation at the selflessness of this girl) by selling your bangles? (pause) are you mad?

Khushi : (smiling and proceed to fix his tie,pouting her lips slightly) apko toh sab pata hain na hamari bare main,par ap kya e jante hain ke apke liye hum kuch bhi kar sakte hain? hume lagta tha ke lavanya ji aur ap ek dushre se pyaar (a slight catch in her voice) karte thein aur hamare bajayse apka rista thut geya,isliye humne....(she trails off)

Khushi : (smiling and proceed to fix his tie,pouting her lips slightly) you know everything about me, huh? but do you know that I can do anything for you? I thought that you and lavanya ji loved each other (a slight catch in her voice) and because of me you two broke up. That's why I..... (she trails off)

(but Arnav was having a heart numbing realization with flashbacks of a morning in a terrace with him in a white shirt and her in a blue salwar kamiz, when she was minute away from jumping from the edge of the roof.he never gave any serious thought to this incidence,always brush aside as her childish ploys to compell him to reveal the truth of their marriage. but for the first time since that happened he was seeing the whole picture)

Arnav: (whispering) tum usdin chad pe? tum sach main kud ne wali thi? how dare you khushi?tum abhi iss (pause) bakht mujhe promise karo ke (pause) tum (pause) phir se esa karne ke baremain (pause) kabhi sochogi bhi nahi.(getting agitated by the minutes but he was whispering all of these) promise me dammit.tum esa soch bhi kese sakte ho?(still whispering)

Arnav: That day on terrace? you were serious about jumping? how dare you khushi? you right now (pause) promise me that (pause) you will never ever (pause) think about doing such thing again (getting agitated by the minutes but he was whispering all of this) promise me damn it. how can you even think about doing it? (still whispering)

khushi:( fully understand his turmoil at this moment which she wouldn't have before as she didn't know the past, place her hands on both side of his face, barely concealing her own tear, nodding her head feverantly)shhhh, hum wada karta hain.

khushi:(now fully understand his turmoil, place her hands on both side of his face, barely concealing her own tear, nodding her head feverantly)shhhh, i promise.

(Arnav drew her close to him hugging her tightly to himself, thinking how close he was to lose his everything, almost walking in the road of his late mother)

[kagazaurlafz]

Aaj fir teri tasviroon se mulaqat ho gai,

Bin kuch kahe hi un tasviroon se juri sab yaadein

Kuch ehsaas ki tarah meri Kalam se baya ho gai.

Fir wahi Teri muskurahat ko dekh hum madhosh ho gaye

Par fir soch kar ki tu ab kesi hogi yeh soch kar khamosh ho gaye,

Fir zara nazre uthi toh ja pahunchi tumhari aankhon pe,

Nihara kuch waqt toh yaad aaya

Tum toh humein chor gumh alfazo main ho gaye.

Hafto baad, dekhi teri jhalak

Noor aaj bhi tera mujhe wese hi lubhati hai.

Dikha tujhe toh chara mujhe Nasha esa

Jaa pahuchi ab dharkan'o tak is nashe ki firaq hai.

Ab main aur dub gaya hu tere pyaar ke nashile kas'sho (addiction) main

Tu mujhse dur hai, fir bhi teri tasvir dekh kyu sukun Mila mujhe is zehen main.

Teri baaton ko main bhula na paya

Teri yaadon ke shehar se kabhi juda na ho paya

Tu basi hai aaj bhi mere saanso' main

Aaj bhi tera chehra dekh kar tere hi naam ka aitbaar dorti hai meri raggo main

Akhir kyu teri yaadon se main durr bhatak na paya.

Ab tum hi batao mujhe

Kesi ruko main aapne khayalo ko

Tujhse dur hoke bhi, kese haatau main

Mere Dil se tere liye har ek kavitao ko?

Kyu tu akhir mujhe chor dur gaya todke

Mere Dil main basse afsano ko,

Akhir kyu ab bhi rok na paya mere Dil main tere saath kiye har woh batein un chaandi ratoon ko

Kya tu ayegi kabhi, waps pas mere

Kyu ki nhi hata paunga main tujhse judi pyaar ki kahaniyo ko.

Kese ruko main khud ko tere liye likhne se,

Haafte guzaar gai Teri raah dekhte huye

Par tu aya na, hai mera dil ye akela tere bina

Kyu ab lag raha hai

Tu bhul gayi mujhko apne kitaab ke bich ke panno main?

