#akash singh raizada

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one thing about ipkknd that will always make me mad is payal putting up with manorama and akash being such a mama's boy after their marriage. like girl stAND UP!!! payal deserved to speak up and tell manorama off and idr it ever happening!! why did akash never really look like he was trying to stand up for payal despite him professing so much undying love for payal?? it makes me mad every single time.

[ipkkndlovescenes]

Akash&Payal

Akash & Payal

aka Payesh...

Parallel leads  Payal & Akash's storyline was added in as a zest. It was like them, fresh air to the intense love saga. It was used correctly and really developed the Arnav & Khushi storyline in a different dimension but attached to Payesh's story. It even connected and created some frustrations for Shyam as well unintentionally.

 The two are like sweet and spice roles with their own background music...a pretty soothing one...Hey, Hey...Ho Ho... 

In fact, I would love to say that they played an instrumental role in orchestrating Arshi's life together. Payal loved her sister, Khushi... whereas Akaash had a great way of dealing with ASR in his own sweet and calm way. He showed a genuine fondness for Khushi even when things were wrong. I'd love to see him develop a very open brotherly affection for KKG, but CVc did not deliver that.

Before Marriage

Akash is the soft-spoken type and Payal hardly spoke, and all. Arnav & Khushi portrayed passion, whereas CVs initially used Payash to add cuteness to the drama. Akash and Payal didn't really need any words to describe... they both communicated with their eyes as well.

 Akash's simple and ordinary looks and Payal's shyness reflected through her eyes were just beautiful touches... they seemed very similar to Arshi are opposites but carried their own incomparable charm!!

The drama at the cliff brought these two together, later Arshi will be on the same cliff but with a whole lot new level of intensity

After Marriage

I would love to see Akash come out of that mummy's boy shell after his marriage and get his act together to be his own man. He did show us some backbone initially, but it went down the drain after a while, and his silence made it difficult for Payal to take her place in that house peacefully, especially with Manorama. A typical sas bahu drama it became. As many characters of IPK lost their originality, Payesh were the same.

 Yet, I knew this side of the story showed a typical Indian man who shows no difference from the herd of this imperial men society. Payal and Akash provided a gorgeous contrast to the story before and after marriage. The couple set each other off, and I thought the show underestimated the value they could have with these two as a second lead.

I'm certainly not talking about hour-long stares but some good character development with both. Payal and Akash in the Gupta and Raizada house provided a pivotal benefit to the show. They possibly allowed the hate/love track to be extended more constructively later.

Their relationship felt incomplete to me, leaving me with this thirst to know more...

Forgot to mention

Akash has his fav color, Pink and all the colors belong to the pink family.

Wearing the same here, but seems like it is reflecting a dangerous color for Mamiji🤣

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[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

IPKKND OS: Slip of Tongue

Sangeet was supposed to be a friendly family ritual.

A charming little dance competition between the bride's and groom's sides - a harmless pre-wedding tradition to bond, laugh, and mildly embarrass oneself on stage while attempting vaguely synchronized Bollywood moves.

Again, that's what it was supposed to be.

Until Arnav Singh Raizada decided to turn it into Dance India Dance: Apocalypse Edition over a mere challenge by Khushi Kumari Gupta.

Who now stood in the middle of Shantivan’s garden, lehenga flaring, bangles clinking with her hands on hips, chin jutted out and eyes ablaze with moral indignation.

"You are a cheater!" she yelled at his back.

Arnav Singh Raizada didn’t bother to look up from his phone.

“This is a family dance competition!” Khushi yelled again.

“Yeah, excuse me-,” Arnav signaled NK, "NK please tell her it's a competition and Khushi... try to keep up.”

Khushi gasped at his insult. Trust Arnav to find inventive ways of ridiculing her!

"Haan Nanheji, what else can a talentless man do?" Khushi smiled as Arnav stiffened, turned slowly toward her, arms folded, jaw sharp enough to slice through the tension.

Now, she had his attention.

"Excuse me?" he said, like her accusation had personally offended his entire bloodline.

The said bloodline had stopped whatever they were doing in the name of dancing and watched the battle that was yet to begin.

Khushi marched toward him, dupatta flying like a battle flag. "You’ve flown in professional choreographers and actors for Jiji's wedding?! Who does that? It’s a wedding, not Jhalak Dikhhla Ja!"

Arnav took a single step forward and stopped her march, his eyes zeroed straight on hers.

The intensity always, always, threw her off.

But it was not the time to think of those things. Her accusations had barely begun!

Regaining her composure she began her tirade, "So what’s next, backup dancers in silver jumpsuits? Fireworks? Smoke machines?!"

"You're overreacting," Arnav replied, going back to his phone for a message from Aman.

"Oh, am I?" she snatched his phone. "You are not even calling actors who are Jiji and Jijaji's favorite - no, no you're straight up calling Hrithik Roshan AND Shahid Kapoor to perform in OUR SANGEET FROM YOUR END. HOW DARE YOU! HEY DEVI MAIYYA THEY ARE NOT EVEN FAMILY."

"Do they remember it's our sangeet?" Akash whispered to Payal.

"Akash ji, I don't think they even remember this is our wedding." Payal replied, hoping Buaji isn't around to whack Khushi for yelling at Arnav.

Even if he deserved it.

"Khushi, just accept that you're afraid of losing." Arnav grabbed both her wrists with one hand, plucked his phone from her fingers and smirked at Khushi, who had turned red in rage.

Khushi scoffed, and freed her hands from his. "Oh it's not me who is afraid of losing. Because you wouldn’t need to ‘win’ so desperately by hiring others if you could actually dance. Admit it. You’ve got two left feet and a fragile ego."

He stepped closer, just enough to crowd her personal space - not that Khushi ever backed down.

"You think I can’t beat you on that stage?" he said, nostrils flaring at her insult.

"You?" She laughed. "Even Lakshmi ji can dance better than you-" on cue, the goat blared nearby. Arnav, for once, really craved a mutton biryani. Khushi gave Lakshmi a high five in the air.

Arnav's jaw twitched. "Khushi-"

"What?"

"On that stage, I could you eat you out in a sec-"

His mouth clamped shut a second too late.

Silence.

A pause.

Then, full stop.

Arnav’s breath caught.

His eyes widened fractionally.

Khushi blinked.

Arnav blinked.

They blinked at each other.

The world froze. Akash looked like he'd swallowed his own tongue. Payal had turned a curious shade of crimson. Anjali faintly murmured, “Not like this Chhote...” NK wheezed with barely-contained laughter.

Khushi's mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again like a dying fish.

Then - in what could only be described as a tactical retreat - Arnav turned on his heel and walked away.

-- -- --

Arnav didn’t sleep that night. He lay awake in his room, staring at the ceiling like it had wronged him.

He tried to be logical. Maybe she didn’t know what it meant.

Maybe she was just embarrassed because he’d shouted something vaguely weird in public.

Maybe—

No.

Khushi, had very briefly, looked at his lips before he left.

He had heard the slightest, softest gasp.

Which was worse - making an image lodge itself in his brain.

Khushi.

Under him.

Eyes dark.

Lips parted.

Calling his name. In soft, sweet, gasps.

He flung a pillow over his face.

This was torture.

-- -- --

The next morning, the rest of the family acted like nothing had happened - bless their collective denial.

But Khushi?

She acted like he was contagious.

If he stepped into the kitchen, she evaporated. If he glanced at her across the room, she snapped her head away like he was staring into her soul.

And while ignorance was bliss, a part of him felt like an apology was due. Even if that apology was like a thousand thorns on his tongue.

He wouldn't want to embarrass Khushi in public.

-- -- --

Khushi drowned herself in jalebis. Walked into a tree. Told Payal she was just “hot” when she was visibly sweating bullets.

“We need to talk,” Arnav said - having appeared from nowhere. How does he keep doing that?

Khushi spun, startled. "Talk?"

"About yesterday."

"What are you even talking about?" she said, too fast. Too fake. Arnav rolled his eyes at her terrible lie.

"Khushi, you know what I meant.”

Her eyes narrowed. Her cheeks flushed.

And then she exploded.

“Is that what you want?! A girl who doesn’t know anything? A clueless little thing you can shock and corrupt and then brag about? Is that your thing, Arnav Singh Raizada?!”

He took a sharp step back. “What the f—? No!”

“You want some poor naive girl who doesn’t even know what it means so you can-so you can teach her?! You disgusting, horrible, cocky, ALPHA MALE- no-flower-giving, no-dating, no-LOVE-having—"

“Khushi-”

“—Laad Governor with no heart and no shame and - what the hell kind of man are you?!”

"THE ONE WHO WANTS TO SAY SORRY."

That made her pause.

He took a slow breath, the kind that meant he was gearing up to be serious. “I shouldn’t have said that. Not like that. Not in public.”

“And I just needed you to know that,” he added, almost awkwardly.

