#and we were like kuch nahi aise hi

[delicatetaysversion]

my sister and i sat down at our swing to eat dinner at exactly the same time just like we used to like it was an unspoken agreement i moved the pillow to put behind her back and i think some part of me healed a little bit

[lildepressyy]

i feel stupid and weird and awkward and wrong nothing happened there were no bad consequences but i hate the way i acted that was too vulnerable it shouldn't be like that i shouldn't have said that acted like that

[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। "

[tellywoodtrash]

channa mereya 31.10.22 lb

ginni came home and showed gulaabo ji the jala hua diary

gulaabo ji ecstatic

idk why tho

kuch bhi toh nahi rha diary ka, covers ke alaaava

gulaabo ji finally noticing ki hein why this fuckin burnt to a crisp

telling where you find this did you tell adi call him and tell him

ginni told truth

ginni shows pic of daarji and her dad

gulaabo dimpy shampy shock mein

lol the acting of the dimpy shampy kids tho

bless their hearts

udhar adi reading legal papers ke daarji has decided to give 50% of all assets to gulaabo ji and fam

ambar simmering in BG

taayiji like OMFG what we gonna do hum kangaal ho jayenge

dairy toh maine aise hi……

bwahahahaha

ambar is fuckin livid when he realises

oh god they're teaming up now

adi leaving with papers

ambar takes it from them and phaad diya

ambar doing bechara acting and said I'm stopping you from making a mistake

taayiji saying ginni and fam will just interpret this as you trying to put a monetary value and purchase their sammaan

blah blah they keep at it to brainwash stupid adi

and he's like yeah we should do what's right for ginni

lmaoooooooooo he's like ok so imma just take the lawyer to ginni's and let her decide how she wants compensation

ambar and taayiji like asjkdksdjksjdksjk 50% jaane ko tha ab poora ka poora chala jayga haath se

hahahahahahahahahaha

ginni lamenting ke she went to that fam unhe apna maanke

but daarji and ambar always knew whose daughter she was

and just kept cheating her

poora ka poora Singh parivaar fraud hai

gulaabo ji is in alag lvl of rage

ek toh business kharaab kiya

upar se ladki ki life bhi

she's about to burn this shit down

daaaaayum idk who's writing this show but the female characters are chefs kiss 🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽

I was scared gulaabo ji would be back on her shaadi vyaah bs telling ginni to forgive it's ok it's sasuraal

but clearly ginni gets her rage from her mom lol

gulaabo ji chaaku leke nikli threatening to murder them all

ginni like wtf stop

gulaabo like tu sasural ki ho gyi hai kya fckin decide whose side you're on

ginni finally gets knife away and says i wanna punish them too but not like this

we got till the diary, now we have to tell the truth to world

ki what these ppl did to us

we will do it together as a fam

we will get justice for papaji

police case court case jo chaahe karenge

and we willlllllll fuck them up

adi here with lawyer

lmao if looks could kill

adi would be a pile of ash on the floor like that dhaaba was 2 weeks ago

adi like i've brought him so you can do all the proceedings

gulaabo ji like we don't want a hissa of your paapi business

kyun karoon main deal with the murderers of my husband

i gave you such a precious thing of mine, my daughter

and you proved me wrong

ok but why everyone yelling at HIM

for what his dad and grandad did

woh toh bechaara iss mulk mein bhi nahi tha

usko dhakke maar ke nikaala tha uske baap ne

anyway poor lil baby adi *pats his head*

lots of khari khoti being sunaofied to him

ginni like pls leave

adi saying pls i really didn't know

since i found out i've been dying in guilt pls i really love you

ginni like if you love me then why didn't you tell me the truth

coz you were scared. not of losing me. but that your family ka truth will be exposed.

btw she's not yelling haan

bohut rage hai but she's talking calmly

ginni says if you really wanna give me something, give me justice

tell the world what your family did to mine

i don't want you to throw money at this

i want healing

kaun sayaana yeh show likh rha hai yaaar 😭😭😭

itna logic saha nahi jaa rha

ginni asking bolo de sakte ho this justice

that the world learns ki what caliber ka chef my dad was

adi like i'll do it i promise

thinks about how daarji is sick and fighting for his life and tells ginni not now, let him become ok

ginni says good you care for your fam

so even i will

and you're just using daarji as an excuse to emotionally blackmail

girl pls let's calm down

anyway she's like my family should keep suffering but yours shouldnt face any inconvenience

he's begging pls just give me time

anyway she calls out his stupid fuckin family for driving her dad to madness and asks for accountability from them

he's still promising justice but need some time

she's like ok fine then

only talk to me through lawyers

that's it

he's determined ki i'll do what I said

precap: daarji asking for ginni and adi saying she didn't come back she wants justice

taayiji angry and yelling she just wants badla from us

also there's an angry mob outside their house

and someone threw ink on daarji

[worldscollidinginone]

Chapter 3 - Flowers And A Message

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The next thing that I remember is that I am lying in my bed with an icepack in my head. I touched my own head, and I gathered the consciousness that I had a fever. And quite high. 

I went towards Rahul's picture and kissed its lips and said: "I love you. I love you, Rahul. Why did you leave me alone, ah? Where are you? I WANT TO HUG YOU, I WANT TO LOVE YOU, but you are not here. WHY???? WHY, DAMNIT. WHY? " Then I broke down crying and punched the wall till my hands were bleeding. Then I fell on the floor, hopeless. 

I got up after what seemed like an era, feeling thirsty and hungry. So, I went towards the kitchen to get a glass of milk. I drank it in one gulp. I then realised that there was silence. No one in the apartment apart from me. It can't happen. Rahul was with me a while ago. I remembered that he kissed me on the cheek and on the lips and I started touching the cheek and my lips that he kissed. They were a bit swollen. I started blushing. 

I then went towards the bathroom, to check if Don was there or not. No trace. None. It seemed that he was never there. He never came in here. Probably. 

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The next morning, I saw Roma preparing some dishes in the kitchen. 

"Riya, are you feeling okay now? I came in 2 hours ago and you were sleeping deeply, so I didn't want to disturb you. I made some breakfast for myself. Do you want some?" 

"Yes, please." 

"Okay." 

I waited on the kitchen counter and sat down on a nearby chair. I was trying to remember what happened yesterday and it made me wonder. Normally Don would have wanted to meet his jungli billi, and the only person he calls that is Roma. 

I started thinking. What could be something that he wants from me? Is it that he wants me to feel weak, feel helpless then? I don't know. There are so many questions and not one answer. 

Roma was calling me, but I was not listening, so she threw me a glass of cold water in my face. She noticed I was getting nervous. 

I screamed at her. "What's wrong with you Roma!!? Tumhe ho kya gaya hai, yaar? Aise koi pani ko phek ta hai kya?" 

She replied. "Riya, tumhe kya hua hai? Tum pareshaan lag rahi ho aur mere sawal ka jawab nahi de rahi ho. Is everything okay?" 

I hesitated. Should I tell her about yesterday? I do not know. I am so confused myself. It is better that I don't tell her; otherwise, it would just create a ruckus. 

"Kuch bhi to nahin. I am fine. I am probably nervous and cranky because of Don. You know that I keep having these hallucinations that Don is going to come back and then he doesn't come. It's because of him that I am a bit cranky. I probably need a vacation. Go somewhere that no one can recognize me and have a relaxed life." 

"I know that feeling, Riya. I would like to have a vacation as well. Don has drained me completely. You know what; I am going to ask Malik Saab to give us a vacation, so we can go together." 

At that point, my phone rings. It's Malik Saab. 

"Riya, hello. Come straight to the office now and take Roma with you. We've got some info about Don." 

"Ok Sir, we're coming." 

"What happened?" 

"We've got some info about Don." 

I got dressed and we drove towards the office. 

My heart was beating faster than ever. Maybe we have found his exact location and now we can capture and arrest him. My boss was looking very agitated and, somehow confused as well, when I came in. 

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As soon as I came in, my boss directed me to my office. I was shocked. It was fully decorated with flowers and on the table, there was a piece of paper, which read:   

Don 

I didn't know how to react anymore. It felt weird to get this from him. The confusion that I had grew more. Why would Don send this to me? And then I remembered what happened yesterday. That meant that whatever had happened, happened. 

And for some reason, I was happy. 

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After this, I stayed in my office and think about what just happened. I can't believe that Don would do it, but I would believe it if it were Rahul. So, does that mean that he was Rahul? My Rahul is alive? 

I kept working till 5, and at that moment I got a call. I was a bit confused since normally no one would call me when I was working. So, I went and picked the call. 

"Hello?" 

It was him. I could recognize him from his breath. 

"Ab free ho?" 

"No." 

"Don?" 

"Hmm?" 

"Yeh sab kyu? Mere kareeb aane ki koshish kyu kar rahe ho?" 

"Kyu ki tum meri ho. Main tumhe aapne saath le jaane wala hoon hamari duniya mein. Get ready, sweetheart. Bye Riya. I miss you." 

Kyu ki tum meri ho. Hamari duniya. 

Before I could ask him anything, he disconnected the call. And for some reason, I was very happy.

Go to Chapter 4

[lovetherapyworld]

SCAM AT FIRST SIGHT ❤️

Pata h log humesha kehte h ki love at first sight ki baat he kuch alag hoti h...par mein un logon mein se thi jo bolti thi "arrey yarrr love at first sight vagera kuch nahi hota...sab scam h...bas crush at first sight hota h...banda/bandi bas tumhe cute lagte h...so it's just a crush not love" Par woh Kehte h na jo jis cheez me believe nahi karta uske saath humesha wahi hota h...just like in horror movies the person doesn't believe in ghosts is the first one to see them...and yes damn it mere sath bhi hua....he was a friend of a friend...