Dil karta hai, pakar lu tujhe aur lagalu gaale kaske main,

Kehdu main ki kitne roe hai tere liye ratoon main,

Ki Tera hi naam aaj bhi hai mere lafzo main,

Tu jo chali gai, ab Jo fir waps ayegi

Jane na du tujhko waps chorke mujhe kahi dur.

Kese kahu main Teri baatein hoti hai ab har ek gaazlo main

Ki tu dikhti hai, mujhe mere sapno main

Ab jo waps tu ayegi, toh gale se laga lunga aur

Jane na du tujhko waps chorke mujhe kahi dur.

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[devspeaks]

Aadha adhure khayal

Aadhe adure sawaal

Aadhe se iraade

Aadhe adhoore kuch fariyaad

Aadhe se kuch hum

Tum bin kya kaha kaise jee rehe hai hum

Aadhe se kuch sapne

Jinme aadhi si reh gayi wo baat

Aadhi si phir se reh gayi mulakaat

Puri ho na jaane kab ho apni baat

Aadhe se wo sawaal

Jinke adhoore hi reh jaane hain jawaab…

Phir bhi ek kosish humne chedi hai

Yeh waqt kuch aise tham jaaye

Aur woh ghadi sirf meri aur teri hai

Par ilm hai hamein iss baat ka bhi

Ki waqht ki fitrat me hai chalte jana

Na wakht ne hai rukna

Na humne hai milna

Zindagi ki is gaadi ko hai yunhi chalte chale jana

Par dua hai iss dil ki

Aap sada hasna, muskurana

Aur jab kabhi hamari yaadein zehen me dastak de jaayen

To meethe se nagme ki tarah

Hamare naam ka koi geet gunguna jana

Haan aur ek baat yaad rakhna

ki koi deewana sa tha hai aur rehega intezaar mein tere

Aur Kabhi gujre hum aapke khayal mein phir se wohi milenge intezaar mein tere

Wohi waqt wohi ghadi aur wohi Dil liye

Ki tu wapis aaye humare zindagi mein iss tereh

Jahan aapka waqt dil aur aap ho sirf humare liye

Jahan aapka waqt dil aur aap ho sirf humare liye.....

[wojosubahjaldinahiuthti]

Maine jo kuchh bhi socha hua hai

main woh waqt aane pe kar jaunga,

Tum mujhe zeher lagti ho

aur mai kisi din tumhein pi ke marr jaunga.

(Poetic rizz)

main sharma jaongi 😳😳🫶🏼🫶🏼

Zeher nahi, amrit samajhkar pi jao,

Hum toh bane hain ek dosre ke saath jeene ke liye.

(weird poetic rizz)

[phuljari]

social media au! part 5

summary : khushi is a model and influencer; arnav just seems to stumble upon her profile one day— not so much by accident. (or what if khushi fell in love at first sight?)

warnings : hindi mostly, online stalker!shyam, FLIRTING

a/n : i am...trying something new (by using the word prompts) #IPK 13th Anniversary Fiesta @arshifiesta

iMessage

Unknown: Tum theek ho?

Unknown: Khushi???

Khushi: who's this?

Unknown: Arnav Singh Raizada 😒

Khushi: haan toh muh kyu bigaad rahe hain aap?

Khushi: accha ab samjhi, jiska naam hi aisa ho... 😂😂

Arnav: Haha

Arnav: Matlab tum theek hi ho. Fine, gtg, ttyl

Khushi: arrre

Khushi: aise kaise???

Khushi: aapki wajah se chot lagi hai!! hello!!

Arnav: Meri nahi, tumhari bewkoofi ki wajah se lagi hai

Arnav: Who told you to wear heels? On concrete??

Khushi: your stylist 😭😭

Khushi: 🤔🤔

Arnav: Kya?

Khushi: hum toh aapko puchna hi bhool gaye

Khushi: why were you at the photoshoot today?

Arnav: 😒

Khushi: kya? jawab dijiye!

Arnav: Leave it

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titaliya_k when you're doing a photoshoot outdoors and injure yourself

p.c. @/payaliyaa for accidentally snapping this when she was actually trying to snap the pic of the bruise to show mom

btw heels from @/ardesignhouse's spring collection if you're wondering 😌

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nandiii Khushi ji! Ye kya hua aapko?? Are you okay?

⤷titaliya_k i'm fine now, nanhe ji <3

⤷gulabo_devyani Bitiya. Aap. Kuch din. Shantivan. Aaye. E haalat. Maa. Akele. Rehna Theek. Nahi. HAI

⤷titaliya_k aree nani ji! hum bilkul theek hai, aap chinta mat kijiye! jiji hai na!