Khushi didn’t say anything for a moment. Then, “It's not that Arnav ji...”

That made him look up.

“What does make me want to hurl a chappal at your handsome face is that Arnav Singh Raizada doesn’t even know how to date someone!”

He blinked. “What?”

“To what extent must I analyze you? Where are the flowers? Where’s asking a girl out with words and not…LED screens and groin-level hip thrusts?”

“I didn’t hip-thrust at you.”

“You THOUGHT about it.”

He looked genuinely offended. “What the f-no, I didn’t! What's wrong with you?”

“What's wrong with me is that you're not normal!” she cried. “You’re the kind of man who seduces women by glaring at them across rooms and then wonders why we’re all confused! What am I supposed to do, Laad Governor? Paint a signboard that says FLIRT WITH ME, YOU BRICK WALL?”

He stared at her. “You want me to flirt with you?”

“YOU’RE MISSING THE POINT.”

"You have a point?"

"I do! You can't even take me out and you're straight into eat-" Khushi clamped her hands over her mouth.

"Hey Devi Maiyya," she shrieked, and fled with her dignity on the floor.

Arnav stood in stunned silence.

And then slowly, a smile crept across his face.

Because she had just handed him the playbook.

-- -- --

That night, Khushi curled up under her blanket with a mountain of jalebis and a heart rate comparable to a dhol beat.

What had come over him? What had come over her?!

How had they gone from talking about a dance competition to... to whatever in the world these things are.

And he didn't have to apologize. They both were had foot in the mouth disorder.

She tried reading a romance novel.

Mistake.

The hero's name was Arman. And in Chapter 4, he was eating strawberries off the heroine’s-

She threw the book across the room. Then quickly rescued it and put it in her secret drawer. She would die before anyone got to know what she read.

Clutching her dupatta, she tried to screw her eyes shut to sleep.

She was in a red saree. The pallu floated like in the wind. A man stood by a rain-soaked window, transparent white shirt clinging to his chest in a way that would definitely get a sanskaar warning on Doordarshan. 'Teri Meri' swelled in the background. She ran into his arms. There was spinning. Wrist-grabbing. A full-blown neck kiss that would put SRK to shame. Wait... why did the man look familiar? And then, with one hand, Arnav... Arnav! reached behind and tugged at the dori of her blouse.

Khushi sat up in bed with a gasp.

“Hai Devi Maiyya!”

Hands over her mouth. Wide-eyed. Very, very awake.

And so incredibly flustered.

She couldn’t face him.

She wouldn’t face him.

-- -- --

Devi Maiyya disagreed.

Khushi and her friend had practiced 'Teri Meri' as a mockery. As to how Jijaji and Jiji didn't really have a conflict but created this dramatic love story out of nothingness.

But the funny commentary CD and her friend - were both delayed so she was left on the stage in her green saree and just the original soundtrack.

And Arnav showed up. Sans the actors and choreographers - who were apparently cancelled last minute.

Arnav and Khushi danced.

He made her feel the rhythm.

And Khushi's heart absolutely misbehaved.

Because he let her win in more ways than one.

-- -- --

Khushi ran into the guest room, clutching her heart and knocking over carpet into the bed where there were a few things.

A white rose, a box of jalebis, a long rectangular box that she suspected had bangles and a handwritten note that was impossible to decipher.

Blue Orchid, 8pm, Saturday?

She stared at the note for three solid minutes.

She squeaked. Then panicked. Then almost fainted. Then screamed into a pillow and promptly knocked over a stack of bangles.

And of course — at that exact moment — he walked in.

"Khushi."

"Ji Arnav ji," she panted, snapping back to poise like she hadn’t just done the Macarena of joy.

"Tum theek ho?" She nodded so hard at his question that her head could've nearly fallen off.

And then, he stepped in.

Arnav Singh Raizada, in all his devastating, smirking calm.

“Uh… someone left this,” she said, clutching the note like a weapon.

Arnav raised his eyebrow. So this is how she was going to play it.

"Someone?" He asked.

"Someone," Khushi shrugged, twisting the end her saree between her poor fingers.

"Khushi. Kumari. Gupta." Arnav punctuated each word with a step towards her, making her hit the wall behind her.

"N-not like this." Khushi whispered, closing her eyes.

"But Khushi... if not like this-" Arnav tucked her hair behind her ear, "then how will I tell you that-"

Khushi gripped his hands, hoping whatever Arnav was planning quickly got over-no-no-it lasted long enough for him to not change his mind!

Hey Devi Maiyya she was not ready for a kiss! She needed at least five more minutes to scream.

"T-tell me what A-Arnav ji?"

"That Di is calling you downstairs." Arnav stepped back and hid a smile at her obvious disappointment.

Khushi turned red - this time in anger - and picked up the rectangle box to fling it at him.

"Khushi! The bangles will break!" Arnav ducked.

"HA! YOU BOUGHT IT FOR ME!" Khushi cheered,

"I knew it! And who leaves notes without signing their name? What if it was for someone else? What if someone else wrote this? Must I assume everything written around me is by you? You and your God complex. And okay this is cute... but-but I don't know why you're doing this. Tell me why? You can buy these things for me but can you tell me-"

She stopped.

Because Arnav had leaned in and kissed her cheek. Quiet. Certain. Just once.

It was over before she could inhale.

"I hope that answers your questions," he murmured.

Khushi blinked. Brain buffering. And then, on impulse, she stood on tiptoe and planted a quick, nervous kiss on his cheek too.

Arnav - who had faced boardrooms, buyouts, and Buaji - actually looked startled.

"I-uh-okay so if we're doing this, then-then you can’t just show up in your car. Buaji will have a heart attack. And Happy ji’s garage is too crowded, also oil stains. No, no, maybe you stand near the paan stall and I 'coincidentally' come for... for tamarind-no, that’s not believable-OH DEVI MAIYYA."

Arnav folded his arms, watching her with quiet disbelief and far too much fondness.

"Khushi."

She looked up, mid-rant.

"It's not a heist. Just a dinner."

"It’s not just dinner! It’s our first proper-thing. And our families are nosy. And your face is too famous. And I panic around candlelight. And I don’t know what fork to use. And-"

"Khushi."

"Haan?!"

"We’ll go to dinner."

"That's what I’m trying to figure out!"

"In Delhi. Like adults. I’ll pick you up at 8. Ring the bell. Say hello to Buaji. Like a normal human man. She won't question me at all"

He reached for her hand and linked their fingers. Gently, not claiming. Just there.

She stared at their joined hands.

"...Okay, but if Buaji throws a chappal at you, I did warn you."

"I’ll bring a helmet."

Khushi laughed.

"Fine," she muttered, cheeks pink. "Come at 8. Ring the bell. Say you’re here to discuss… lights. Wedding lights. That’s believable, right?"

"Not even a little."

"Whatever, just bring jalebis. She’ll forgive anything. You're beginning to be her favorite anyway - ever since your advertisement for the steel factory. And if nothing else, praise the company or the fabric of the sarees she stiches." Khushi chuckled.

Only Arnav could defend the Guptas gift by citing the revenue of the company that made the steel thali.

He laughed under his breath. "Okay."

"And," she added, voice soft, "don’t forget to bring yourself."

"Khushi... I think that's the plan."

-- -- --

Khushi wore the bangles that night.

And the next day.

And to the mandap rehearsals and while eating laddoos and while yelling at NK about choreo counts. She wore them to sleep, even though Payal teased her about it.

One night, Arnav noticed.

He was helping her up after she tripped over yet another strategically misplaced rug in Shantivan.

"You're still wearing these?" he asked, catching her wrist.

Khushi shrugged. “They’re pretty. They go with everything.”

“You wear them all the time?” he asked casually, eyes flicking to the glass bangles.

Khushi looked down. “Haan. All the time.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Impossible.”

“Oh, it is very possible!” she huffed. “While eating, yelling, dancing, fighting - oh, remind me to tell you how Hari Prakash ji said jalebis can't be sugar-free, I mean who is the halwai's daughter here? Anyway, yes, fighting, sleeping, bathing-”

Arnav smirked and stepped closer. “Bathing?”

Khushi blinked.

Blushed.

Internally screamed.

The fairy lights blinked rapidly between them like scandalised chaperones.

"Sir, I need these files-" Aman, the savior (and sautan when he called right when Arnav and Khushi tried kissing, again), showed up in time and helped Khushi run away in mortification.

Because Arnav was right.

Apart from the fact that the chime of these bangles told her that everything was a reality, there was something else that Khushi felt too intensely in her heart when these were the only pieces of jewelry she wore in a bath, or clinked in between her very very unsanskaari dreams at night.

Now all she had to do was wait, wait for Jiji's marriage and tell the family about the latest development.