So, I was just going to meet my college friends in a cafe...and when I entered the cafe there he was a guy sitting very sweetly and quietly in a corner with the best hair, best face, best glasses and most importantly the best and the cutest smile!!! Oh My Godddddd...Who Is this! I still remember my reaction and I still feel the goosebumps when I remember that moment....

First of all at that moment I was like... "Beta, lagta h tere sath bhi scam hone wala h...ab toh tu gayi kaam se..." You guys toh very well know how it is when you fall for someone....it's like from that very moment you just cannot take out that person's face out of your mind, heart,soul and what not!! There were like 1000 Things going in my mind at that time..." Man he's so cute, why is he so silent, why isn't he talking, he's so innocent, he's so sweet, his smile is just so adorable!! oh can't ignore the dressing sense! Finally a guy with good dressing sense! Ok he's hot too" I was so trying to convince myself that "babe love at first sight nahi hota h....maybe you just fell for his looks...you just have a crush on him...just just stick to that ok and shut the f up! But nahi mujhe toh bas use stare kare Jana h stare kare Jana h...usko kya pasand h kya nahi sab kuch scan karna h mujhe...at that moment I knew that I was f up..

Ya guys I was so in love!!! That smile that damn smileeee...aaghhhh!!! At that point I knew it was diffrent.... I immediately called my best friend and her about him..... like at that very moment... I mean ofcourse she had to know....

Okay as much as I hate to admit it...it really was the best thing and the feeling ever....it's like....I just thought that "girl if you can love someone from the moment you saw them....just imagine the love and care and affection you'll have towards him for the rest of your life! I mean generally people are friends first then they start talking and meeting then they like each other and then start dating...But here you skipped all this and fell in love with him the moment you saw him! Okay I still can't believe what I thought next! I was like " so I think he is the one"... Aise kaun hota h yarrrr...I was like Bhai usse pehle baat toh kar!!! 2 min mein you're like yeah yeah he's the one! Guys I'm telling you I really was f up...I swear lmao...

Okay first of all we're not dating.... we don't talk rn cuz a bunch of things happened good and bad...but still I do think he's the one....

So my point here is...Life really takes unexpected turns...and you never know what will happen next...I was the girl who never believed in love at first sight but dekho mere sath wahi scam hua....and now I feel like it's the best thing ever happened to me and that he's the one....so all I'm saying is just be open to all the things....only then you'll be able to experience the joy and happiness of every unexpected beautiful moments in your life....and yes now I'm Jaggi from Shiddat lmao...Just a hopeless romantic...Just waiting for him...so finally I think it's not a scam but it's still a scam yarrrr but a good one... So I don't call it love at first sight now... I call it 'Scam At First Sight' and jinke saath hua h unhe I call 'Scamies' including me ofcourse

So, this was my first blog guys.. I wanted it to be casual and I wanted you guys to feel and relate it so maine waise he likha h jaise log normally baat karte h...so please give me your reviews and tell me if you want me to improvise anything... See you in the next blog scamies.....

[unicornbitchface]

Raat ki Rani

Pairing: Henry Cavill x OFC

Background: A story set in the colonial past of India.

Beta’d by my lovely friend @madbaddic7ed​​ !

Warnings: harsh languange

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Chapter 3

The hall looked magnificent as if the ghosts of the past had brought them back to the days of glory. The chandelier was lit up, its jewels reflecting light upon every nook and corner.

The musicians played with vigor, expecting a heavy reward for their best efforts and the sweet-scented welcome of every guest added to the pomp.

Every high born around the state was to be present in the feast, and there they were, happy to make the acquaintance of the new British resident. The only glitch was that the said officer was nowhere to be seen, making the Maharaja jittery and a little annoyed.

Soon everyone would start asking questions, for how long was he supposed to distract guests with starters? With this thought, Ganga nodded at Kulwant, asking him to get an update.

*******

Late again! But the blame was on the delay with the dress they insisted to be worn. What was wrong with the old ones? Nothing when I see them!

Who in their right minds would wear these? UGH. I will have to talk to the culprits after this goddamn feast for that buffoon!

As Damini walked through the seemingly deserted halls of the palace, fixing her stubborn hair, adding a gajra and cursing the dressmaker, she did not realise that she took a wrong turn.

Distressed by her woes of fashion and etiquette that mandated her presence in that debauchery, she walked in a jiffy towards her dear friend, Ashwanth.

The gajra, long forgotten, embraced the side of the marble tile near a very special room. Only the melody of her heavy gold trinkets echoed in the air paired with a certain gift, attracting the attention of a handsome blue-eyed devil who was switching to his suits after giving the Indian kurta a chance.

The sound made him curious like the first night, and his feet dragged him to the halls. Only half dressed, shirt unbuttoned, he looked around and tried to trace the echo. All that he could concur, was a moving shadow with the curves of silk, the bells moving in sync with those voluptuous hips. Coming back to his allotted room, the only remnant of that siren laid across the floor.

The gift.

That smell.

His hand snatched the bunched flowers, as if the grounds would swallow them if he wasn’t quick enough. One whiff and he knew he needed it in his life more than the opium his friends favoured.

So, it belonged to a person after all, and by the accompanying silhouette, a woman.

His woman.

A sudden realization had his pupil dilated, as he went back to the room. She might be at the feast.

If he heard them right, everyone significant would be present in that hall, and she was the most significant.

He chuckled at his poetry, what is wrong with me, he thought. He moved around the room with swiftness but also a renewed interest, humming tunes while he applied a dash of cologne and adjusted his jacket to perfection.

He passed the mirror one last time, stopping to fix his hair. He had to look perfect for his sweet maiden. His brows furrowed, a troubling thought flashing his mind. What if she was spoken for? What if she was claimed already, her heart in someone else’s hands?

Blue eyes turned colder than a foot of ice.

Hands on the desk,

He looked at himself,

A crooked smile gracing, 

Then what?

Then,

A war like no other.

A war that would put Trojan and Mahabharata to shame.

A knock at the door tamed the raging storm in his eyes. Lord Cavill looked up, frowning at the distasteful intrusion upon his whims and fancies.

Ah, the big bad boulder.

“Come in, General! I assume you are here to escort me to the venue?”

“Khamba Ghani Cavill Saab. I heard that the British people are always on time, and yet here I find you, barely dressed for the occasion.”

A smirk laced the British resident’s face as he retorted, “Well you’re not wrong, but I happen to be the guest of honour and I may arrive whenever I may please. In fact, just for that comment, I would like to take a few more minutes before I leave.” And he turned towards his desk and picked up a recent correspondence from the Crown. 

Kulwant couldn’t help but roll his eyes, a movement instantly caught by the blue-eyed man. 

“Keep going! I will take an extra minute for each time you roll your eyes, kind sir.”

It was beyond the General’s comprehension that a man as petulant as this entitled bleached monkey, could even hold the post of a hawaldar in court, let alone be a Lord of some sort. Nevertheless, he was a guest, and of honour at that.

Thus, the loyal servant of the court stood tall and quiet while the firang made his point, albeit unnecessarily.

Once he was done having fun at the General’s expense, Cavill agreed to be escorted to the event. He reached the hall, and couldn’t believe his eyes for a minute. 

The hall looked straight out of a fairytale, and the worth of the mere jewels studded on the walls could help him buy a couple of kingdoms.

He reigns in his musings, and walks toward Maharaja Ganga Singh. 

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“We don’t have time! Baba will decorate his court with my head! Let’s go!”

“Damu! Come on, wait! You don’t even have flowers in your hair.”

“You think I care, Ashwanth!? I can barely move in this outfit! It’s so heavy and so unnecessary! All for that invader and his honour! What can be more honourable than stealing lands you have no business with, right?”

“Damu, don’t be silly! You’re a princess, and you cannot just march into the hall like a maid! Here, let me put these roses and..Can you just.. oho! THERE.”

“That’s right! I am a princess and this is my palace! Watch me..”

The two friends kept bickering along the way. Anyone who had seen these two would mistake them for longtime lovers, and yet things remained strictly platonic, at least from Damini’s end. 

For someone with an expertise in strategising, warcraft and literature, the princess often missed the veiled looks Prince Ashwanth threw at her. How he always brought gifts, only in exchange for her ruthless company and how he bowed down to all her incessant demands, all for her pleasure.

To Ashwanth, she was the key to his future and beyond. To Damu, he was the ever constant confidant, seemingly balanced and loyal to a fault.

As they moved towards the hall, she made eye contact with her father and naturally started walking to him, just like she has been trained to, her seat to his left calling out to its rightful master. What she didn’t realise was a figure moving in the same direction.

Lost in conversation and the pull of the decorum, she collided with a commoner, which only fueled her frustration.

“Dekh ke nahi chala jata kya? Humare raste aane ki himmat kaise hui?” (Can't you see where you're going? How dare you get in my way?)

“What did you just say?! How dare you use that tone with me?

“Poore mahal mein yeh gorey deemak ke bhaanti badhte hi ja rahe hain! Ek din ka bhi chain nahi hai!”(These white people are everywhere, like pests! Give me a break)

“Damu yeh..”(Damu this is….)

“Honge apne desh mein nawab, yahaan pe inki aukaat humaare naakhoon baraabar bhi na hain! Aur aise kya ghoor rahe hain yeh, laaj lajja kuch hai inko?” (He might be a Lord in his country, but here he isn't worth my toenail! And why are you staring at me like that? Have you any shame?)

Lord Cavill fumed at this disgrace of a woman, one who dared to look him in the eye and dared to speak while addressing him directly. Although he could not understand her words, her tone and posture were enough to get her backhanded, had they not been in the presence of company.  

This unruly child must be taught a lesson.

If anyone asked Lord Cavill, a woman’s tongue is only good for two things, sewing her mouth shut and on his cock whenever he pleased. If he didn’t expect the siren of his dreams to be in attendance, he would have put her in her place. Even if he could not punish this puny, dusky troll, he still had a reputation to defend.