⤷aakash_r Nahi Khushi ji, Aise nahi chalega. Humari galti ki wajah se chot lagi aapko. You have to give us the chance to make it up to you!

⤷hari_prakash Hum aapki poori khatidari karenge didi!

⤷hari_prakashkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

⤷hellohibyebye jaroor tumrhi taang aayi hogi phati saree ma, hello hi bye bye

payaliyaa Chutki! Chot lagi hai, ye bhi kya sabko batane ki cheez hai?

⤷titaliya_k jiji tum kaam pe dhyan do, kya baar baar phone dekhti rehti ho 😒

⤷payaliyaa You tagged me???

hayerenandkishorekaahai HAYE RE NANDKISHOR E KAA HAI SANKA DEVI

hayerenandkishorekaahai KAA KAR BAITHI HO AB TUM HAIN?? JAB DEKHO TAB TITALIYA KE JAISAN PHUDAKTI REHTI HO hayerenandkishorekaahai TUMHARI AMMA KITNI PARESHAAN HAI, PHONE TOH UTHAI LYO U KA hayerenandkishorekaahai SHASHI BABUA KO BUKHAR HUI GAYA HAI AB TUMHARI AMMA LUCKNOW SE DELHI NAHI AA SAKAT

hayerenandkishorekaahai TOH U HUMKA JAANE KO BOLI HAI

hayerenandkishorekaahai TUMHRE GHAR KA PATA TOH BHEJO

usershyam Oh no Khushiji! Aap theek toh hai? Hum aapke liye ek khaas malam bhej te hai, zaroor lagayega!

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shyamjha Khushi ji ek baar humara call toh utha leti, aap se kitne baate karni hai, aapke haal chal puchne hai. Hume aapki kitni chinta ho rahi hai aapko pata bhi hai?

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shyamjha Aur ye kon hai jisne aapko apni bahoon me uthaya hai 😠😠

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theshyamjha Humse ab bardasht nahi ho raha Khushi ji! Aap jawab nahi dengi toh humein hi kuch karna padega!

amanmathur Sir??

user1 omg who's this handsome hunk khushi?

⤷user2 I've heard she's dating her boss

⤷user1 ewwww whooo????

⤷user2 @/arnavsinghraizada

⤷user1 ngl if i was her i'd date him too

user3 So happy for you guys!!

iMessage

Khushi: * screenshot attached*

Payal: 🤣🤣🤣

Payal: Buaji insta pe? 🤭🤭

Khushi: dekho na jiji, ab inko mana kaise karein?

Payal: Ruko hum Maa se baat karte hain

Khushi: woh toh humne kab ki karli

Khushi: papa ka bukhar utar gaya hai par unko zaroorat hai maa ki

Khushi: aur hum bole ki humari jiji hai na, par maa ne daant diya bilkul

Khushi: ki nai, ab toh buaji hi aayengi

Khushi: jiji, ab tum hi kuch karo varna humara hai re nandkishor ho jana pakka hai 😭😭😭

Payal: Are Khushi, buaji aayengi toh accha hi hai na, ab mai tumhe sambhalu ya phir ye sab inquires?

Payal: Aur tumhe pata haina ki papa Abhishek se baat karne pe kitna zor de rahe hai

Payal: Wo bhil milne bulate rehte hain, ab hum isme tumhara dhyan kab rakhenge?

Payal: Phir bhi ek baar baat karte hai hum Maa se

Khushi seen

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Khushi: * screenshot attached*

Khushi: ab iska kya matlab hai??

Lavanya: Kiska?

Khushi: that eye roll emoji

Lavanya: Kaha?

Khushi: yaar screenshot bheja hai, khol toh sahi 😭

Lavanya: Oh haan, ek min

Lavanya: OMG ASR LIKES YOUUU

Lavanya: LOOK AT THOSE WORRYING TEXTS OMGOMG

Lavanya: CAN YOU BE MORE IN LOVE??

Khushi: hein

Lavanya: You're so stupid Khushi, I feel bad for you sometimes lol

Khushi: what did i miss? 👀

Lavanya: Arey! He came to the photoshoot for you!

Khushi: 😮

Khushi: that.... makes sense? lol

Khushi: omg he was worried for me

Khushi: and i completely ruined it 😭😭😭

Lavanya: You still have time to make it better, RUN!