-- -- --

(": THE END :")

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[phati-sari]

Hello PS! (I sincerely apologize for the upcoming essay, I am fresh off another IPKKND rewatch 😅)

My IPKKND discovery was totally by chance! I was in middle school, very much into the dark, with a heavy past type of leads (ahem. wattpad.) and very much not into any indian dramas. One day, after my exams, they let us go home early for once and I remember being very bored, scrolling through channels and I came across a dubbed version in one of the regional languages. And it was the holi episode! To be exact, the scene where Arnav steps in front of Kushi when Shyam tries to forcefully apply the gulaal on her. I was smitten by how good looking everyone were! I watched a few episodes after that where Kushi authors "100 ways to annoy arnav" and loved it.

After that, school happened again and I lost touch with the drama, but it had etched itself in some part of my brain. Years later, after high school, I was randomly reminded of it and watched the dubbed version, but something felt off, so I watched all the episodes again in hindi through hotstar, actually learnt some hindi in the process and also developed an addiction for adhrak wali chai! And my obsession with IPKKND officially began.

Since then, I've rewatched it a couple of times more and not once have I grown tired of the drama! Another few years later, I come across your blog, which gave me a completely new perspective of the drama and I absolutely had to watch it again! It has now become my rewatch staple!

Now that I've overshared enough, here's my favorite scenes in no particular order:

1. Shashi and Kushi in the sweet shop after payal's first wedding.

2. Arnav-Anjali-Shyam scenes. You can see just how much Arnav looked up to filthy!Shyam. Makes everything all the more heartbreaking.

3. Kushi standing up to Arnav after the warehouse incident.

4. Everything NK!

5. Everything mama and mami!

8. Everything Akash-NK-Arnav!

9. Diwali. I think it altered my brain chemistry forever.

10. The fight in the cafe and kya bolun ab!

11. Everything Payash wedding!

12. The first few episodes after elopement- angst was through the roof! Barun and Sanaya are such phenomenal actors!

13. Buaji ka ghar!!!!!!!!! I love Arnav and Bua ji's dynamic!

14. 24 hour challenge track. I love it everytime Arnav's playful side comes out!

15. Remarriage track. I love how Arnav and Kushi meet each other halfway.

And a few of my favorite phati-sari classics!

1. Articulate singh raizada

2. Sassy singh raizada

3. Akkadu singh laad governer

Things I'd change:

1. 🗣📢 ADD MORE MAMA SCENES!!!! 🗣📢

2. The whole make Lavanya sanskaari bahu thing. I think nani and Lavanya should have been made to meet each other halfway as well.

3. Payal and Akash's relationship. I felt like it had a lot of potential. It was disappointing to see it derail completely.

4. Babli and masala mama. Wtf was even that.

5. Mrs. India. While I understand the rationale behind it, I think it could have been wrapped up in a better way.

I sincerely hope for good things to find you and for this year and all the upcoming ones to be great for you! May you be blessed with loads happiness, success and prosperity✨️- ☃️

Hello!!

Oh my goodness, thank you so much for sending this in! I love knowing about people's 'origin stories'. Don't apologise! I like essays!

Arnav-Anjali-Shyam scenes. You can see just how much Arnav looked up to filthy!Shyam. Makes everything all the more heartbreaking. Yes! I feel like this is not talked about enough in the fandom!

Diwali. I think it altered my brain chemistry forever. Mine too!

And a few of my favorite phati-sari classics! 1. Articulate singh raizada 2. Sassy singh raizada 3. Akkadu singh laad governer HAHAHAH I am so glad my sense of humour translates okay through the recaps. being sassy in the recaps is my favourite thing.

3. Payal and Akash's relationship. I felt like it had a lot of potential. It was disappointing to see it derail completely. Right?! It could have been so much better, I agree.

Thank you for such a detailed and enthusiastic response. I loved reading it, giggled a lot.

[msbhagirathi]

IPKKND LIVE BLOG SEASON 1 [Epi 5]

Let'z welocme Shyam today. *sarcasm intended* (-_-) (I know I wrote the wrong spelling by mistake but then I noticed it and thought let it be. Who cares. Shyam himself won't come here to correct me.)

There, I gave you the biggest spoiler of the episode, in advance to ruin your mood.

Heh. I am evil.

Now don't leave without reading it, okay? I do a lot of mehnat into writing these. :')

Come. Let'z begin this then *sighs irritated-ly*

Arnav's manager shows him the live news with the footage, being telecasted in some channel. (Kamlesh Khabri ji, was that yours ? Lol.)

2. Did you-too- wonder about that 'smart' phone, Arnav was holding? Turns out, I could find it.

3. "Aaj ka saajan" Lmao. (Today's lover)

4. Arnav, while watching that clip, being telecasted, flashes back to the line Khushi said last, before leaving. "Devi maiyya ki marzi ke bina koi kuch bhi nahi kar sakta, koi Arnav Singh Raizada bhi nahi." (No one can do anything without Devi-Maiyya's wish, not even some Arnav Singh Raizada.")

5. Basically, he is thinking, that, he has shown her place to 'that girl', who had said that he can't do anything without some 'devi maiyya's wish'.

6. This is clear in his reply to Akash's protest for over paying MR . "Meri beizatti karne ki himmat naa kabhi kisi ne ki hai, naa ab koi karega." (No one, has ever disrespected me, nor anyone would, now, have the guts to.) Oh. So, the problem is your ego issue.

I should have known it. Khushi had the misfortune to meet you and now she is paying the price with her reputation and dignity, being butchered like animal slaughtering. You, a__hole.

7. Khushi and her Amma are getting molested by a bunch of perverts.

8. Babuji tries to stop them, but he gets a hard push, which results in Shashi losing his balance and his head hits a nearby pole.

9. The men are very adamant and one of them tugs at Khushi's dupatta.

10. There. A man, wearing, a beautiful shiny brown pair of office shoes, with a matching pair of trousers, is shown stepping down from somewhere. He starts walking (towards the scene?)

11. A Turquoise bracelet gleaming in his right wrist. (why the fck isn't he wearing his wedding ring?) He is shown from behind some -shops?- He walks upto where babuji had fallen down. He helps him to stand up.

12. Wow. Daiyya Ho! What an entry.

13. Everything aside. Aabhaas looks so fckin handsome in that outfit. Everything. Literally, everything about his look is so freaking perfect. The colour combo of the shirt and pant. The shoes. Oh. God. I am in love with those shoes.

IDK. It's just looks so- fantastic?-deliciously beautiful?- I am simping for those, quite literally. Is it normal for some human to simp on a pair of shoes? Whatever. So. Yeah. I was talking about the look. The flare of the pant, as he walks. His haircut. Like. Wow. Absolutely ravishing.

14. And he starts beating those mfs, one by one.

15. After beating those hooligans. He walks back to Babuji, to check up on him. He tells him to get a band-aid for his cut. Babuji is touched by his words and thanks him for the help.

16. Then, Shyam turns to look at where Amma was standing but is transfixed to see Khushi shyly(hesitantly?) looking at him with tears in her eyes, from behind her Amma, just like any other rom-com film, only that, this isn't any other rom-com film. (the Sitar and Tabla BG score used, here, is so freaking beautiful and also kind of suits him coz it sounds something like wicked and graceful.)

17. We can see, he is caught off guard, by the way, Khushi is looking at him; by her beauty. He realizes her hesitation and picks up her fallen dupatta and offers it to her but Amma takes it back. He might have wanted to talk to her but, before that, he is pulled out of his trance, by babuji and they bid him a goodbye.

Khushi turns back to look at him, one last time. Only that, this isn't the last time, they would be meeting. Alas. Khushi as well as we, don't even have an idea about, the depth, of his obsession with Khushi that, will go, after this moment.

18. Look at the absolute contrast, in the way, they introduced both the anti-hero and the main villain. At this point, half of the audience might have already started shipping Shyam and Khushi.

19. The sequence, at Gomti Sadan, is so freaking emotional. Khushi is, again, getting punished for the crime that she didn't even commit. (Or until they think that she shouldn't have left the house at all.)

20. Even babuji cannot come to forgive her, this time. Garima decides to send, both of them, away to Delhi. Buaji, who always had an over-reaction for every situation, was, a minute ago, shouting at both of them to say or do something, to punish Khushi,(She really likes to see Khushi suffering. Bloody sadist.) is shocked. Lol. "Dilli kauno davaai ki pudhia thori haee, ki ghol ke pilaay dio. Sab theek." (Delhi isn't some bundle of medicines that dissolving it in water and making it drink someone, would cure everything.)

21. The moment she realizes that she has to take both of the girl's responsibility, she spits out the water from her mouth. Lmao. She tries to convince both of them but is not successful. Her discomfort is so visible, as she gets to taste the result of her instigation. LMAO. LMAO. LMAO. Buaji ab maza aaya? Lol.

22. Anjali comes in with a thaali, diya and some incense sticks burning. Arnav is immediately irritated at the sight of his Didi (initially he used to call her 'didi' then he resorted to 'Di').