“You listen to me carefully woman! You are messing with the wrong man, and spewing gibberish in some primitive language is not going to save you! Do you even know who I am? You are in MY bloody court and if I please, I can rip that serpentine tongue out of that pretty little hole! So you better apologise!”

“Cavill Saab.. please.. that’s my..”

“APOLOGISE? For what? Standing on my own soil? Or comparing you to a termite? None of which are false in my eyes. So get out of my way and know your place or you know what, go cry to your incompetent Lord!”

A storm raged in their eyes, wrath of all oceans combined in his and a black blizzard stirred concurrently in hers.

“Eyes down now, foreigner. ” The Tigress growled in warning.

The entire hall was suddenly quiet at the outburst. The musicians had stopped playing, and by the look of amusement on their faces, this was not the first time Damini Bai Sa had been the centre of attention.

Ashwanth tried pulling her back, her father was shooting daggers at her, while her siblings stood with aggravated expressions, exasperated by this wild child. It was Ganga Singh, who walked towards the ruckus and roared, which broke the deadly silence that had thickly draped the occasion.

“DAMINI! Are you out of your mind?! Do you even know WHO that is? Forgive me my Lord! This is my youngest child, Rajkumari Damini Bai, and I do not know what got into her, she is nothing like this!”

Renu and Revati Bai snickered at this comment and tried to hide their glee when they could see their father’s plan failing. No way will Lord Cavill bed this wild boar! They were preparing themselves for saving the kingdom, all the while reaping the seeds of pleasure from it.

“Damu, this is Lord Cavill himself. What is wrong with you, my child? Apologise, right now!”

“I would rather do Jauhar..” (light a pyre)

“DAMI..”

“It’s alright, Mr. Singh! I cannot expect common courtesy from uncultured brats like her. It just saddens me that you bear this burden on your shoulders! She certainly must have brought tremendous shame to the title of a Princess!”

Damini was about to give him a piece of her mind when Ashwanth pulled her back and gave her a solid glare.

Lord Cavill continued, “ Forgive me, but Maan Singh and your daughters seem like true blue-blooded beings. Has she been adopted from the streets?” His condescending tone should have had all the swords in the realm drawn up, but the language barrier and a father’s resolution to shove his daughter at him, saved the British neck.

Damini could not tolerate the insult and charged at him, “ Oh this is it! You goddamn plague sore! I will..” but was blocked by Ashwanth who was done watching her embarrass the Rajputana pride like a common whore.

“THAT IS ENOUGH DAMINI! Go take a seat!” The Maharaja ordered. But when she moved to her designated seat, her father grabbed her by the arm and lashed out with gritted teeth, “Sit with the guests. That seat belongs to your Master now. And don’t you dare embarrass me further. You are to serve him, and make sure he is left wanting for nothing. Nothing.”

Tears threatened to fall as the Tigress straightened her back, the princess coming to the fore, taking her position in the room, finding her place in the oppressive hierarchy.

Cavill watched her change her stance, a subtle nod to whatever her father threatened her with and for a second, he was impressed by the precise mutation. That is when he noticed the princess for the first time. Not so bad for a desert kingdom, blooming in all the right places. 

Back home, feisty women were his speciality, and he would often tame the likes of this woman, ploughing through their virgin lands.

His eyes wandered to her navel, as she walked to the guy who took her away earlier. Must be fucking her, and not enough at that! If she were in the right bed, she would be blissed out and her tongue tired. He could see her under him, screaming for an entirely different reason.

As the lust awoke, the mere thought of breaking this ballsy female had blood rushing to his groin, steeling his resolve as well as his cock. He had never bedded a princess, and was primed to claim her body for one night.

If that man could have her, she was fair game to all.

He strode towards the prize, steps decisive and eyes frigid. That is when he heard her voice, lowered but not discouraged by any means.

“Ashwanth, they let him take my seat, MY seat! And how could he say that about my lineage!? It was my seat!”

Ashwanth patiently replied, “ Don’t create a scene Damu, a chair does not define your position in the house, neither does some outsider! And can you please stop talking in English? You know how our people feel about it!”

Damini was feeling suffocated and needed to take a breath, but her luck soured the moment she felt thick fingers grabbing her arm, and felt his breath at the nape of her neck.

“You don’t need to get so riled up, princess. You know you can always sit on my lap like the little bitch you are.”

Damini looked at him with such fire in her eyes that it would have put Hestia to shame.

"Take. Your. Hands. Off. Me."

Taken aback, Cavill's grip loosened and she jerked out of his grasp with a rippling force. Much to the astonishment of the onlookers, she turned on her heel and stormed off.

The pride of her tears matched with the stride of the Tigress, refusing to fall before anyone.

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Hindi Terms:

Khamba Ghani: Rajasthani salutation and a way to say hello. 

Firang: A derogatory term used for Europeans/ Colonisers, loosely translating to outsider.

Saab: Sir

Maharaja: King

Gajra: A traditional weave of scented flowers used as hair accessory by women.

Chapter 2

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Ice Cream {Hrithik/Tiger}

Based on Hrithik's comment: ['kal raat main bed mein laita howa tha ice cream khah raha tha. Maine Tiger ko phone kiya ke woh kya kar raha hai toh usne kaha main bed mein hon, ice cream khah raha hon. We both were feeling same things'.]

"Main abhi bed mein ice cream khah raha tha, feeling happy about movie. Tu bata kya kar raha hai?"

Few seconds of silence.

"Jai?"

"Main bhi bed mein leta howa hon aur ice cream khah raha hon."

A few seconds silence on Hrithik's side.

"We both are feeling the same things then." Hrithik says in joking manner but Tiger feels himself going red and melting. Only if he knew what feelings Tiger was feeling while thinking about the movie. Taking another scoop in mouth he just hums.

"It feels great, haina? Movie itni successful hogayi."

"Woh toh honi hi thi, aap jo ho esme." Hrithik allows himself to feels blush as no one is there to watch him. He thought maybe afterall this time he might get used to Tiger's genuine praises but they still have a certain affect on him.

"Kyunki hum dono hain esme." He corrects Tiger and can hear his shy smile over the phone and it makes Hrithik smile too warmly.

There is a pause for few seconds as both of them take another scoop and hear each other eat ice cream and in that moment Hrithik does not feel alone, he only wishes he could see Tiger too but he banishes that thought. That young man truly admires and loves him and he is the one person Hrithik cannot dream of hurting. Sometimes when it gets too much he would succumb to harmless flirting just to see him blush, the way his eyes would drop, that shy smile playing on his lips, hands would fidget - so many times Hrithik had to control himself from reaching out and taking his hand.

He tried to stop, he did but then he saw how Tiger would feel low and would start to wonder if he made a mistake and Hrithik's heart would feel a tug. So trying to put his feelings aside he tried his best to be there for Tiger.

"Kya soch rahe hain?" That sweet, shy voice breaks his chain of thoughts. For a second he wants to tell the truth.

"Kuch khaas nahi." And Tiger believes him. He loves and hates how much just this guy trusts him. At such moments Hrithik wants to shake him up and scream 'stay away from me. I am nothing but trouble, I'm not worthy of your trust and love.' But he is a weak human being so each time he gets even a slight attention from Tiger, he drinks on it like a thirsty man searching for water for years.

A sudden sob threatens to choke out of him causing Tiger alarmed.

"Kya howa, aap theek ho?"

"Haan... Ice cream went into wrong pipe." He manages to keep his voice from shaking.

"Please araam se khao, apna khayal rakho. Mujhe aise mat darao please." And moments like this make Hrithik want to do something impulsive. Its good Tiger isn't here right now or else he would have done something impulsive like holding him tight and kiss him senseless.

Clearing his throat, Hrithik takes few breaths as Tiger listens to him.

"Aap theek ho?"

"Haan." He coughs and tries not to let another sob out.

"Konsi ice cream khah rahe ho?"

Tiger notices something is off but he accepts the question.

"Double chocolate, chip cookies." Hrithik goes still as he watches ice cream tub on his bed.

"I don't believe you."

"Kyun?" He can hear the cute pout and it makes him smile.

"Main bhi wohi double choco chip khah raha hon." Tiger smiles shyly.

"Ajeeb itefaaq hai." Tiger replies back after taking another bite.

"Itefaaq yaan phir..."

"Yaan phir?"

"Kuch nahi... chodo."

"Main aapko copy nahi kar raha." Hrithik tries to stifle his laughter.

"Maine aisa toh nahi kaha. Main toh yeh soch raha hon ke main tumhe copy kar raha hon." Tiger blushes at this and Hrithik smiles widely at this.

Only Hrithik keeps wishing if he could see him right now. Maybe Tiger was really reading his mind because he hears shuffling and before he could ask, he recieves a picture of Tiger hugging his ice cream preciously with a spoon in his mouth.

Hrithik's breathe catches in his throat and the things this picture does to his mind, it's good thing Tiger isn't in front of him right now.

"Kya howa? Picture achi nahi lagi?" Oh... well, two can play this game then.

"Bohut hi achi hai, aur spoon toh kitni fit lag rahi hai." Tiger goes into a coughing fit realising what he means and Hrithik laughs loudly.

Tiger tries to recover from the coughing fit while Hrithik laughs loudly, hearing that carefree laugh Tiger's heart skips beat or two. It's rare when Hrithik laughs like this and he feels special to have caused.

"Aise haste ho toh bohut ache lagte ho." As soon the words are out Tiger wants to hang up and Hrithik finds himself blushing all over again. What is with this guy keep making Hrithik blush.

"Sorry... I didn't mean..."

"Toh matlab main acha nahi lagta."

"Nahi ache lagte ho, bohut zayada." Shit, shit, shit. What the hell Tiger is doing. Ice cream is freezing his brain slowly for sure otherwise he wouldn't be throwing truth so carelessly at Hrithik.