Khushi seen

(1) message from thekhushigupta

thekhushigupta sent you a post by titaliya_k

arnavsinghraizada ???

thekhushigupta dekho dekho

arnavsinghraizada And?

thekhushigupta yaar aap bhi kam stupid nahi ho

thekhushigupta you know that it's you carrying me right?

arnavsinghraizada Where's this conversation going again? I have more important things to do than stare at your instagram post

thekhushigupta lolol you're so old for calling it "instagram"

thekhushigupta probably shouldn't offend you when i'm literally tryna apologize

thekhushigupta so okay, i understood why you were there at the photoshoot

thekhushigupta so i shared this pic because see closely neeche

thekhushigupta there are two hearts

arnavsinghraizada And why was I at the photoshoot?

thekhushigupta because you have nothing better to do? 😂😂

thekhushigupta no lol i prolly shouldn't joke

thekhushigupta you were there

thekhushigupta for me?

arnavsinghraizada You're still doubting that?

thekhushigupta no no you were definitely there for me! istg idk how i would've survived without you

arnavsinghraizada Ms. Gupta, that's a bit much don't you think?

thekhushigupta really? i legit posted heart emojis over a pic of you carrying me in your arms and you think this is too much

arnavsinghraizada seen

thekhushigupta arey yaar, interesting baatein hoti hai tabhi you leave me on read

thekhushigupta wtf arnav come back

thekhushigupta arnav

thekhushigupta arnav

thekhushigupta arnav jiiiiii

arnavsinghraizada WHAT THE

arnavsinghraizada Why is my brother calling me to ask you to move to Shantivan till your injury heals??

thekhushigupta 🫢

arnavsinghraizada Oh no, wait, he's asking not only for you but for Payal as well

thekhushigupta ooo someone has a crushhh

thekhushigupta chup reh khushi 🤦‍♀️

arnavsinghraizada You know that I can read this monologue of yours right?

thekhushigupta 😭😭😭😭 nooooooo

thekhushigupta but but

thekhushigupta do you think i can?

thekhushigupta i really really really don't want my buaji to come toh delhi

arnavsighraizada Of course you can

thekhushigupta really? are you sure?

arnavsinghraizada Yes, I'm coming to pick you up at 6 so be ready

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instantbollywood

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instantbollywood Fashion icon #KhushiGupta shares a mysterious pic from her personal profile in which Arnav Singh Raizada (AR Design's founder) is carrying her in his arms after a photoshoot mishap. Was is really a mishap, or is something else brewing between them?

user1 Noooooooo

user2 ngl this pic is bomb tho

user3 Kya sexy legs hai yaar 😍

user4 superb❤️❤️🔥🔥

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Khushi: kitne weird hai aap

Khushi: you dropped me at your place and then went to office again

Arnav: Urgent meeting, I told you no?

Khushi: haan par,,,,

Khushi: without giving me a goodbye kiss? 😩

Khushi: your mamiji is weirddddddd, she keeps calling me phati saree

Arnav: Mai weird. Mami ji weird. Hum sab weird hai, okay?

Khushi: 😂😂

Khushi: charming

Khushi: that you can joke

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Khushi: *attached image*

Khushi: me waiting for you to get homeee

Khushi: and kiss these lips 🫦

Arnav: Oh

Khushi: *attached image*

Khushi: shab-e-intizaar

Arnav: On my way darling

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Unknown: Khushi ji

Unknown: Khushji agar aap yahan bhi jawaab nahi dengi toh hume kuch galat karne pe majboor kardengi

Unknown: Khushi ji, hum aapke pyaar me fanaa ho chuke hai

Unknown: Bohot aage nikal gaye hain hum

Unknown: Ab agar aap jawab nahi dengi toh hum kuch kar baithenge

Unknown: *attached image*

TBC

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[elvenladysakura]

"No, Charu, you don't understand. I'll never forget. I'll always look for you - in every thought, every pause between thoughts. I'll keep looking over my shoulder, I'll keep coming back until one day, one day, you'll let me stay."

"Tum - tum aisa nahi kar sakte - Anir - Anirban!"

"Now don't misunderstand," he says with a ghost of his mischievous smile. "Tum na mila toh mar gaya. Tum jeet gayi main haar gaya. You kept saying you don't- you can't- you will never love me. Chalo phir maan gaya. I won't ask again. I promise."

"Ani-"

"Tum karo na karo mujhe toh kud se pyaar hai. Main ab iss uljhan mein jeena nahi chahta. Tum mera sauda karo yeh mujhe manzoor nahi. Toh lo. Let us put an end to it. Let us put an end to it all.

"Let us not meet again."