23. She asks about whether he ever thought about the well-being of 'that girl' before creating such a huge ruckus and Arnav, I think, is caught off guard.

24. We are immediately taken to 'that girl', who is so innocent that she could not even think that her 'woh' had released those 'taswirein'.

25. She vows to find out who was the one to release them.

26. Deepali's foundation was so off, in this scene. (Literally, her face looks so pale.)

27. Payal asks Khushi, in a challenging(or admonishing?) way, that how will she find out, ready to scold her, for even mentioning to do something else, lest it worsens the already messy situation, they are in.

28. Screen cuts to Arnav, still in his thoughts (maybe regretting? Lol. No.) as he comes out of his reverie and says " Soch ke hi toh kiya tha." (It was a thought out move.)

29. Liar. (Liar, pants on fire. Lol.) No. You were not thinking when you ordered for those videos to be released, Arnav. Why are you lying then? Tell your Didi that you did it, in a fit of rage, to show 'someone' that you actually hold a lot of power. Bloody b_stard.

30. Lol. "Ab aap apna yeh 'naari mukti morcha', yahan mat nikaliye, yeh mera office hai." (Now, please don't start your 'Women's Liberation March' here, this is my office.)

31. Lmao. The brother-sister banter is so heart warming and fun to watch :)

32. Both Khushi and Payal reach the office of 'Khabrein 24x7' (News 24x7). Khushi, is nervous, and clutches Payal's hand in fear. Payal understands her distress and smiles victoriously, that now she will be able to convince her sister, to return back to their comfort zone.

33. But, her sister is more courageous than she seems to be. And, true to her nature, she tells Payal to take a seat and walks up to the reception, gulping nervously.

34. She asks to have a word with their company's 'maalik' (owner). But, the receptionist tells her, for that she would have to go to Delhi.

35. After a few minutes of deciding, when she wants to talk, to the receptionist again, she tells her to wait for sometime without paying any attention that she is 'the same girl'.

36. Sometime later, the workers of the office realize that Khushi is that 'TV wali ladki' and they start mocking her and make fun of her situation. They circle her in the center of the office and keep laughing.

37. Payal is disappointed and reduces to tears immediately, she quickly walks up to Khushi but loses the courage to take her out of it, as her feet get frozen, due to the nervous-ness, by all that negative attention, that, they are getting.

38. Khushi noticing, that her sister is getting affected by the mess that they have managed to land into, speaks up. She, while shedding tears, knocks some sense into them. And they are.....umm, immediately regretting it? No realization?

I mean to say that they could have shown them realizing their mistake, like, they could have taken some time? Then, that, 'sorry we were wrong' could have made much more sense. Did you too feel that? No? Only me? Ok. Leave it. (Pata nahi choro.)

39. So. Yeah. They 'feel' sorry immediately. And regret it. But, Khushi does not want their apology. She wants the answers which she had come for. They reveal that they got the orders from the higher authorities ('Woh clippings release karne ke orders upar se aaye the.')

40. Khushi asks who send them those clippings and is unsurprisingly shocked. I know. I don't make sense. But. Let me explain. See. She is so naive, that, she didn't even realize the extent of power and influence that ASR commands.

Just because, she got to 'talk' to him personally, in a fairly public place (The Dargah), without any appointment, in his own office, doesn't mean that he is not 'that' much influential. It's just, he chose to have a conversation about the topic with her. He could have easily ignored her. But, he didn't.

So, my point is, she could not even come to think that only he would be the one, who could do this, even after, getting into a heated argument with 'The ASR'. She had already started treating him like an acquaintance. Like, he is a random normal person, just like her. And, not some Business Tycoon of the Fashion Industry. She had already started treating him like an equal, like a normal person, of her 'status'.

41. So. She's shocked. Screen stops at her face. Precap begins. *quickly pauses it* Spoilers. (Although I had already watched it once earlier *smiles nervously* I am not a hypocrite, okay? I had watched it out of excitement.)Ok. Bye.

P.S. : No P.S. Bye. Have a great day/night ahead. God bless you.

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[puranijeans]

Siblings that lean together, stay together.

Cc: @phati-sari

[kashmakash]

Akash: *remembers the time he got glued to his bed during a summer break*

Arnav: *defensively* to? tum mujhe kyun bata rahe ho? maine nahi kiya tha!

Akash: *smiles* of course bhai!

Arnav: *smirks because OF COURSE HE DID IT*

[pakki-ya-nahin]

Valentines of IPK characters

Celebrating the day of love ❤️ Here’s wishing you all a very happy Valentine’s Day 🤗

[featheredclover]

September Rain

Chapter Twenty Six

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He was a proud boy. He had always been. Ma had praised him for that. Everyone had.

It was only dad who frowned when anyone said that about him. He always maintained that it’s that one flaw Raizada men have. 

He remembered the way his dad used birdwatching and volunteering at blue cross shelters to get that flaw away from both his sons.

But how could his father know? Pride doesn’t dim with good character.

He stretched his legs out on the terrace, his eyes steady on the green roof a distance away. She was probably asleep by now. The burn… he thought angrily. 

God! Why can’t she be careful for once?

He had been a fool.

An idiot who thought he was hiding it better, controlling it better.

He was letting Khushi know that she should move on. She deserved better than this mess of a man.

Who has a meltdown at 17 for god’s sake? She deserved a man better than that, he had thought fervently.

Rolling his eyes at himself, Arnav knew. The only fool he was making out of his acting was himself. As if he would sit there , hands folded as some nobody took Khushi away. His Khushi.

——

He didn’t want to talk to Akash bhai. And like always he respected his decision. Granting him all the time and space in the world.

Only Aman didn’t give a damn about his needs.

He invaded blatantly . Leaving a filled form for the post of treasurer by his bedside. All set to be submitted.

Arnav gave in. He didn’t pause to think why.

Was it because it was the first thing she had said when she found him in throes of despair? To apply for other posts? He didn’t know. 

What he did know was that she wanted to be with him on this journey. There was no one who would have been happier than her upon hearing the news that he had broken the shackles of his grief.

So he had run. Leaving his lunch. Leaving his friends behind. All that to go tell her as she sat under the shade of the vast tree.

She had hugged him. Uncaring of his stony silence, she had done that. But he couldn’t hug her back. Not right then. Because she deserved someone better. 

Khushi might not know it yet. But she…she was special. She was whole. Even when she was a doe eyed eleven year old, she was someone who made you smile. She shouldn’t have to deal with his messy unravelling.

 When he asked for her help, he felt weak. He knew he could have pulled some strings and managed the preparation on his own. But the thought of not having an excuse to talk to her all those weeks? Arnav Singh Raizada was too weak for that.

He felt torn when they used to meet at the stairs. The hesitancy that grew in her stance daily was killing him. The only thing which kept his misplaced will power going was her. Her and her alone. 

And when he was called into the headmistress’s office to be informed of his win, all he wanted to do was run to her.

Because he knew what he wanted would be reflected in her eyes, what he wanted to feel would be in her arms and what he wanted to please the most would be her heart.

But he didn’t. Because the splinter in his heart still hadn’t healed. And Khushi couldn’t see this fragmented version of him. He simply couldn’t let her see him that way anymore.

———

The wide toothed grin which had been so evasive for weeks was now shining bright. Khushi donned it with such joy, the recipient of that smile couldn’t help but be dazzled. But he wasn’t at the receiving end of it anymore, was he?

Varun. The cheeky bastard had invaded his presence in her life, more than what he could tolerate. 

He might have resolved to not be with Khushi till he made something of himself. But in reality, he had forgotten the admirers who would buzz around her, with their saccharine words and pretentious gestures .

He will kill this guy if he flutters around his Khushi again. 

———

Arnav shook his head, as those very real emotions overwhelmed him again. Standing up now, he leaned against the terrace railing. His gaze once again settling on the green roof.

He had been watching her in glances. Like he always did. He dabbled with beakers, chemicals and NK’s antics all at once. And just when he was distracted he heard a sharp yelp and a hiss. 

It was too late. She was hurt and it was too late.

He had to stop himself from running after Mona and Preeto. But he couldn’t stop himself from taking that risk and bunking the afternoon session to meet her. To assure himself more than her.

 Rubbing his tired eyes, he picked up the phone Aman had sneaked in last week and dialled a number as familiar to him as his own name.

“Bhai?”, he croaked out. 

“Arnav!”

He could see the expression on his brother;s face in his mind’s eye, clouding over with surprise.

“I- I am sorry. I have been a complete idiot”

A rough rumble of laughter reached his ears.

“You definitely have been!”

[honeybellexox]

IPKKND characters as Aesthetics 💗

A fun little post of what I think the characters in IPKKND would be as TikTok aesthetics , based on vibes and fashion!