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Episode 141: Hearts, Souls and Forever

The episode starts with Harsh being the supportive parent and expresses he is proud of Adi for taking care of Zoya so much and prioritising her needs and that he is happy they are standing by each other. Zoya is especially appreciative and happy with Harsh’s support. This is because having her ties broken with her own home and her own father, with Harsh being so supportive and loving towards her he is being the fatherly figure or surrogate father that she is yearning for. This may indicate that Harsh and Zoya’s relationship may be closer than her and her own father’s because of Waseem’s blind anger. 

Waseem talks suspiciously on the phone to someone about ruining Adi in such a way that he cannot even stand up again. It suggests life-threatening danger as Waseem says he will handle Zoya when she breaks down because he has done it once before. However Adiya will manage to overcome this trouble no matter how dangerous. This was indicated with the continuous grabbing each other’s hands and having to let them go but always, always returning to each other’s side and holding each other’s hand again. 

Zoya brings up the fact that her relationship with Adi has no name. She knows and is absolutely certain about their love no matter what, but she is worried with their relationship having no name that the world will insult the purity of their relationship and make a mockery of their pain and love that they have sought with so much angst, pain and uncertainty. 

Adi makes her follow him and answers her question with such heart “Zoya, main woh parindaa tha jo darr ke wajah se udd na bhool chuka tha. Tumne sirf mujhe dosti aur mohabbat nahi lautayaa hai. Tumne mujhe dobara udd na sikhaya hai. Jeena sikhaya hai, vishwaas karna sikhaya hai. Haan, jaanta hoon hum hamaare partners ki wajah se mile, humaare ex’s ki wajah se mile. Aur shayad jis waqt hum mile the na woh humaare zindagi ka sab se boora waqt raha hoga. Hum log literally dil dil marr rahe the. Lekin pataa nahi kyun, uss waqt bhi jab tum mere aas paas hoti thi naa toh aisa lagta tha jaise kissi marte ko saharaa mil gaya ho. Jab tum meri aas paas hoti thi uss dard main bhi halka sa, thoda sa sukoon mil jataa tha. Tumse baar baar ladta tha, phir tumhe hasataa tha. Kyun ke tum aas paas hoti thi na toh cheezein phir bhi samajh mein aati thi. Aur jab paas nahi hoti thi toh kuch samajh mein nahi ataa tha. Aise lagta tha pairon tale zameen ghayab, sar ke upar aasmaan nahi, aise lagta tha zindagi mein akaal pad gaya hai” (Zoya, I was that bird that in fear had forgotten how to fly. You didn’t just return friendship and love to me. You taught me how to fly again. You taught me how to live, how to trust. Yes, I know we met because of our partners, we met because of our ex’s. And maybe when we met that was the worst time of our lives. Our hearts were literally dying. But I don’t know why, at that time when you were near me that it felt like a dying person found support. When you were  near me in that pain there was a little, some peace. I fought with you again and again, then I would make you laugh. Because you were near me then I still understood things. And when you were not near me I could not understand anything. It felt like the ground underneath my feet was gone, there was no sky above my head, it felt like there was a famine in life). This whole speech symbolised Adi and Zoya’s union. She taught him to stand up again after he was broken completely. She taught him how to live again after all the deception he faced that led him into an endless tunnel of darkness and rage that had consumed every fibre of his being which he had no idea how to let go of. She instilled everything good and pure inside of him again and more. He fought with her to release some of the fire inside of him and yet he wanted to make her laugh afterwards, not once but again and again owing to the connection between them that he did not understand back then. But now he not only understands but values completely the immense depth to their relationship that the world will never understand completely because only they went through that almost crippling pain. Their love is endless like the seven heavens. 

He continues “Zoya yeh sab mere liye bhi pehli baar hai, maine aisa kabhi nahi feel kiya hai. Aur agar isse pyaar nahi pagalpan kehte hain, toh haan main tumse pagalon walaa pyaar karta hoon. Zoya agar isse pyaar kehte hain na, toh isse pehle maine kabhi pyaar kiya hi nahi. Zoya tumhaare liye dunya se ladd ne ka mann karta hai. Dunya jahaan ki har khushi cheen laane ka mann karta hai. Aasmaan se saare taare noch laane ka mann karta hai. Aur kabhi yeh math sochna ke tumne mere parivaar se door kiya hai. Kyun ke tum woh ho jisne mujhe aadhe adhoore se poora kiya hai. Aur agar ab, hum kissi wajah se alag hue na toh yeh parindaa aise toote ga ke phir dobara kabhi nahi udd payega” (Zoya all this is a first for me too, I have never felt like this before. And if this is not called love but madness, then yes I love you like a madman. Zoya if this is called love, then I have never loved before this. Zoya for you I feel like fighting the world. I feel like stealing all the world’s happiness. I feel like grabbing stars from the sky. And never think that you have separated me from my family. Because you are that person that turned me, an incomplete man, into a complete and wholesome man. And if now if we are to be separated for any reason then this bird will break so much that he will never be able to take flight again). With the repetition of Zoya’s name this is Adi’s way of telling her he means this for her and her only despite being in a relationship previously. He has never felt like this before and experienced these emotions. This differentiates between Pooja and his relationship and Adi and Zoya’s because they were close and they were best friends and used to share everything but they never were in love since all these complex and deep feelings of affection, yearning and wanting to be with Zoya desperately he never felt for Pooja at all. They were together but not living for each other. Whereas with Zoya he is living only for her, not with her. He managed to pick himself up when he lost Pooja but he knows without a doubt that he will never be able live again or pick himself up at all if he loses Zoya; this being the biggest difference between Pooja and his relationship and his relationship with Zoya. His whole speech completely encapsulates their relationship and how deeply their souls are interwined. 

Zoya replies “Hum kabhi nahi alag honge. Hum kabhi nahi alag honge kyun ke humaare alag hone se pehle humaari jaan chali jaayegi. Aditya humaari har dhadkan pe sirf aap ka naam hai” (We will never be separated. We will never be separated because before we separate I will die. Aditya, on every heart beat of mine, only your name resides). Although Zoya mentions that she will die before they are separated, this insinuation is rebuttled with the fact that Adi has mentioned multiple times since Adi and Zoya have come together that he will always protect her. Moreover although they had to let go of each other’s hands multiple times, they joined hands again and again with force and conviction no matter what the reason was that caused them to let go. And furthermore, Roshnaq’s simple yet heavy prayers also seem to allude that Adi and Zoya will always remain together with no sign of separation at all. 

Adi then proposes to her and says that he loves Zoya limitlessly (Bepannaah pyaar). Zoya emotionally replies that she chooses Aditya “iss janam mein aur agle har janam mein” (in this life and every life after this one). This clearly says that she does not wish to be with Yash ever again. What her and Adi have goes beyond what she had with Yash because Adi understands her and strengthens her in a way no one else ever did. Adi loves her but she also loves him and only lives for him. Her focus isn’t herself in this relationship like it was with Yash, her focus and attention is all on Adi. And fate has bound them together forever, their relationship goes beyond this life’s and world’s understanding.

Adi and Zoya get close and almost kiss until they are interrupted. 

Roshnaq becomes worried and sees that Waseem’s anger is like never before. Her worry is cumbersome but ultimately it is realised that Adiya will triumph over all evil and wrong. 

After the proposal Adi goes to get his wallet but an oncoming truck heads straight for him. Without any worry or concern for herself, Zoya runs to save him but is blinded by the headlights. During that someone manages to pull Adi away before the truck crushes him and only crushes his car. Zoya runs and hugs Adi so tightly and then checks to make sure he is okay and hugs him tightly again and the episode ends. 

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Aamir Khan: Rajkumar Hirani told me, you must take on 3 Idiots, the core of the film is what you’ve lived by | Hindi Movie News

Aamir Khan delivered a masterclass in the basics of learning and also stepped into throwback mode about playing a student in ‘3 Idiots‘ at the convocation ceremony of Bennett University on Thursday. Excerpts:

‘I was very clear what field I wanted to be in very early’

I don’t know if many know here that I am not a graduate myself. But I do strongly believe in education. I may not have been to a formal college, but I did strongly believe in educating myself. When I actually stopped my formal education, I remember there was a big ruckus at home when I told my parents that I want to start learning about cinema and films. I remember I was 16 and by then I was pretty clear this is the field I want to be in. This is the world I belong to – of stories, of characters, of being part of storytelling, of touching people’s hearts, make them smile, cry and affecting them in different ways – and that excited me. So it was then that I decided that I want to learn about cinema and films. At that time there was FTII and there were film schools elsewhere in the world, but I couldn’t afford any film school. My parents weren’t that well-off. It was very difficult to get into FTII as it had limited seats, plus you had to be a graduate to be in FTII, which I wasn’t. So what was left for me to learn about cinema and filmmaking was learning at work – and which is why I decided to start working as an Assistant Director in films. This was in 1983. I remember when I even suggested this there was such a big ruckus, my entire family was like are you mad, you have to be a graduate, no matter what! None of them wanted me to be in films, though my father was a producer and my uncle was a director and producer. I had to fight tooth and nail, I was stubborn and finally, I did what I wanted, and they couldn’t stop me. I went my route and I worked as an Assistant Director for four years. Those were my learning years, and that’s when I realised that whenever I am interested in something and I want to understand it, it is up to me to learn it on my own. Thereafter, all the subjects in school that I was not interested in – History, Social Sciences, Philosophy, Physics, all these I read and learnt on my own and it’s been beautiful because I am interested in them. And I think that is the key, when you are interested in something, when you love something, when you want to learn, there is a thirst and a desire to learn, that’s when you learn the best.