His head is still heavy in her lap, her fingers still locked in his mattered hair, his blood on her face, on her forehead, all over her. Fresh tears streaked through its brilliant and stubborn red, washing it away, diluting it until it faded into palest of stains.

Charu wipes at her eyes with the back of her hand furiously.

"I'll bring help. I'll save you. I won't let you go. I won't. I can't. I -"

He holds her by her wrist, holds fast enough for the first few of her bangles to crack. That bloodied grin on his face had grown mocking.

"Durga ke liye?"

He coughs, air makes a painful wheezing in his wind pipes.

"Tumhare dil mein kaha kissi ke liye pyaar honga, tumhe Durga se fursat hi kahan?"

"Let me go Anirban - I - I'll-"

"Didn't you tell me its wrong not to love someone who loves so much? To let them live without their fair share of love? Kya woh sirf Durga ke liye sach hai?"

"Anirban main tum se -"

"Pyaar nahi karti. Pata hai. I'm not enough. Pata hai. Then let me go, Charu. Let me go. It hurts to be half loved. It hurts to live like this. See you everyday and to know that you are mine but not mine. She's not mine but is mine. Main kud apna nahi raha. Ab iss Dard se aur guzara nahi hota."

"Anirban-"

"Tumhari kaanoon toh gunegaron ko bhi ek aakhri ichcha mangne ka mauka dete hai na? Toh humein bhi do, humari joh bhi ghuna rahi ho. Saza e maut se badi toh koi saza nahi suna sakti tum. You can't sentence anyone to live. Aur humari aakhri guzarish yahi hai."

The sob breaks through her now. Her hands warm with blood and his words drowning out with his own breath, Charu knows the battle is lost.

"Aur mera aakhri ichcha yahi hai."

Over and above them the storm ranges, bringing with it the first snow in decades over Darjeeling.

"Tumhare saat jee nahi sakta par - tumhare bahon mein - Mar- ar toh sakta hoon, na?"

"Nahi," the word stutters in her mouth. "Nahi."

"Tum mujhe chod kar nahi jaa sakte. Sab - sab chale jaate hai. M-ma - baa-baapu - aur ab - ab -t-tum -"

He brushes a thumb over the word.

"I never wanted to. But you did. Tum humesha yahi chahti thi na. Bhagvaan tumhari sunli. Mujhse chutkara dediya."

"Anirban."

"And you have your family now. Your sister. Your Durga.

"You have everything. Mujhe apne zindagi se kuch pal nahi de sakti? Pyaar nahi toh kya - hum dost toh the na?"

"Let me go Anirban. Let me save you. Let me -"

"Stay with me. Stay with me. Stay Charu. Stay."

He is no longer holding her, it's she who gathers him close, her frame shaking with sobs and making him tremble too. Anirban presses his head against the rhythm of her pulse, it takes effort and he feels nauseous, still there is a peace upon him. He closes his eyes to the thrum of her heart, the ripples of her breath.

"Stay," his lips form the word soundlessly, face cradled by her palms. "I want to sleep. I don't want to think anymore. I don’t want to fight anymore. Stay. Stay - Charu. Cha - ru. Cha..."

"ANIRBAN!"

*

They snatch him from her arms, cruelly, mercilessly - so thoughtless that it makes her screach.

"No. No - I have to stay with him. I have to protect him. I - he wanted me to stay."

Heedless. They are heedless. They don't understand.

"Durga karengi." Someone says. "Durga usski rakshakavach hai. Durga -"

"Durga unki kuch nahi hai!" The words spill forth in a spell of rage and self loathing fury. They could hold her back, tie her down, she would not care. "Kuch nahi hai! Unki patni main hoon. Anirban ki shaadi mere saat hui thi!"

"Has this girl lost her mind?"

She's painted in his blood, blinded by her own tears and Charu doesn't pause to think if she truly looked like a mad woman raging as she turned upon the only woman who knew what she was talking about.

"Masi ma! Tell them the truth! Tell them!" Charu takes hold of the older woman and shakes her. "Tell them!" She sobs. "Tell them before they take him. Please don't let them take him away. Anirban didn't want to go. Aap - aap hi ne kaha tha na? Mujhe - mujhe unke saat rehena hai? Mujhe - unki raksha karna hai? Woh log une le jaa raha hai Masi ma. Anirban ko nahi jaana tha. Une rokiye, une Sach bata dijiye! Une rokiye! Mere pati ko - mere pati ko le jaane mat dijiye."

She falls on her knees keening, until the older woman collapses beside her, claps her in her arms.