Arnav Singh Raizada - Dark Academia

Akash Raizada - Light Academia

Anjali Raizada - Old Money

Khushi Kumari Gupta - Y2K (Disney Girl edition - Lizzie McGuire, Hannah Montana, London Tipton)

Payal Gupta - Cottagecore

Lavanya Kashyap- It Girl (edit- I want to be more specific and add she’s the ‘insta baddie’ it girl)

Shyam Manohar Jha - Normcore

NK - Urbancore

[simplycurlz]

This is the second and final chapter of this two part short story. I have not read the book by E L James mentioned in the story so I am just using it as reference for a book from which a couple may take ideas to spice up their amorous lives...whether Arnav and Khushi are into those things I cannot say...I would like to credit@phati-sari for the lines "mine..mine..mine" I have picked them straight from her works This Story was meant to be a short, funny OS about the misunderstanding regarding a book Khushi gifts Arnav but I am not sure what it is anymore and how many will read it...but if you do...pls let me know how it was...any feedback will be highly appreciated. There are slightly mature themes and innuendos in the chapter.

Chapter 2 Lost is translation The one with books and ideas

It was the tinkling of her anklets that alerted Arnav to Khushi’s arrival. He turned and the world stopped…everything just stood still and raced simultaneously…his gaze first fell on her feet…the dainty golden sandals and travelled up, taking in the black churidar…She is wearing my colors, was all Arnav could think...his eyes travelled up the all black anarkali and finally landing on her face heavily kohled eyes and a tentative smile on her lips…she was stunning and Arnav was stunned…mine ..mine …mine ...was the mantra in his head....the look of pure unadulterated awe and wonder on Arnav’s face brought a rosy smile on Khushi’s…she fidgeted under the onslaught of his gaze and then took a few steps towards him…they were lost in each other’s eyes…everything around ceased to exist… All coherent thought had left Arnav’s brain…and his unabashed staring and a coy smile made Khushi smile back. As she raised her lowered eyes, their eyes met the and whooosh ... the “Hi” hovering on Arnav’s lips just melted away…he was completely floored by what she had done and how she looked…all his yearnings, hopes and dreams wrapped in a breathtaking obsidian package. The concierge approached and asked Khushi about their reservations and it was her softly spoken "Khushi Kumari Gupta Sigh Raizada” that brought Arnav out of his stunned daze…he loved hearing her name…had loved it from that first day …the “Singh Raizada” marking her as his even at a time when nothing else was making sense these five words always righted his world…

They were led to their table and Arnav pulled out a chair and gestured her to sit with a flick of his eyebrow and a nod. She sat but immediately got up and rushed to do the same for him…it touched something deep in him as he got what she was trying to do…this was her attempt to be a part of his world…how she managed to disarm him each time is something he will never understand but always appreciate…

Finally, they were alone and he had his thundering heartbeat under control he uttered the words he had thought of the moment he saw her

“Hi!” said Arnav with a lopsided grin.

She smiled back with “Hi” of her own

“Khushi …” his voice dropped a few decibels, “yeh rang” he paused echoing words from Akash’s sangeet and she gasped “Hawww” anticipating a backhanded compliment, mouth open, eyes wide with mild outrage.

“Khushi…ye rang to mera hai ..toh tumne kyun pehna”

“Toh..!Hum bhi toh apke hi hain” She said incensed and then realizing that she fell for his ploy gave him a steely stare whose effect was ruined by her smiling eyes.

“Really” asked Arnav with his eyebrow raised and the lopsided grin that never failed to set her nerves on fire.

“Koi shak...” she replied joining in the spirit of the banter.

“Khushi ..ye rang tumpe bahut acha lag raha hai..you are beautiful” he whispered leaning over the table slowly moving his hands towards hers as he continued “tumne isliye pehna because it’s my favorite color” stated Arnav with a cocky grin.

“Nahin, humne isliye pehna kyunki aj hum Arnav Singh Raizada hai” she replied, taking her hands off the table and putting both of them on her waist, elbows bent in what she thought was an ASR imitation.

“WHAT!!!!” blurted Arnav perplexed, all thought of flirting wiped out of his mind.

“What nahin, What the!!!” she replied cheekily.

Arnav sighed and taking her hand in his and asked gently, “Khushi, ye kya kar rahi ho tum?”

“Ap hamare liye itne badal gaye, Arnav ji... sab parampareyin dil se nibhayee, ritee riwaz se sab karne ke liye man gaye, mandir aye, itne tohfe diye humein..toh hum bhi apke liye kuch karna chahte the..agar ap hamare liye itna kuch kar sakte hain to hum bhi aisi mehengi jagah akar dating kar sakte hain” Khushi explained.

“Okay!!! said Arnav a little gobsmakced and then smiled feeling the emotion behind all that has happened today..."So what’s the plan…order karien” he asked opening the menu. Khushi nodded, opened her’s and gestured the waiter to signal that they were ready to order. Noticing her confusion with the menu Arnav was about to offer his help when he hears her tell their waiter to bring in “Number 4, 6 and 8”. Arnav read the dishes corresponding to those numbers and was surprised to see that they were all his favorite dishes and a warm feeling washed over him. She chose an Italian restaurant, a cuisine she is not fond of, and is ordering his favorite food. All his adult life he had been surrounded by family who have loved him, unconditionally …Di, Nani, Mami, Mama, Akash…all of them accept who he is but have never tried to be a part of his world and constantly question him and his tastes… that Khushi was embracing his choices without losing her essence touched him in places he didn’t even know existed in his heart till now…

He was unsettled, he was staggered, overcome with a tide of ....never had anyone gone to so much trouble for him....he was the one who gave surprises to people he cared for...was he blushing...NO...clearing his head with a shake ..he took a sip of water and looked up to Khushi with a teasing smile “So you have done your homework, haan, Italian restaurant, my favorite dishes, aur kya surprises hain Khushi?” he asked, his voice a tad husky and raw

She blushed prettily, then shaking her head to regain composure stared right into his eyes and said in clipped tones “Aranv Singh Raizada ka har kaam perfect hota hai” then falling back into Khushi mode “who kya kehte hain…top notch ..top notch”

Arnav is mesmerized by the tinkling of her jhumkas as she moves her head in sync with her to hand signify a top notch arrangement…and it is top notch…the waiter arrived with their food followed by a bottle of Champagne. Khushi popped the bubbly perfectly, poured it and offered him the flute. He was so engrossed in simply observing her that it took him a moment to accept it and ask, “Tum nahin logi?”

“Haan lenge na, bilkul”

“Khushi tumhe Arnav Singh Raizada banne ki koi zaroorat nahin. Maine woh sab cheezein ki kyunki I don’t have a probem with them, but you don’t have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable… I love you just the way you are…”

Her eyes glisten at the emotion in his voice, “Hum, wo bas apke liye kuch karna chate they, par hum samjhte hain ki aap kya keh rahien hai…waise bhi hum advitiya hain..zyada badalna nahin chahiye” a teasing tint appeared in her stance.

“That’s true…You are unique”

“hawww …ap kab se inti hindi samjhne lag gaye” she asked surprised.

“Ab thoda KKGSR toh main bhi ban hi sakta hoon” he replied smugly and then gesturing towards the forgotten food he asked “shuru karein?” but as she was about to dig in he stopped her, added seasoning to her serving and in response to her startled “What the?!!!” replied gently “Trust me, It will taste better this way,” and her “mmmmmmm” with eyes closed as she savored the first bite was all he needed to feel utter bliss and contentment. Watching her enjoy her food has always been a double edged experience for Arnav, he loves the unabashed joy that lights her up when she eats something she likes and he can just feast on that sight all day but the little moans of appreciation stir another hunger in him, he aches for her, he burns for her…

“Arnav ji”

“Hm!!?”

“Dekh kar hi santushti kar lenge ya khuch khayenge bhi... lijiye na?”

Unable to deny her and unable to look away from her, Arnav ate his food distractedly as she excitedly talks about the upcoming days and tells him about the plans she has made and he just takes her all in, he has had her all to himself after a very long time... his smile broadened with each passing moment and he reaised... He was Happy...

As their table was cleared up Arnav handed over his card to the waiter but Khushi stopped him her hand on his arm, “Nahin!!! hum denge, nyota hamara tha na Arnav ji”

“Khushi, mujhe karne do” and he handed over the card a little anger seeping into his mien.

“Aap aise kaise kar sakte, hum paise de rahe they na” she asked, hurt.

“Biwi ho tum meri, main bhi de raha tha” realizing his tone, Arnav reigned in his anger and softly cajoled “Khushi, it’s the least I could do, aur agar tumhare liye itna imprtnat hai, toh next time you pay”

“Pakka?” She asked, mellowing a little.

“Sure” he replied and then got up to help her out of her chair and they walked out of the restaurant holding hands “Seedhe ghar, ya thoda drive pe chalien?”