‘I learnt the most by travelling within my country’

One thing I want to say to all of you as you are about to start your lives – the most that I have ever learned in life is by going deeper into my own country. That has been my own learning. I have told my own kids this and every young kid who wants to have some advise from me, take one year off from your life. Just travel from Kashmir to Kanyakumari. Take a bunch of friends and be safe. The amount you will learn in that one year will be priceless, you will go to towns, villages, meet people. One of my biggest learning in life has been when I was doing ‘Satyamev Jayate’, because I have lived a very sheltered life. You live in Mumbai, you don’t come to know what’s happening at the grassroots. When I did ‘Satyamev Jayate’, I got to know so many things about my life, country, society, challenges we face, the kind of courage we have as people. I got to learn so much about my own country. I wish I had thought of this idea when I was 18 or 19.

‘My mother’s lesson: Be sensitive to the feelings of others’

I always like to share this story with people and some of you may have heard it earlier. You know, when I was a kid, I used to play a lot of tennis. I was Maharashtra number one for a brief period, in sub-juniors. My mother used to keep some newspaper cuttings. Toh Times of India mein aata tha, you know, ‘Aamir Hussain upsets top seed’. My full name is Aamir Hussain Khan. At that time, we had dropped the Khan, it was too long – Aamir Hussain. And then when I became an actor, we dropped Hussain, then again, Aamir Hussain Khan was too long.

I am very close to my mother, and she is a big influence on me. She would wait for me to come home after tennis and ask me if I won or lost. One day I came home and she, as usual, asked me the same and I told her I had won. A little later, while we were having tea, she was introspecting, and she said: ‘The boy who lost to you, he must also have reached home by now, and his mother would have asked him the same thing, and she would be feeling bad that her son lost’. I was shocked, I had not thought of that! She was able to feel what that boy’s mother would have felt at that time. That had a deep impact on me. That made me realise that my mother is able to care, and think, and be sensitive to what others are feeling. Since then, I felt that one should never hurt someone or make someone upset, no matter what profession you get into, the ability to be sensitive to other people’s feeling is a quality that is rare and special to have. It is an important emotion. So go out there, have a great life, have a great time, but see if you can make others happy and be sensitive towards others.

‘Raju said you have lived the core thought of ‘3 Idiots’, you have to do this role, and I trusted his judgment over mine’

I often make a blasphemous error even today, where I assume in my head that I am still 18 or 21 (laughs). When I meet people, toh mujhe lagta hai main 18 ka hoon aur ye aunty hai. Toh mai aunty aur uncle bolta hoon – and then I realise that they are sometimes younger than me now!

But coming to how I played an 18-year-old at 44: When Raju first came to me with the script of ‘3 Idiots’, I loved the script. But I asked him, why are you thinking of me? I am 44 and your role is of a young kid, who is 18 to 21, he is going to graduate. Why do you want me in this film? I couldn’t for the life of me understand why he wanted me. He kept saying, ‘no, because these lines are very important, and when you say them, I believe them’. Basically, what he was trying to say was that the core thought of the film is don’t chase success, just chase excellence – and when you chase excellence, success comes chasing after you. Raju said that ‘yaar you have lived by this principle. Your choice of films, your career, you have done ‘Taare Zameen Par (TZP)’, ‘Lagaan‘, you have done films that were, on the face of them, like when you signed them, not supposed to be successful. So clearly, you were the one person who was not chasing success. You were trying to do whatever you felt like and trying to do the best you can. As a result, success came chasing after you because you are not chasing it.’ Clearly I wasn’t – somebody up there loves me! And then Raju said that ‘when you say that line – yaar kamyabi ke peeche mat daudo, kabil bano, kamyabi khud tumhare peeche aayegi, yeh line jab aap bologe toh audience ko believe karna hai. Audience aapse believe karegi kyunki aapki life aise aap jee chuke ho’. I said woh sab toh theek hai Raju, par jab main 18 saal ka dikhunga nahi toh phir hum kya karenge, matlab main aise classroom mein book pakad ke ghus raha hoon 40 saal ka ajeeb lagega, people will laugh at us.

I really respect Raju as a director and so I kept telling myself that yeh kuch dekh raha hai jo main nahi dekh pa raha hoon. It was one of those rare occasions when I decided to trust somebody else and say okay, I am trusting his judgment over mine. I had seen two of his films by then, and they were both really amazing, and I thought there is something in this guy, he is seeing something which I am not seeing. So I am going to trust his instinct. And that’s why I did the film.

On the role of the creative industry

I believe that it is the creative community which brings grace to society. If we so choose to, we do have the opportunity to try and build the social fabric of society, we can inspire people, we can bring hope to people. We can create heroes and icons that people like to emulate. So we can make people sensitive towards things. When I say creative community, I don’t mean actors alone, I mean writers, poets, lyric writers, painters, actors, dancers – these are all creative people. I believe that it is very important for creative people to understand, and whenever possible, use that ability to bring grace to society, to try and build the social fabric, whenever they can. I am not judgmental towards people who just make entertaining films because that is your primary responsibility. If you are just entertaining, that is good enough, if you are giving people a good time that is good enough – but along with that if you can tell something which makes them think, which makes them ponder, which sensitises them, that’s great.

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Look, the city had been drowned - literally - in enough rains and enough distress for the past two days and I was determined to let nothing - absolutely nothing - ruin my day. I was already 45 minutes behind schedule when I left my house, having missed my first class for the day, but no, that wasn't going to make me bitter. I promised myself. And no one would want to bring upon an unpleasant day after being on involuntary house arrest for 48 hours. No, not even you. So, I reach the station in record time (if that's what you call asking the rickshaw wala to drive faster every two minutes.) Boarded the train without having to rush. Found a seat by the window, with one lady dressed to the nines, albeit very desi nines, and another seated facing me, engrossed in her copy of The Alchemist. Five minutes after we've taken off from Bandra Station, the woman on my right catches my attention with her question - "Tum ladkiyon ko aise kapde pehen kar college jaane mein sharam nahi aati?" (Do you girls not feel ashamed when you wear such revealing clothes to college?) I didn't think I'd heard her correctly, because why would a stranger mind my choice of clothing? My top (as in the photo above) didn't even show any skin? She probably saw the disbelief on my face but continued nonetheless, "Tumhare maa-baap kuch bolte nahi?" (Do your parents not say anything?) She'd already overstepped her limits with her first question, but asking questions about my parents as if I was something to be ashamed of? Pure disgusting. So I raised my voice, "Aapse matlab?" (What's it to you?) "Nahi, nahi - kitni ladkiyon ko dekhti hoon, kaise-kaise kapde pehenti hain, sharam hi nahi hai. Dar nahi lagta kya? Hamesha itne khulle kapde pehenti ho?" (No, it's just- I see so many girls wearing such revealing clothes, are you not ashamed? Do you not feel scared? Do you always wear such provocative clothes?) "Aunty, aap toh sar se paav tak dhake ho, lekin phir bhi besharam ban rahe ho?" (Aunty, you're covered from head to toe and still manage to be shameless?") At this, she turns to the woman in front of me, who had silently been watching the entire exchange. "Dekha aapne? Bado se baat karne ki izzat toh hai nahi-" (Did you see that? Doesn't even have respect when talking to elders) But the woman didn't side with her, neither me - "Jaane do na behenji, aapse kya matlab hai?" (Just let it be, what's it to you?) But would I really be my parents' daughter if I didn't drag her ass to hell and back? Obviously not. "Aap mein badi tameez hai? Aap kya itna ghoor rahe ho ki jo dhaka hua hai aap vo bhi dekh sakte ho? Bade ho iss liye gaaliyaan nahi de rahi. Aur agli baar apni visesh tipni apne paas rakhein toh behtar hoga. Aap ke liye." (And you seem to have a lot of respect? The fact that you're staring at me enough to see through even when I'm covered? You're older than me, which is why I'm not spewing insults at you yet, and the next time you better keep your expert advice to yourself. It'll be for your own good." And by this time I was proper screaming. It's not like the compartment was packed, but we'd gained an audience for sure. After I was done she quickly got up and rushed to the exit to get off of the train, hopefully to never be seen again. Of course there are women who stare at younger girls on trains. Of course they scan us a few times over. Of course they mentally pass a judgment about us. Of course they nudge their friends and motion over to us. Are we used to it? Of course. I'm not saying that me having an exchange of this sort is the end of the world. I'm more or less used to it. But it did shake me up. It did force out a reaction. It did force me to go to the restrooms as soon as I reached college and check whether I really was showing "too much" skin or not. It did make me lose the courage to share this vocally, with any one of my friends because I was so stunned. It did make me curse the woman for having the guts to actually ask me why I wear the clothes I wear. Want me to rephrase that? She had the guts to ask me if I wasn't ashamed of 'asking for it'. How is it that women, themselves, find a way to bring other women down? I could be wearing the top I was wearing, or I could be wearing a two piece bikini or I could be wearing NOTHING at all and that still wouldn't give anyone the right to talk about my choice of clothing as their business. And how do the clothes we wear decide our character? I don't remember investing my personality into my clothes? My family, most importantly my mother and sister have always loved the idea of fashion, whether it be through full length dresses or the shortest of skirts. And the first thought I had was, "My parents are cool with me wearing whatever I want so long as I don't look like a clown - why would anyone else's opinion matter?" When it comes to our college's dress code, the students are allowed to wear "whatever the hell they want" - our Principal's words, not mine. In our first ever orientation we were told that there would be no dress coding, no length or size of jeans or skirts that we had to worry about. If our parents were alright with us leaving the house in the outfit we'd chosen, then the college had no right to call us out for it - which by far, is the most logical thing I've heard. Then why make someone else's choices your own business? Why constantly pin point at girls and make them fear of what's out there to grab them? Why turn every choice of clothing into some wicked way of 'asking for it'? Nobody asks for it. Ever. This is exactly how people make us feel as if our choices will bring danger upon us - ultimately have us raped. Clothes don't cause rape. Rapists do. -Cx (31/08/2017)

[madhavikunte]

A defining moment

"Tum mujhse naraz ho? Bohot jyada naraz ho?"