"Shona! Charu - shona meri baat sun. Meri baat -"

"Anir! Anir! Masi ma stop them - stop them - please!"

Sampurna cups her face, stills her trembling urgency. Her own eyes swimming, her own mouth quivering she raises a hand and deliberately wipes the blood streaking- half dry on her parting.

"N-nahi."

Sampurna bites back a sob of her own and shakes her head, holds her girl closer and rocks gently.

Dragging a shaky inhale, she looks at the others watching them suspiciously.

"She's telling the truth," she keeps it short, passing many shocked faces her eyes find Durga's. The shock has paled her, her hands tremble, her eyes fill. Sampurna drags another tortured breath, holds one grieving girl in her arms and stretches out a hand for the other; the collateral damage of that one wrong decision. "Durga...?"

Durga doesn't move, doesn't take that offered arm.

"Then, woh sab Sach tha? What Latika Ji aur Chumki were saying? How could you Masi ma? Why would you make me live with my sister's husband?"

She lets the disgust take over and turns away from her, just as the Banerjees work out their own fury.

"Do you realize what you did - Sampurna ji? You - you are responsible for this! Humara beta - our heir - we did tell you how important it was for his wife to -"

"As if you people were any better!" For the first time in her life Rajshri raises her voice. "Apart from wanting to keep him alive so that you have a heir on display, did you even consider Dada to be a human? Did you consider he had a heart and it was being broken all over every day? Aap sab ko apni izzat ki, pratishta ki padi thi! Aap sab - aap sab ne milkar dada ka iss haal kiya hai!"

"Rajshri -!"

The accusations is a hum around her, a hum of angry bees, stinging, scratching - Charu wants to scream. They still did not care. Still, all they wanted was to pass the blame on to somebody and wash their hands off. Wash - hands -

She looks down at hers, still caked with his blood.

He had always saved her, always been there, even if she kept running from him and the truth. Now that she was screaming the truth, demanding it to be accepted, the one man who would have lived had she dared to raise her voice before, the one man who would have supported her without a question - he was no more.

It claws at her, the realization.

They weren't worried about the swap at the wedding anymore because she was a bloody Roy Chaudhary. But Anirban had loved her before that, when she was just Charu.

He had proved her innocence when she was just a convict on parole. He had given her proof to win against his father when she was merely grasping at straws during her first trial. He'd asked her to rip out his heart and see, measure the truth of his feelings for her.

She'd dismissed him. Broken him over and over again. He'd been patient, he'd been trusting, he'd always been more than she had deserved. She'd driven him to the end of his patience, refusing to see anything beyond her unquestionable loyalty to Durga.

She'd driven him to death, simply in seek of peace from her.

The chaos around her fades into a dull hum as Charu shrugs off Masi Ma's consoling hand. She walks away from them on unsteady feet, another monster among the monsters, who saw nothing beyond her own purpose.

He'd come here running from her.

"Tum mujhse yeh paap nahi karwa sakti," he'd told her, his voice had trembled with the weight of it. "I'm not my father - I'm not him! My mother had died knowing that there had never been a single day when he'd been faithful to her, when he'd been true to his vows. His betrayal had killed him. Aur tum! Meri patni ho kar - yeh chahti ho ke main Durga ke saat -" he swallows his own bitterness. "Mare aur Durga ke beech kuch nahi hone wala. Suna tum ne? Kuch nahi. Explain it however you will. Tell her whatever lies you want. I am not going to take part in this dirty game of yours."

"Agar yeh mera haq hai toh main -"

He'd pressed a finger to her mouth, effectively shutting her up. It was not the usual playful gesture she'd remembered from before, no, it was the fury that drove him.

"Haq lene ke liye haq dena bhi pad tha hai," he tells her slowly, allowing his breath to fan over her. "Jab tumne mujhe koi haq diya hi nahi toh tumhara kaisa haq?"

"Tum kya chahte ho Anirban?"

"Let me be!" He tells her wearily. "Mera peecha karna chod do. Nahi aane wala main. Nahi maanne wala. Chale jaao. Aur Agar tumhe meri zindagi main nahi aana hai toh, mere zaamne bhi mat aaya karo. Chale jaao! Chale jaao!"

Had he stood by his word, he'd have lived. But he'd come to save her, despite all the cracks and thorns between them, he'd come when nobody else did, when it was her life that Chumki and her mother had wanted to take.

He'd come and saved her, left her to stew in the realization of her mistakes. She had let it happen thinking her death would have saved all the problems, taken out the obstacle between Durga and her happy ending - Anirban and his conscience - with her gone, nothing would have stopped them.