“Mmm... apse kuch bat karni hai, toh lambe raste se cahlte hai..drive bhi ho jayegi”

They get into the car and Arnav sees her fumbling with her seat belt and leans over to help…her aroma invades him and he is hit by wave of desire …he looks up to see her eyes reflecting the full force of what they both are feeling…she is ready but he knows with all that he has felt today, it will take just a caress for him to unleash the full force of his longing and he will not be able to stop. So he tries to lighten the heavy expectation floating in the air by muttering

“Ye gadi change karni padegi, iski seat belt hamesha tumhe pareshan karti rehti hai”

“Khabardar!!! ye gari shuru se hamari choti si duniya rahi hai..ap isse hath bhi mat lagaiyega” she warned, turning towards him index finger raised.

“Tabse?” Arnav asked smilingly, eyebrow raised, head titled , his index finger pointing back over his shoulder, reflecting the question but understanding the meaning behind her words and love hidden in them,

“Tabse” Khushi answered with a smile of her own and interlocked their fingers together. He turned towards her, looked down shyly and then back up, "Arnav ji, Chodiye na" he said in a poor imitation of khushi...and then a teasing smile appeared on his face.

"Hamari awaz aisi nahin hai" huffed Khushi in mock affrontry.

"I know" winking at her he started the car. The stopped on a clearing overlooking a ridge which showed a beautiful visual of the city.

“So, kya bat karni thi?” Arnav asked after a while looking over at her

“Who, apne humein choodian di thi aur, phir abhi kuch din pehle bhi itne sare tohfe, toh hum bhi apke liye kuch laye hain, kitaab hai” she said handing over a neatly wrapped, beribboned package.

“Ek aur Car maintenance manual hai, seat belt nahin theek hogi use” he asked, incredulously.

“I just want ki tum jaldi se ghar wapis aa jao, bahut papad belne pad rahein hain, You are all the gifts I need, Khushi”

She leaned over and put her hand on his chest, looked up and whispered coyly “Toh sochiyega ki ye hamare liye gift hai, bahut dhoondne pe mili aisi kitab, isme kafi ache sujhaav hain, agar ap unme se kuch try karenge to humein bahut acha lagega”

“Okaaaay, lemme see” he wrapped his one hand around her and pulled her closer to gently place her head on him and with the other tried to open the wrapping.

“Nahin” Khushi got back up and stopped him “Abhi nahin, ghar jake kholiyega..hum nahin chahte ki ap soche ki hum apko badalna chate hain…bus kuch sujhav hain, unme se jo apko achein lagein ap azamiyega... toh humien bhaut acha lagega, who kya kehte hain… it will spice things up”

Now very intrigued, Arnav couldn’t wait to see what she had chosen for him… “Okay…mmm.. Khushi ..Thanks…for tonight…” he looked down and then back up his throat clogging with the some unnamed feelings about how she had gone out of her comfort zone so he could be comfortable. Something no one had ever done for him.

“Hum samajhte hain, apko kuch kehne ki zaroorat nahin, but agar thank you bolna hi hai toh, please inme se kuch try kijiyega” she urged, pointing towards the book.

“Okay” he started the car and drove towards Laxmi Nagar.

As Khushi got off, this time the seat belt gave her no grief, something she regretted immediately, she turned to wave him off “Bye Arnav Ji, aur ramnchi mat kariyega..ghar jake hi kholna”

“Okaaaaaayyy…bye”

He drove off speeding a little in his hurry to reach home and for a moment decided to open it now but then dropped the idea... he did say he will wait till he was back home and Arnav Singh Raizada was a man of his word.

Arnav ripped open the gift paper as soon as he entered the room and what he saw made him go week in the knees…Fifty Shades of Grey by E L James…”Whaaaat” he is freaked out...he was flabbergasted…

He goes from super excited to super angry and back to thrumming anticipation in a matter of seconds

“She wanted to me try this stuff?”

“How the hell does she know about this book? ”

“She did say, it will be a gift for her”

“Who told her about this book?”

“She said she would like it”

All this yo yoing had him light headed and he thought it best to call her. She picked up the first ring

“Hel…”

“Ye kya kiya tumne? “he interrupted her mid greeting, his voice dangerously low

“Arnav ji, sirf sujhaav they… nahin ache lage to rehne dijiye”

“Aur agar ache lage toh” he asked filled with anticipation

“Mmmm dekha humein pata tha aise ho hi nahin sakta ki apko hamara tohfa pasand na aye” she said in self-congratulatory tone.

“Khushi, tumhe pata hai ki iss book me kya hai” He asked, just to be sure

“Isme pata hone wala kya hai Arnav ji, naam se hi clear hai... aur agar apko nahin samjh aye toh photo bhi toh bani hai…” she replied matter of factly.

“Photo... what photo?” Aranv was enraged that Khushi might have seen something she might not like and then intrigued that she did say she liked it

“Ohho, lagta hai hamare sath reh reh ke apki English khrab ho gayi hai…Fifty shades of Grey, Arnav ji...apke sabhi suits ek hi rang ke hain, toh mujhe laga is book se apko alag alag shades ke ideas mil jayenge…zada rang biranga to ap pasand nahin karenge, isliye bas thoda sa change…bola toh tha it will spice things up”

Arnav was speechless and then just kept on laughing...shoulders shaking, uncontrollably... laughing out loud...something only she had the ability to make him do.

“Isme hanse wali kya bat hai, hum jante hain apka apna fashion hopuse hai par, ap kaha wahan se ideas lete hain... isliye hume apko di ye book..wo mmmm... han inspiration ke liye…aur tie aur suit ki photo toh bani hain uspe..itna simple hai….”

Arnav bit his lips and shook his head to control his mirth and said “OH Yeah!!!... pretty straight forward”

“Aap karenge na” she asked softly, a little unsure...

“Tumne kaha i toh karna hi padega...Saadi ke bat dhekta..saat me decide kargenge...OK?" he replied hopeful, teasing and happy

"Arre wah" Ye theek rahega" she said totally oblivious of the roller coaster Arnav just went through.

"Thanks Khushi …mujhe tumara gift, aur aj ki ye sham dono bahut pasand aye…”

She smiles into her phone and he sense that she is about to say something so he adds

“Ab so jao..kal sangeet me milte hai…good night and Khushi..”

“Hmm”

“I will wear some shade of grey as a gift for you…” he promised smiling wickedly imagining the fun he will have teasing her sometime far away or may not so far in future about the suggestions she wanted him to implement

She smiled and went to sleep with dreams of a Arnav who was happy because of her.

He stayed awake smiling whole night, he couldn’t wait to start the rest of his life…with his wife.

The pic has been taken from www.amazom.com

You can find the first chapter here

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

Hey Jalebi

How are you?

Hope all's well🤗

Your blog is one of my favorite places on the internet and I keep reading a lot of your old posts, especially your fanfics! They're all so beautifully written and I can't wait for you to complete them (ofcourse no pressure)🫶

My ask is, if you had a theory as to why NK called Arnav Nannav and how their relationship during childhood was, what would it be ? I love your perspective on the shows and thank you for all the wonderful posts❤️

Hi!

I'm doing well!

There's actually an in-canon explanation as to why NK calls Arnav as Nannav. In episode 283, when NK notices that Khushi is extremely tensed, NK shares that Arnav couldn't pronounce his own name during childhood.

Arnav would call himself as 'Nannav' - and of course Arnav grows over it and everyone else does as well, except NK. The perfect Arnav Singh Raizada couldn't even pronounce his own name! It's the last thing NK could ever forget.

I do feel NK has the softest spot for Arnav, but I also see very well that he does not really put Arnav on a pedestal unlike Arnav's family. Why should he? Arnav is his cousin's cousin!

So I think NK is the only one who sees Arnav for who he is - an arrogant, bratty guy who grew up too quick and needs a push in the right direction when needed.

(NK views Arnav far more as an equal than Akash ever does. Cause of course, Arnav is not the head of his household and holds no influence in his life. He's unfazed by Arnav's outbursts simply because NK knows it's Arnav's fault if he is angry, and he pretty much knows Arnav well enough to exactly know which buttons to push, and which not).

NK feels like the cousin who would irritate Arnav enough out of his room just so Arnav actually leaves his house and goes on a bike ride outside (which Arnav enjoys but wouldn't tell Arnav about).

But NK would never, ever talk with Arnav about the things that truly hurt Arnav. Never about his parents. Never about his broken engagement.

But flirting with the girl his cousin seems to like?

Why not? Especially when the said cousin can't seem to get a word out of his mouth? Lol.

During childhood, Arnav would hate NK would never shut up, but also never fall prey to his pranks (unlike Akash). NK would terrify Arnav with his genuine over happy state of existence while also being smart. It's kinda like NK doesn't want to think much, hence the himbo energy.

Lol.

Best,

Jalebi

[laadgovernorandsankadevi]

IPK Rewatch: Ep 04; who writes our fates?