"Thodasa" said Abir faking anger.

"Lekin tum sirf dost nahi ho Abir. Dost se badhkar ho... aur mai tumhe khud se thodasa bhi naraz nahi rehne dungi!!"

At that very moment Kunal walked in...

And when he saw her standing in the close proximity of his brother, his protective instincts kicked in.

" What are you doing here? Stop buttering bhai, ok? Jab tak mai yahan hoon tumhari daal nahi galne doonga. Mai tumhe bhai ko emotionally manipulate nahi karne dunga. You get that?"

"NANKO!" Abir says " kya bol raha hai..."

"Bhai apko kuch nahi pata. Mai is ladki ko achche se janta hoon. Pehle sympathy gain karegi aur phir apna kaam nikalwa legi apse."

"Shut up Nanko! Ye koi tarika hai baat karne ka?"

"Tum abhi bhi yahi khadi ho? Gayi nahi? Mujhe bhai se important baat karni hai, so you just leave, ok."

Mishti looks at Kunal with a resigned expression. Why does he have to be so difficult every single time!

"Ok" she was about to leave when Abir signals her to stay. "Nanko, Mishti yahaan kaam se ayi hai. Mere school mei bhi aur mere room mei bhi. To use apni baat poori kar lene do. Mai tumse thodi der mei milta hoon."

"Lekin bhai..."

"Nanko..."

"Aisi bhi kaunsi important baat karni hai ise? Kaunsa saal bhar ka balance sheet discuss karne ayi hai jo baad mein nahi aa sakti? Anyways, mai ye keh raha tha ki..."

"Kunal mai Abir se..." says Mishti.

" Will you just shut up?" Kunal almost snapped at her.

"NANKO!!" Abir raised his voice.

He was trying his level best not to lose his cool. But Kunal was now getting on his nerves. He was not going to take Mishti's insult lightly. No one... just no one can dare to insult a lady in front of Abir Rajvansh. And Mishti was special. She, was the love of his life and he will readily give up his own life for her honour. He had decided in that split second that enough is enough. He won't take any crap coming her way, especially from Kunal.

"Kisi posh building ke AC conference room mei table par baithkar dinbhar discussion nahi karta to kya mera kaam important nahi hai? "

"Bhai maine aisa kab kaha?"

"To meri meetings mei itne disturbances kyu aarahe hai?" Abir was curt. And kunal got the message loud and clear. His bhai was upset and he didn't want to be the reason for it.

"Mai apse baad mei milta hoon. Aap pehle apni meeting Khatam kar lo bhai." He shot an angry glance at Mishti and turned to go.

"Jaate wakt darwaza band karte Jana. Mai nahi chahta ki koi mujhe dobara disturb kare."

With that Kunal walked out, silently closing the door behind him.

"I am sorry Mishti. "

"Sorry to mai kahne ayi thi. Tum kyu keh rahe ho?"

"Kunal ko tumse aise baat nahi karni chahiye thi..."

"It's ok. Aur wise bhi usne jo bhi kaha wo important nahi hai."

"To kya important hai Mishti?"

"Tum"

"Kyu?"

"Bas ho."

"Mishti..."

"Abir, pata hai... jab courtship mei thi to badi confused thi mai. Samajh nahi aa raha tha ki rishta sahi hai ya nahi. Upar se bahar Walon ke taane, gharwalon ke expectations... mai decision nahi le pa rahi thi. Wait kar rahi thi ki koi ishara mile. Har baar tumhari raye janana chahti thi. Tab nahi samjh pai, par ab janti hoon ki tum kitne important ho. Tum kya sochte ho, wo mere liye kitna important hai."

"Mai kabhi kuch bhi aisa nahi karna chahti jo tumhe achcha na lage. Mai apni life mei bahut kuch kho chuki hoon. Humari dosti mere liye Sab kuch hai. Mai is dosti ko nahi khona chahti. Mai tumhe nahi khona chahti Abir! "

Mishti turned away from him. She was facing the mirror now. Looking at him in the mirror, she said,

"Mai aisa koi decision nahi lena chahti jo humari dosti ko affect kare. I hope you understand Abir..." Abir was also looking at her in the mirror.

He was keenly observing her. He wanted to gauge where all this was headed. At the same time, he didn't want to push her. Mishti was already stressing herself by revisiting her unpleasant memories and he didn't want to add up to the pressure that was mounting on her. He genuinely wanted to comfort her. He was longing to ease her worries and wipe out her insecurities. But at her pace. He did not want to rush. That would only complicate matters.

He wanted to help her. "Tum is baat ki tension bilkul mat lo. Ye dosti jitni tumhare liye important hai utni hi mere liye bhi hai. I do understand your feelings... Mishti." He said with an understanding smile.

"No you don't..."

"Mishti" he said "tumhe jitna time lena hai tum le sakti ho. Mai yahi hoon. Tumhe chodkar kahi nahi jaunga."

"Kitni ajeeb baat hai na Abir, jab time chahiye tha to koi dene ke liye tayyar nahi tha. Aur ab..."

"Ab kya?"

At times it takes forever to take a small decision in life, just because we keep waiting for the right moment. But sometimes its only a split second thats needed to take life's most important decisions. That was exactly what was happening with Mishti!

" I am scared Abir. Mujhe taane sunne ki aadat hai. Jab khushiyan aati hai to dar lagta hai... phir se disappoint hone ka."

"Tumhe mujhpar, humare rishte par kya itna bhi bharosa nahi hai ?"

"Mujhe apni kismat par bharosa nahi hai. Jo khushiyan dikhayi de rahi hai, pata nahi unpar mera hak hai bhi ya nahi... "and she faced him.

Abir lovingly put his hand on her head. He said "Ye khushiyan tumhari hi hain Mishti. Ab inhe accept karna hai ya jane dena hai, wo tumhe khud decide karna hai. Just remember one thing. I'll always stand by you. No matter what you decide."

" I think humein ab bahar chalna chahiye. Kaafi der ho gayee hai. " with that, he walked out of the room...

Abir came out of the room and almost bumped into Kunal and Kuhu!

...When Abir patted on her head, she felt as if a huge burden was being lifted off her head. She felt so calm and composed now.

She noticed the picture of heart was still in her hand. She smiled looking at it. She rushed out to find Abir. She had finally made her decision and she wanted to tell him that... and so much more!

Outside the room, Abir was surprised to find Kunal and Kuhu together. Them being together was not really a surprise but what they had done was definitely surprising. It was dusk already and the whole school campus was lit up with fairy lights!

"Bhai! Why did you take so long? See what we have done? Un gundon ke pakde Jane ki khushi mei Humne saare school ko decorate kiya hai. Humne poore school premises mei apke favourite lights laga diye hai. kaisa laga apko humara surprise?"

Abir was still processing all this, when Mishti rushed outside.

"Abeeeeerr...."

He turned back to see her running towards him. Why was she yelling at the top of her voice? Was something wrong? Did she hurt herself inside? All kinds of thoughts came flooding into his head and he was so overwhelmed by the site of her rushing towards him!

"Kya Hua? Tum theek to ho? Kahin chot to nahi aayi na? Aise kyu chilla rahi thi?"

"Mai theek hoon. Tumhe kuch batana tha. Infact, tumse kuch kehna tha."

"Oye tragedy queen, pehle saans to lele. Aisa bhi kya excitement hai?" Said Kuhu.

Kunal was as always irritated by her appearance.

"Jo bhi bolna hai baad mei bolna. Abhi mai bhai ko lighting dikhane le ja raha hoon." "Chaliye bhai..."

Mishti side stepped Kunal and handed over the picture of heart to Abir. He looked at the picture, then at her. Even before he could react she said, "Maine decide kar liya hai Abir. Mujhe khush rehna hai."

A small grin made its way on Abir's face.

Mishti held both his hands and kneeled down in front of him...

"Jiss se bhi Milte ho use apna bana lete ho,

Parayon ke liye bhi tum jaan ki bazi lagaa dete ho!

Jab bhi milte ho, kuch naya sikhate ho,

Har mushkil ko meri tum door bhagaate ho!"

Abir couldn't believe his ears! Mishti was actually proposing him!!

"Kabhi kabhi sochti hoon tum itne lambe kaise ho,

insaan ho ya koi khambe ho!!"

Buy now the small grin had turned into a huge smile. He knelt down facing her. They were at eye level now, still holding each other's hands. She continued...

"Shayari karte ho badi funny,

You are super cute like a bunny..

Itne ajeeb ho, lekin kitne cool ho!

Garden ka phool ho ya mechanic ka koi super tool ho?"

Mishti was in her element now and Abir was on cloud nine!

"Jaise bhi ho bahut achche ho,

Tum dost bade sachche ho!

SOS call Hamare ho,

Tum pass ho to iraade humare nek kaise ho?

Tumhare bina Chalegi nahi life mein scooty ho ya car,

You are my stepney mere yaar!

Mister ajeeb insaan,

Tum ban gaye ho meri jaan!"

"Mishti!!" Abir was spellbound by her way of expression. Probably for the very first time in his life, he was falling short of words.

"Tumhare pyar mein ghayal hai ek voilent Sherni...

Forever ke liye tumhari ho gayi yeh tumhari angry chorni!"

It felt like eternity when they were lost in each other. Kunal gulped hard and Kuhu's eyes were bulging out of their eye sockets in disbelief.

Finally Abir got up and helped Mishti get back on her feet. Her face was radiating happiness. Mishti wiped a lone tear that ran down Abir's face.

He held her hand on his cheek for a moment and then kissed her palm.

The hopelessly in love, die hard romantic poet in Abir finally found a few words to express his feelings...

"Muddaton ke baad hogi ye baat bhi poori,

Nahi rahegi humari kahaani ab adhoori.

Kayi mushkilon ke baad, aya hai haathon mein apka haath,

Wada karte hai har kadam par nibhayenge hum apka saath.