But she'd forgotten, some cruel fate had bound her life to his, made her his raison d'etre. And he'd taken the doom meant for her, knowingly, purposely, while making certain she remained unscathed in his arms.

"This," he'd said, "is the only possible ending to us. Because I'll never forget. I'll always look for you - in every thought, every pause between thoughts. I'll keep looking over my shoulder, I'll keep coming back until one day, one day, you'll let me stay. Today, you'll let me stay - won't you - Charu?"

A stone in her path makes her stumble and she collapses on her feet.

"Anirban..." it starts as a whisper.

Today, she'll burn the heavens and raise the hell if it meant that he'll stay. That he'll come back.

The futility of it burns her, the loss eats her through. None of these people she'd have died for, none of them loved her as she was - no, being Devi meant something to them, being Roy Chaudhary's daughter meant something to them. Not to him, never to him. And he'd died for her, for Charu. She'd lost him to her own foolishness.

"Anir!"

The cry is torn from her, for every unspoken word that has turned into acid on her tongue, for all the times she could have called out and he'd have just returned to her.

"ANIR...!"

Her hands fist on the dirt, the sand cutting into her skin. Now he no longer heard. No longer looked over his shoulder. No longer came running.

She chokes on that name now, the tears running free, the sobs making her drown on her own follies, it has become a broken chant, the name she'd die calling.

"Anir...Anir...Anir!"

*

They find a new topic for their war of tug soon. Where would she go, to the Roy Chaudharys to be their Devi, newly found or to the Banerjees to be their Bahu, the last link to their departed son.

Charu goes to neither.

In his last ditch attempt to escape the mockery she'd made of their lives Anirban had made a home in Darjeeling, where he'd told her she'd be only welcome if she came to accept their reality.

It is home to him in a way the Banerjee haveli had never been. It feels home to her too, in a way no place had ever done. She doesn't bother to explain why. She doesn't bother to find out. The time stands still there, a soft fire burning in the fireplace, scent of its wood filling the house, an open book with his place marker still in place, his favorite record in the gramophone - as if, her heart clenches painfully at the thought - as if he'd left in a hurry, meaning to come back, as if - he'd walk in any moment.

As if the very house stood on that hope, existing for him to come back, feed that fire, read that book, hum along with that record.

It's a world full of him, world he had wanted to, yearned to share with her. She drowns herself in it now, discovering him a little every day, falling a little deeper in love every day, breaking slowly apart with each day.

Charu wouldn't call it a penance, for Anirban wouldn't have punished her, wouldn't have wished pain upon her even when she'd been cutting him upon on a daily basis. No, it is no punishment. It is learning, in grief and loss she learns how beautiful life could have been, how simple - how joyous. And how shallow and empty it was now.

Who if left, she is cordial to them, but distant. She couldn't see either family without thinking how attached she'd been to them once, the idea of them loving her, that she'd openly ignored the hurt she'd been causing on him, the hurt they'd been causing on him.

She couldn't love them the way he had yearned to be loved, knowing he'd died for it and still did not get an iota from her.

She learns, she works and she wins most of the time. But it never leaves that sweet taste in her mouth which her first victory had given, when he'd been there to take her in his arms and hear her gloat about her achievement.

She never dines with others. The invitations she get she declines them.

Her evenings have a patten, the fire, the book, that soft music of his favorite record. She dines in silence, in her heart she tells him all the little happenings of her day.

She becomes a senior member of the bar. Gets appointed to the bench. Serves a term and steps down when it becomes too much of a stress. The Darjeeling law school seeks her out, it suits her just as well. The youth in her classes inspire her, reminds her of her own hot blooded days. She remembers each student she ever teaches for she tells all about them to him in the evenings.

They make her their first female Dean, an achievement that she knows would have made him happy. His Charu was not just Charu anymore, but senior Counsel Charu; with three books on jurisprudence to her name. She signs her name as Charu Anirban Banerjee, and finds a little solace everytime she sees their names together, entwined in a way they'd never been.

The years go by. She never forgets. She never forgives herself.

When Dadi passes away, Charu is in London, she never manages to come and see the woman in her last days. They never call her when Abhiroop dies, breaking his heart over how his most adored younger son was ruining his name and reputation.

Charu remains by her side during Masi Ma's last days. In her delirium, the woman keeps apologising to her, asking her to forgive her, forget this mistake she'd made, get married again. She tells her nothing, just that she'd married once - and it's enough for a lifetime.