The episodes picks up from where we had left off previously, with a frantic and impulsive Khushi running behind the ASR, making him stop. With today's episode, we start the journey into the first two promos of the show. (The promo with Khushi saying she makes her own clothes and people matter more than money whilst ASR priorities appearances, and the second one posted in the very first post.)

The biggest divide between the two has not been their lifestyles, but their moral code, their beliefs. Khushi blends with the Raizadas very well especially Anjali and Nani which lets us believe that Khushi might have gotten along with Ratna quite well as well. Khushi stands steadfast in front of Arnav and his look of intimidation. This is one of the very few times where when he moves forward, she doesn't take a step back. It's also representative of in my opinion, of what he refuses to budge against. Her beliefs and her self-respect is something she wouldn't be intimidated easily from.

Arnav's "kya kiya main ne?" is insightful of his cheekiness, his entitlement, and reeking arrogance. The thing is, that the person who asks her this questions wasn't ASR, it was Arnav switching in and out of his persona with Khushi, and Arnav will be regretting the realisation - and the effect Khushi has on him that makes him switch between his personas as much.

I also love Khushi's sandals slipping out of her feet, specifically I think the left feet concisely as she walked behind him, ran behind him and then away from him. Khushi's path towards Arnav is filled with pain. It's often observed that and bare left feet means awaiting sorrow and that does seem to be the case for Khushi at least. If Arnav is restless at him not seeing Khushi on occasions later onwards, then Khushi looks for excuses to be around him while denying that she does so, to see him.

What I think pisses Arnav off is that while Khushi points at his arrogance, and his attitude of getting his way or creating terrible circumstances when he doesn't get his own way, whatever happened between them was not solely him. We see this belief translating into her conversation with Payal later when she points at everything happening for a reason. She remarks at Arnav as well that even the decisions he thinks he is making for himself are being taken by him because of how Devi Mayyian is guiding him. She remarks at his lack of gratitude instead of affirming that he has accomplished everything on his own.

However Arnav is quick to respond with a classic comeback, of pain wouldn't be existing if God was present. The exchange on pain, and God providing us with aids to heal the pain is a classic exchange between someone who finds themselves aligned to religion because it has been their biggest source of comfort , and someone who decides to move away from everything as a reactionary. Whilst Arnav had behavioural issues growing up even when his parents were alive, it is Arnav's displeasure with everything that his family stood for which make it easy for him to embrace everything opposite of what they believe in.

Before the last sentences exchanged between the two, he tells her to not come in his way again. Coincidentally, the next time they meet one another is when she collides with his car!

Khushi's last words to him echo within him that no one is in control besides Devi Mayyian. Not even Arnav Singh Raizada and this starts the cat and mouse challenges between them. To show whose in-charge, he makes sure the clip of a girl like him, in arms of a man like him is circulated to all news channel. Oh Arnav bitwa, if only you hadn't! If only! - it's funny that this one action of his sends the person already living with the Raizadas to save this girl whose clearly been caused distress because of Arnav/Saale Sahib

Absolutely love Khushi and Payal's bond with their conversation. I sorely missed their little banters, and moments of assurance after their wedding.

One of the few lines I loved in this interaction was Payal asking where did the pearls disappear, and if a crow took them away. kawa udda le gaya kya? crows are insightful, curious, misunderstood creatures. They symbolises magic, transformation, and change. There is also a common superstition that arrival of crows means arrival of a guest. The reason for adverse transformation awaiting Khushi's life is the one who took those pearls away. That person, earlier in the day made sure that the change would shake Khushi's life.

It is after this Khushi berates Arnav Singh Raizada. She refers to him as Laad Governor for the first tike in front of Payal. Not many people are aware of this name which later turns into a term of endearment but Payal before Akash is privy to these change in Khushi's life. Payal is also one of the few people to be able to differentiate between Khushi being Khushi, or Khushi lying. In telling about the encounter earlier, I love how she calls her to-be husband whose a diabetic, barfi ka tukra! how ironic. Barfi in general is made from sweet condensed milk which is a symbol of fertility. That is what Arnav is for his family and loved ones. He takes on the responsibility of being a provider, of being a protector. Correlation of people with food plays an important role in the show throughout. It also reflects Khushi's unconscious feelings about that person. For now, Arnav has made a spot in her heart for himself without intending to and Khushi has willingly given him that space just for the ruckus he's caused. With Payal's clarification of her being upset at a partner like Abhishek, Khushi isn't doesn't necessarily blame Arnav either this point forward. She blames herself for taking on the responsibility and leaving without informing others. This is a streak within Khushi where her insecurities of being overtly impulsive rise. Later she doesn't blame Arnav for misunderstanding Shyam and her. She blames herself for not sharing the information with him.

In contrast to the scene between the sisters, we finally see the brothers interact with one another. Clearly there is a comfort level between the two and an easy, playful, camaraderie. We see Arnav yelling at someone for minor mistakes and it's established Arnav striving for perfectionism is reflective of his need for control at all times.

I love how Akash after sharing about the photographer stopping the shoot says "aab toh usse koi nahi bacha sakta" and the scene cuts to Khushi saying she has her Devi Mayyian. Devi Mayyian does protect Khushi from everyone but Arnav, however it's Arnav as Khushi says who eventually ends up needing Devi Mayyian's favourite child to be his saviour when he's kidnapped. It's also him who bows in front of Khushi instead of the other way around.

Roop Suhana Lagta hai is Payal's song. I think with both the sisters' and brothers' scene running parallel, the song provides an insight into what lays the foundation for Payal's relationship alongside Khushi's. After all, Akash ji loses his heart in first sight.

The mother daughter finally unite after Khushi urging Amma to call her, her daughter. I am pretty sure laho peti ho roughly means sucking the life/blood out of someone, and Khushi can often inadvertently become a reason for the Guptas to find themselves exhausted. However all is well when Khushi exercises her right over Garima and Garima admitting the same.

Shashi walks in, into the reunion of mothers and daughters and we get an insight into how wonderfully happy this small family is together. This is in quite contrast to what we will eventually see with Raizadas whose happiness appears to be a facade threatening to break until the arrival of their bahus into their house and the exit of their damad who had been holding everyone together.

Later Khushi gets called out by Shashi as they leave the house and Bua ji back home. Bua ji doubling down on Khushi is a common theme all throughout. As much as she adores her, she also makes sure ti be equally tough on her. I think one of the reason her harshness is more prominent with Khushi is because how obedient Payal is. Payal is the perfect daughter, Guptas could've imagined where as Khushi is chutki, Sanka-devi, a bit spoilt, given leeway to help outside with her father, and allowed to be rude to others on occasion which the youngest of the households get the reigns to be. Garima allowing Khushi to run her mouth with kaka ji later gives us a peek into that. I absolutely love that!

We finally meet the deva-esque photographer who clearly has no idea who he is dealing with however the way few people talk to Arnav despite how he forces people to perceive him shows us that Arnav is indeed someone new to the industry whose been fortunate enough to get amazing success. If ASR is really who he lets us believe he is, there wouldn't have been payment issues. He would've also fired the person and gotten a replacement in an instant however Arnav settles by humiliating the man working for him.

the photographer here is unhappy with his payment plans.> I think these were suppose to allude to the past that they ended up changing in the narrative later so technically me decoding it is useless. The person who is aware of the entire truth is unhappy with the lack of their truth being acknowledged.

kis kheeth ka gajr hai > how are you so prosperous? the mysterious persona makes a comeback and begs how the Maliks who wronged others. had their children prosper despite being driven out of their homes.

mooli hai, not gajar > mooli or radish’s symbolise quarrel and the former narrative, that the show changed later onwards was about the big quarrel between Chacha ji and Malik Sr. Carrots on the other hand symbolise prosperity and happiness within family. Whatever happened in the past would’ve included facades of happiness but we all know now to some extent that the brothers were quarrelling, the heir to the house was thrown out and ASR is the repersonaification of that spiteful younger Malik son. These interpretations do not matter as much now as they wiped off Shyam’s backstory and Chacha ji later because of fans’ demand to not separate the couple on the wedding day but goddammit what a fruitful foundation they laid! Carrots also symbolise end goal. ASR thinks he’s met the lifelong, he’s put the past away. Now that is far from the truth because the true past comes in form of Khushi. Just when he didn’t expect it, the truth pushes him just like how just as he opened his eyes, Khushi (his happiness) fell into his arms. 

jis uchai par mein kada hoon wahan kutton ke bohnkne ke awaz nahi pohonchti > ASR is a rising name of the industry and he's reminding the photographer to not forget how he could potentially change the entire field. I think this is decoding of the tracks being laid out. ASR loses to Khushi, but Arnav wins until Khushi is ready to accept ASR's win. It can indicate how unbothered Arnav is as long as the cost of anything changes into his success.The juxtaposition between wins and loses of ASR and Arnav with Khushi are incredibly important. ASR never falls for Khushi until after Lavanya and after coming back from kidnapping. However, it’s Arnav (Arnav Malik) who falls for Khushi for the first moment, whose love surpasses condition despite laying them.

asli aukat > too many people today have tried telling ASR his aukat today , but really what is his aukat. what was going to be his place in the past?

discount ka kam > Akash's expressions and eyes dart towards Arnav at the term discount being used.