Hai kasam pyar ki humein, ye haath nahi chodenge,

Bharosa kiya hai jo apne, kabhi nahi todenge.

Anmol the moti jo apki ankhon se bahe...

Kayi gum masoom se is dil ne sahe..

Ab in palkon mei sapne basayenge,

Hum apka anchal sitaron se sajayenge.

Is dil ka har dard mitayenge,

Yeh pyar hum mar kar bhi nibhayenge!"

They embraced each other, with Mishti resting her head on his bare chest (he had still not buttoned his shirt!) And he gently held her at her waist.

The two soulmates found their way to each other's heart. Their future seemed as bright as the fairy lights. And the bright starry sky watching over the lovely couple as their guarding angel.

What a lovely sight to behold! 😍

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 19.04.21 lb

here's what you "missed" (lbr tho, not watching tellywood is not called MISSING, it's called "FREEDOM") last week on this shitshow:

kabir pehla mauka dekh ke vatttt liya. #livefree my love.

kiara died the most inglorious death - forcefed a peanut butter milkshake.

riddhima as per usual, the moment someone drops dead in their vicinity, turned to vansh and was like:

ghar mein saaaaare 90s bachche start playing CID-CID. kaabil detectives watching this bs like......

besttttt part is that none of these dumbasses are ANYYYYYYYYYY closer to opening the damn black box than they were 2 weeks ago.

meanwhile someone keeps threatening riddhima ki they're gonna tell vansh the whole 6 hours secret. ho hum. sansaaaar ko khatam ho jaana hai lekin yeh manhoos raaz nahi khulna.

aslkdjaslkdjlsakjdlaskjd anu mom and her new-found spirituality and daily meditation is actually sending me.

mummyji being super helpful and telling riddhima ki dadi has the torch now. love how the whollllllle family is just playing passing the parcel with this thing, getting their grubby fingerprints all over it, as if it's NOT A VALUABLE PIECE OF EVIDENCE IN A MURDER.

dadi meanwhile is burning a hole in her phone screen staring at kiara's tattoo. bachchon se leke buddhon tak sabne isko ghoora hai, lekin majaal hai, inmein se ek ko bhi kuch samajh aaya ho. why can't y'all just accept that maybe it means nothing, it's just one of those dumb foreign language tattoos, that probably say "ek plate gobi manchurian" or some shit.

riddhima's here asking for the torch and dadi is just like BHAKKKKK NIKAL YAHAAN SE while having flashbacks to brandishing the mashaal like some crazyass charlotesville nazi.

another flower delivery for riddhima that vansh is receiving at the door, and sis loses it. runs like PT USHA and grabs the flowers and note outta his hand thinking it's another threat and tears it up.

vansh here like:

but also she cut her hand so ofc he's using mauka to suck on her finger. MAN IN THESE CORONA TIMES, Y'ALL REALLY KILLING ME WITH THIS GANDAAAAAA NON HYGENIC BEHAVIOURRRR.

lmao the bouquet was from vansh, as an apology (for what? no like, we've lost count of all the shit you do on an hourly basis, so which exact thing are you saying sorry for right now????)

also what adbhut new way of being pregnant is this that the immj2 ladies have cracked, ki inka itnaaaaaa se bhi pait nahi nikalta????

anyway, some blah blah cutesy romance bakchodi that no one has time for. i liked it better when y'all were constantly horny.

angre as usual here with some manhoos khabar that has vansh frowning and storming away.

police aayi hai. excuse you, we don't recognize any cops here but our one and only KABIR. HAIN KAHAN HUMAARA LADKA??? MISSING HO RAHI HAI YAAR?!?!!!? KYUN LAGA RAKHA HAI FALTU KA YEH SHOW WITHOUT THE BEST CHARACTER THAT EXISTS IN IT?

anyway police is like we heard there was a murder here, and vansh is like huh whaaa here no??? no dead ppl here, no sir. you may leave. police waale bhaiyya is like bhak chutiye, aise thodi hota hai, warrant laaye hain, hatt saamne se.

angre taking out a rolled up carpet, a trick outta the vihaan book. but it's too small to have anything rolled up in it, so.......

doesn't stop the police from making a big deal of searching it though, while vansh side mein se taane maarta hai. waise bhai kaaafi good mood mein hai aaj kal. looks like someone's been taking their meds these days.

riddhima just randomly falling down behind them. like..... ???????

this police is literally too dumb to function. THEY CAME WITH A WARRANT TO SEARCH THE WHOLE HOUSE, JUST LOOKED INSIDE THIS ONE ROLLED CARPET (THAT TOO AFTER GETTING DISTRACTED BY RIDDHIMA'S RANDOM GIRRNA) AND WERE LIKE OK DONE THERE'S NOTHING HERE BYE. LMAO WHAT THE HELL, MY CAT PLAYS HIDE AND SEEK WITH MORE FOCUS AND PURPOSE THAN THIS.

husband wife and anu mom giggling over how riansh ke do takke ka pyaar is enough to chutiya banaofy everyone. kya hi bakwaaas.

the slightest of movement and vansh is dizzy. lol is he severely anemic like me???? join the club, bitch. we have iron supplements.

oh boy, cut to a while later and bro don't look too good. he's still smiling at riddhima's banter and all, but.......... idk man, he looks like he's having a daura of some sort.

riddhima's amazing medical knowledge (or just plain common sense???) finally kicks in and she's like, u ok dude? imma call a doc. and he's like nooooooo i'm fiiiiiiiiiiiine. ok whatever. maro apne iss stupid secret container room office mein. bewakoof.

ISKE BEECH MEIN BHI ROMANCE. BHAAD MEIN JAO YAAR TUM LOG.

asldkjaslkdjlaskdjlaskdj angre ne laash ko vyom ke ghar rakh diya. as if there aren't enough creepy things lying around in there in the first place.

ok vansh seems to be getting real breathless and sickly.

meanwhile idhar angre is doing some kinda depraved play with kiara's laash and........... man everyone in this show is a fucking psychopath.

also it's now been like 3, 4 days since the chick died and ..................... body's not smelling ripe yet?

vansh coughing his way through opening that stupid orange coloured black box and.......... abbe chutiye, zinda rahoge toh khol paoge?????????

anyway the tattoo code whatever only has 5 digits and he needs 6 and meanwhile anu mom has come yelling about how siya's gone missing. great. ek pallllllll ka chain nahi is pagal-khaane mein.

find some letter in her room. vansh's coughing is getting worse and worse. bro, time to get a covid test.

at least siya was helpful enough to tell everyone she's going to saste!bhaiyya.

asli bhaiyya is understandably very very upset. and thus coughing and huffing puffing even more. SOMEONE TAKE THIS DUDE TO A DOCTOR THIS IS GETTING DISTRESSING TO WATCH OML.

anu mom toh is full-on ignoring vansh actively dying in front of her rn and is like OH GOD SIYA KAHIN KOI "NAADAAANI" MEIN ZINDAGI KHARAAB NAA KAR BAITHE (meaning: OMG VIRGINITY KHATRE MEIN HAIIIIII!!!!!!!!)

riddhima is like dude you're not fucking ok and he's still like I'M FINE I'M JUST WORRIED FOR SIYA. idk man i'd be more worried about your obviously failing phepdein and dil than your sister's hymen, but that's just me i guess.

riddhima is calling vyom and threatening him, and nothing gets vyom hornier than being threatened, so ofc, bhai mood mein hai.

vyom, unlike all other tellywood baddies (and even goodies), is a big believer in consent. good on him. 10 points to him over every other chutiya man in this show.

he's informing her about how vansh thikaane lagaofied the laash at his place. oufffffff, y'all need to respect poor dead kiara instead of just shuffling her body back and forth like this. uski aatma tum logon ke upar mandaraaayegi, dekhna.

riddhima's like idc about all this i just want siya to be safe and he's like too late babe. sardi, khaasi, na malaria hua; humko love love love loveriaaaaa huaaaa.

vyom's like siya aayi apni marzi se hai, par jaayegi meri marzi se. guess he don't believe in consent so much anymore. (revokes the 10 points i gave hm earlier. also taking away 50 points for this uglyass suit. bhai tu shirt utar, wohi behtar hai.)

vansh has now progressed to coughing like the people from the pre-movie anti-tobacco ads now.

hides the orange black box in yet another secret room hidden behind some panel, where all the raisinghania wealth is hoarded like pirate's booty in all these crates. y'all crazy, its 2021, put that shit in offshore bank accounts you dumbasses.

anyway he tells angre all this shit kaafi detail mein, and lord idk how angre ke neeyat doesn't phisalofy to just off this fucker and take over the whole thing himself. zero ambition this boy has. ishani hoti isske jagah, toh pakka karti. precap: riddhima trying to console vansh about siya; vyom being a creepy ass monologuing loser as per usual; vansh pays a visit to vyom exuding hella lotta sexy energy.

[pinkvilla]

Diljit Dosanjh reveals THIS is how he will react if Kylie Jenner listens to his song Kylie & Kareena

Diljit Dosanjh has never been shy about his admiration for Kylie Jenner. The Punjabi superstar has let the world know he loves Kylie through comments on her social media posts. The singer-actor went a step ahead and crooned a song titled Kylie+Kareena. The song declared his love and admiration for the reality superstar Kylie Jenner and his Good News co-star Kareena Kapoor Khan. Kareena recorded a video thanking Diljit for it. Diljit told Pinkvilla that he was glad that he received Kareena's blessings for the song.

The Proper Patola singer told us, "We were shooting for Vogue Magazine in London when I showed her the song. She saw the song and she liked the song. She volunteered to record the video. I did not expect her to do something like this. It's a huge thing that I got the blessings from Kareena ji". 