Durga doesn't talk to her for years, furious over what a mockery she'd made of their lives, just like Anirban had warned she would. They make up at Masi Ma's deathbed, become tentative sisters - but never grow as close as they'd once been.

That is another loss she mourns, but not every day, like the living breathing wound on her heart that Anirban had left.

Charu lives through all the losses she'd once thought she wouldn't be able to take. Takes all the separations, deaths, and distances she'd once feared to imagine.

Durga passes away two years after she'd been made Dean of that law school. The winter's been hard on her, her son tells Charu over the phone. Yet, she died happily, after seeing the third of her grandsons being born.

The winter is hard on her too, and she couldn't travel - They do not wait for her.

Finally, half a century later - she's the only living breathing person who'd remember Anirban Banerjee. Who'd seen the way sunlight played with his hair, who'd known that no photograph of him did justice to the way his eyes sparkled with mischief. Who'd known his friendship, his fierce loyalty, his kind heart - his potent love.

The fire still burned, the book was still marked, she puts the record again, the soft notes chasing one another.

"It's just you and me now, Anir," she whispers to the dancing shadows of the firelight. Her voice long grown raspy with the age. "And I'm tired today."

She hums along the tune, takes a mock turn around the room. It's a music of a slow dance, she'd seen the actual performance once in London.

There's a hand on her shoulder, warm and light as it had always been in her dreams. She jerks and whips around, eyes widening in surprise.

"Tum? Yahaan? Kaise?"

The firelight highlights coppers and golds in his hair, brandished the lines of his face in molded fire. His eyes are dark, full of that mischievous spark, his mouth crooked into a sideways grin.

"Kaha tha na tum se - pyaar hoon. Kabhi bhi kahi bhi ho jaata hoon," his grin deepens as he draws her closer, his breath on her face is warm. "Kyun? Tumhe bhi ho gaya na?"

She closes her eyes to a surprised smile, draws in a lung full of that unforgettable scent, beneath her palm his heart beats, her own feels younger by decades - enlivened by some witchcraft.

She doesn't think. She doesn't fight. He reaches over and presses a kiss to her wrinkled brow.

"Haan," she sighs. A woman finally home, a woman finally forgiven. "Haan. Haan."

**

[hi-avathisside]

Gup-chup baatein, tumhari aur meri . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Tumhara aaj phone aaya, aur main painting kar rahi thi, tumne pooche "kya kar rahi hai?" maine kaha "painting" "achha toh main baad main phone karu?" maine kaha "nahi nahiii" and you started laughing. Humari bohot dinon se theek se baat nahi hui thi toh aaj tumhari aawaaz sunkar achha laga. Hum ek doosre ke baare main baat krne lage, idhar udhar ki, aur mera dhyaan sirf tumhari awaaz, aur tumhari uss hasi par tha. Itni pyaari hasi kisi ki ho sakti hai bhala? Aur phir hum dresses ki baat krne age. Kuch dinonn pehle maine tumhe bataya tha ki ek black dress mangaayi hai, toh tumne kaha tha, ki mujhe photo zaroor bhejiyo, Aur mere paas shabd nahi the bolne ki, itni mushkil se ek "mmhm" bol paayi, aur aaj tumhe woh dress yaad thi.

maine kaha ki woh toh nahi aayi abhi lekin ek aur dress hai, green colour ki, shirt jaisi hai, aur mujhe pata hai ki tum muskura rahi thi, jab main tumhe apni dress ke baare main bata rahi thi, tum mujhe soch rahi thi. Uske baad tum mujhe apni dress ke baare main bata rahi thi, pink colour, black flowers, aur mera dil maano "haaaayeee" kehkar yoon udd rha ho. Fir maine tumhe apni ek aur dress ke baare main bataya, aur tumne kaha ki "kabhi pehen kar bhi dikhaya kar na, pehen kar aaiyo na agle hafte." aur mere paas fir, koi shabd nahi the, tumne kaha, arey sharma kyon rahi hai, woh bhi ab, sab toh tune mujhe bata rakha hai apni zindagi ke baare main, ab kya sharma rahi hai?" main hasne lagi, aur tum bhi hasne lagi, fir tumne kaha ki "pleasee pehen kar aaiyo na woh dress" aur phir maine kaha, nahi, kehna chaha tha, lekin kuch keh nahi paayi, sirf "mmhmm" kar paayi.

kaash main tumhe bata paati ki main kyon sharma rahi hoon, kyon tumhare kuch shabdo se meri dhadhkan tej ho gayi, aur kyon main kuch bol nahi paayi

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