The man doesn't receive a slap, a full palm slap until he brings up Arnav's mother. 50,000 signifies the failing of totality and inability to excel in destiny however the 20 Million for the slaps signify that ultimately, regardless of the past, the duality of forces of love will strengthen Arnav's position enough to be able to make sure that the narrative sways in his favour. the twice 4 zeros are also numbers which hold the spiritual power of bringing soulmates who are twin flames together. And we all know, that with Khushi by Arnav's side, the past that we eventually find out about removes the stain from Garima's reputation and frees Anjali of the man who had been using her as a pawn.

The episodes ends with a relative calling Gotmi Sadan to inform Shashi about the news which is a call picked up by Bua ji. Bua ji saying that yahan toh yeh pora ka pora baghicha khila de rahi adds a perfect layer of how Khushi's encounter with Arnav leads the girls of Gupta house to their eventual rajkummars.

In the market, Khushi has become the talk of the town with people readily able to identify her. An exciting journey awaits us as the next player of this game joins us in the next episode.

[josephineiss]

Khushi tells Arnav she is expecting their first child.

Khushi opens her eyes with great struggle... She doesn't want to wake up but all those shouting was making it hard for her to sleep. She just wants to snuggle a little longer... But...

"No excuse Aman! "

Kushi sat up on her bed suddenly.... searching for the source of the fierce sound.

There stands Arnav Singh Raizada speaking to phone and checking his files.

"11:30 that's your deadline! " He hangs the phone and throws the file on to the table.

" What happened Arnav ji? Why are you shouting at Aman this early? " When Khushi tries to stand up, she feels dizzy and sits on the bed.

Arnav get concerned and sits beside her

" Are you okay Khushi? What happened " Cupping Khushi's face in his hands.

"I am fine Arnavji... I felt dizzy when I stood up suddenly. Now I am okay" assured Khushi.

"You should be careful right! " Arnav reminds her with full of concern.

"Why were you shouting this early" asked Khushi.

"Oh, That reminds me I need to go to the office now, there is an important meeting". Arnav stands to put on his suit.

"What! This early? " asked Khushi.

"Khushi.. It's already 9:15 am ...Nowadays you sleep like a bull" teased Arnav while collecting his files.

"What!!! Why didn't you wake me up... now everyone will think that I am turning into a lazy daughter in law" Khushi hurries to the bathroom. " Khushi.. " calls Arnav before leaving to the office.

Khushi stops to listen.

"Stop eating too much jalebi... you've put some weight.. and too much sugar is bad for your health. Bye" Arnav left and Khushi stood there checking herself...

"What !! Did I gain weight? Devi mayya!!!! "

That's when she heard Mami calling her...

"Coming mami!!!! " She rushed to get ready.

*******

Everyone is having breakfast when Khushi joins them.

"Khushi bhittiye... Today also you wake up late...Are you okay?" Enquired Dhadhi

"Don't know Dhadhi.. Arnav ji also didn't wake me " replied Khushi disappointedly.

"It's okay Khushi You have some food with all of us," said Ajali di showing her, her seat.

NK serves Khushi food. Khushi takes a bite but she doesn't eat any further.

"Khushi ji... Why are you not eating any food "

Asked NK, which drew everyone's attention.

"I am not feeling to eat anything..... " said Khushi.

That's when Ajali di's phone rang.

"What happened chotte? Why are you calling me now? "

"Di.. Did Khushi eat any food"

"No chotte.. She says don't feel like eating anything! "

"How can she say like that, Recently she is not doing anything properly... Make her eat something or else when I get back she will be in great trouble. Talk to you later I am in a meeting"

"Okay chottay " Anjali di hangs the phone.

"Khushi you better eat something Chotte is very angry!" warns Khushi.

"Alright, I will eat something else ". Khushi goes to the kitchen. She finds some gelebi there and eats it fully.

Later, when everyone was preparing for pooja in the living room... Khushi was not feeling well...

Suddenly, she rushed to the bathroom to throw up.

Payal came to the washroom to help her get cleaned up.

Later Khushi was laying in her bed and the whole Raizada family was around her, everyone was concerned for her health.

"What happened to Bhatti sari...." Enquired mami with concern.

Akash was also there since he came back from his business trip.

"Khushi Ji doctor will be here in any minute"

"I am fine Akash Ji, no need to call the doctor!"

"If I don't call bhaay will kill me." Akash's phone rang and it was Arnav calling. He took the phone.

"Akash you reached home? How was the meeting "

"It was okay bhaay " Akash said with less enthusiasm.

"Why you sound disappointed? Everything alright?"

"That...Khushi Ji threw up and she is not feeling well" said Akash in one single breath.

Even though the whole family was asking him to not say that, he didn't understand it.

"What! Did you call the doctor? How is she? Did she eat jalebi again? She won't listen to anything that I say!"

Arnav was burning with anger.

That's when doctor came and started checking Khushi .

"Bhaay Relax, Doctor came. I will inform you if anything is there."

"Okay there is one more meeting after that I am coming home"

Everyone was waiting for the doctor to speak. Khushi was laying on the bed. Ajali and Payal was sitting beside her.

"Nothing to worry about. It's quite usual at this period " said the doctor with a small smile.

Everyone was having an incredulous expression, including Khushi.

"Doctor did she threw up because she had too much jalebi ?" Enquired Dhadhi with great concern.

Doctor chuckled.

" No... She threw up because of Arnav" the doctor said playfully.

"What! Did chotte beat you? Did he scold you Khushi?" asked Anjali worriedly.

"No didi. Arnav Ji didn't do anything!" assured Khushi.

"It's because of Arnav's deeds Khushi is in this state! " Doctor said with a smile.

"We don't get it, doctor," said Akash.

"Arnav is going to be a father. Kushi is pregnant. Congratulations."

Everyone started to scream, laugh they don't know how to express their joy.

Khushi was blushing hardly and couldn't look at anyone. Ajali was hugging and teasing Khushi at the same time.

After the doctor left, Akash informed everyone that Arnav will reach home within no time.

And they all planned to prank Arnav.

******

When Arnav reached in front of his room the whole family was standing in a line with angry face except Khushi.

"Where is Khushi? How is she? What did the doctor tell? Is she alright? Why are you all looking at me like that?" asked Arnav without missing a beat.

"Because of you, Arnav bhitttuva, Khushi's health is not okay," said Dhadhi with a stern face.

"Me? What did I do?" Arnav didn't understand anything.

"Khushi is inside, ask yourself Chotte?" said Anjali copying Dhadh's expression.

"Everyone is mad". He opened the door and sat near Khushi.

"How much time should I tell you not to eat too much jalebi? You won't listen to me, right? And why is it everyone blaming me for your vomiting?" Arnav waited for her reply. But she was blushing and couldn't even look at him.

" Khushi speak up!" Arnav moved towards her and cupped her face. Khushi looked into Arnav's eyes, it was filled with concern. She took Arnav's hand and kept it on her belly, Arnav watched Khushi's action without having any clue about what was happening.

" Arnav Ji, you are going to be a father "

Arnav froze. He couldn't believe what he heard.

" What?" He asked in a low voice.

"A small Arnav is growing inside me "

Arnav knew it was the most beautiful moment in his life. At that time he pictured himself playing with a small baby. His eyes filled with tears and at the same time, he started smiling. Khushi too started smiling. Arnav pulled Khushi to him and kissed her passionately on the lips. He poured all his happiness into that kiss and he looked at her.

"I am going to be a father!" Arnav said half crying.

Khushi too started crying with happiness, she nodded. When they both calmed down Arnav kissed Khushi's cheek and told

" Now I know what I did!".

[phati-sari]

Hey! Firstly, I loved all your works. But Rishta has been my absolute favourite. I have read this FF multiple times and each time I get awestruck by this amazing creation. I had one question about IPKKND ek jashn. The one scene where Akash tells Arnav that Khushi wants to talk to him about babies, later they didn’t disclose that. I wanted to know about your perception about that. Hope this isn’t too much. Keep up with the good work. God bless you.

Hello!

Thanks for reading my stories, I’m glad you like RISHTAA :D

Everything about Ek Jashn is here and here, but just quickly in regard to the whole ‘Khushi wants to talk about children’, I firmly believe it was a hook to gain audiences for something they’d planned to follow.

I think EJ was the channel’s way of dipping their toe in the water to see what appetite audiences had for a sequel, but they grossly miscalculated and assumed that everyone was watching for Barun Sobti as Arnav Singh Raizada. From a marketing point of view, it went about as well as a brick trying to swim, and they’re back to the drawing board on that one.