We asked Diljit how he would react if ever Kylie listens to the song and reacts to it. While we expected him to say that he would be thrilled or he would be on cloud nine, Diljit stumped us with his down-to-earth reaction. He said, "Mera reaction theek hi hoga. Kylie is also a human at the end of the day. I won't go about screaming and go gaga. I am not that kind of a person. I won't go mad over her reaction. Aisa nahi hai ke wo message kar de toh main khushi ke maare jhoom uthu. Wo bahut filmy hai. (It won't be like I would start dancing with joy that she's reacted. That is a very filmy reaction.)"  

He went on to add that he isn't expecting any reaction from Kylie. "Aise kuch reaction main Kylie se expect kar raha hoon aur na hi meri taraf se aane waala hai (I don't expect a reaction from Kylie neither will there be an earth-shattering reaction from me)," he said. 

ALSO READ: Kareena Kapoor Khan sends out love to Good News co star Diljit Dosanjh ahead of Kylie & Kareena's release

We know we would be very happy if Kylie would react to Diljit's Kylie+Kareena. What do you think? Let us know in the comments section below.

[thehiatusproject]

'They mixed the poison with his medicine,' she said with conviction, her elder sister nodding in agreement, 'He was the youngest of four brothers and one sister and over matters of property, he was poisoned. After his death, we were foreigners in that haveli, isolated to our rooms, cut off from family matters and property. They abandoned us. Even during the Partition, the family wasn't concerned about us or our safety. How our single mother would get five children across amidst the riots...'her voice trailed off. Then turning to her sister, she asked, 'Do you remember him, yaad bhi hain? I was still an infant when he passed, so it's as though I never met my father'. Her sister shook her head from side to side, 'Tasveer dekhti hoon toh lagta hai ke aise the, when I look at this photograph, I think to myself, yes this is what he was like. This was his face, this was the colour of his skin, these were his hands, this is how he wore his turban, this is the coat he owned. But from memory, Kuch nahi yaad, I don't remember anything about him. Par yeh suno, listen to this. What I do remember is that our grandmother was blind. Unki aankhein hi nahi thi. After his death, she cried herself to blindness, confined forever in a self-imposed darkness'.

[zindagigulzarhai-blog]

Kuch Rang Pyar Ke - Episode 275-279 (20th March - 24th March, 2017)

This week had some of the best episodes of the show. I might not agree with everything that was shown, but it all laid out a strategy for what's going to happen next. 

Dev leaving a note for Sonakshi asking her to take a painkiller and to rest was a great scene to start off the week with. It gave me hope that for the rest of the week, Dev and Sonakshi are going to be cordial with each other, and that's exactly what happened. The conversation they had when when they were stranded in the forest is what helped them both realize that they're both hurting from the separation, and that they both feel saddened in their own ways. 

When Soha called Dev 'Papa,' I felt like I was happier than Dev was. When Sonakshi and Dev separated, Dev was left with no one. But that day, none of it mattered to him anymore. Sonakshi being genuinely happy about Soha calling Dev 'Papa' was heartwarming to watch. Of course, the highlight of the scene was the family picture. It felt so nice to see them forgetting all their problems, even if it was for a few seconds. 

Dev's gesture of taking Soha and Golu to the orphanage was very sweet, something that made us believe that the old Dev still exists. The most important aspect of this scene was the way Sonakshi kept looking at Dev the entire time they were there. We can slowly see Sonakshi's facade falling off, and that she’s showing her true feelings towards Dev. The entire time they were at the orphanage, Sonakshi could only look at Dev, the Dev she had fallen in love with. 

After watching that scene, it got me thinking about how this changes the game on who would first want a reconciliation. Until now, I was sure that Dev would be the first one to want a reconciliation, even though he would claim that he was just doing it for Soha. But after the orphanage scene, I feel like Sonakshi would be the one who would want to get back together with Dev. I feel like Sonakshi will tell Dev that she's ready to forget everything that he's done to her and her family, put everything in the past and start afresh with him and Soha as a happy family. We know that Dev wants nothing more than to be a happy family with Sonakshi and Soha, but not yet. For Dev, it doesn't change the fact that Sonakshi didn't trust his love enough. Sonakshi saying those things would not solve any of Dev's problems, as he knows Ishwari still hasn't changed. This time, he would not impulsively ask Sonakshi to be with him without being more than a hundred percent sure that Ishwari has accepted his relationship with Sonakshi with all her heart. 

When Soha tells her parents that she wants to live with the both of them, it comes as a shock to Dev and Sonakshi. But to be honest, it's a very normal thing for kids who come from a divorced family to ask for. Even though Sonakshi explained to Soha that she and Dev will not be able to live together, Soha is still a child. Things like this will not be understood so easily by her at this age. Dev was concerned too about Soha's wish, so he voiced out Soha's concern to her by explaining to her, "Suhana, main shayad aapka acha Papa ho sakta hoon, aapki Dadi ka acha beta bann sakta hoon, Golu ka acha chacha bann sakta hoon lekin aapki mummy ke liye kabhi ek acha husband nahi ho sakta." I loved the fact that Dev handled that part of the conversation with a lot more maturity that I expected him to. So did Sonakshi. No blame games, no fighting, just calmly explaining.

What Dev and Sonakshi are not understanding is that Soha's demand is very normal. Seeing her parents together, it was a very obvious thing for Soha to ask for. For Dev, this whole parenting thing is new. He doesn't even want the idea of Soha being disappointed to enter his mind. Them giving in to Soha's demand is going to be interesting to watch, but something good will come out of it, I know it :) 

Dev telling Ishwari that Sonakshi is a part of his life, but only as Soha's mom, made me very happy. Dev has finally acknowledged the fact that Sonakshi is Soha's mom, and there's nothing anyone can do or say to change that. To win over Soha, Sonakshi had to be won over first. And that's what we saw when Soha decided to call Dev 'Papa.' We saw her thinking about all the times Dev was with her mom, and how he helped her.  Not only Dev, but Sonakshi too had finally accepted the fact that Soha is also Dev's daughter. There was no more 'meri beti' from either side, and that is such a progress. It was a treat to hear Sonakshi say, "Soha Dev ki beti hai aur usey jaan ne ka poora haq hai" to when Bijoy asked her not to inform Dev about their move to Kolkata.  

Ishwari took me by surprise in the scene where she's talking to Dev about Sonakshi's presence in his life. With her arms folded, she had some new found confidence in her suspicion. She asks Dev, "Pata nahi kab peecha chodegi woh tumhara, kab teri zindage se hamesha ke liye..." to which Dev stopped her and said, "Sochke bol, Maa. Kya bol rahi hai tu?" Dev was firm with Ishwari in that scene and asked her to also acknowledge the fact that where ever Soha is going to be there, Sonakshi is going to be there too, but only as Soha's mom. Dev does not let his mom influence him anymore, and this conversation is proof of that. Ishwari saying that had Soha been brought up in her house, she wouldn't have been throwing a tantrum like this had me laughing to myself. Is it just me, or does anyone else feel like Soha's being unreasonable just like her Dadi? Isn't Soha throwing a tantrum just like how her Dadi would in order to get Dev to listen to her? Now now, what does Ishwari have to say to this.   Ishwari's most ignorant and idiotic comment till date was, "Dev aur Suhana ke beech mein Sonakshi kahan se aa gayi?" Does Ishwari not know how babies are born? For her to even think that and actually say it out loud to Mami is proof that redemption is extremely far from her. 

Asha made me very happy this week. The first time was when she asked Sonakshi if she started to love and trust Dev again. Asha was never against Dev. She always used to explain his perspective to Sonakshi. Even this time, Asha explained to her daughter that no matter what Sonakshi thinks about Dev, Soha is there as a joining force between them. The second time was when she told Bijoy, "Bachon ko agar meetha khilathe rahe to unhe mirchi khane ki aadat kabhi nahin padegi." That is so true. As parents, you cannot give in to anything and everything your (six year old) child asks for. Soha is just throwing a tantrum (like her Dadi and Dadu) and will get over it. I agreed with Asha when she told Sonakshi to let Soha go to Kolkata, as she will realize that she cannot stay without her parents, and will come back in a few days. Asha was the only sensible one to support Dev and Sonakshi in their decision of them staying together. Asha knows that something good will come out of this decision of theirs, she definitely is the coolest!  

My most favorite moments from all the episodes of the week was when Dev tells Golu, "Purani aadat hain meri. Iss ghar mein rehne wale aksar mujhse naraz ho jaate hain, aur main aise hi bahar baith kar unka wait karta hoon, unka mood theek hone ka." That was the cutest scene of the entire week. I wish I had a reason to explain why I liked it so much, but it just brought back so many good memories to me of when Dev and Sonakshi used to date. 

Dev and Sonakshi talking about Jatin was a scene which showed me how Dev and Sonakshi are not only cordial with each other now, but informal enough to tease each other a little bit. Of course, the highlight of that scene was when they both sat on the pavement, helpless about what to do. Dev saying, "Maine aaj itna helpless mehsoos nahi kiya, jitna aaj kar rahaa hoon. Shaayad uss din bhi nahi, jis din tum…" showed such a promise for their further interactions. They were finally talking as Dev and Sonakshi, and not just as Soha's parents. 

Bijoy never disapproved of Dev until he saw tears in his daughter's eyes because of Dev. Bijoy didn't interfere in Sonakshi's choice until Dev broke up with her the first time. Bijoy not trusting the entire Dixit family is completely acceptable. Dev would've been the same, if not worse, to the guy who broke Soha's heart. My only problem with Bijoy is the fact that he's very interfering in Sonakshi's decisions, and that confuses her as to whether she's doing the right thing. This week, Bijoy did nothing but diss Dev, and think that a six year old's idea of moving to a different city is genius. Well, Kolkata isn't a secret place, and Dev can easily get there. It's not going to be rocket science for Dev to figure out how to get to Kolkata to meet his daughter. We know Bijoy is coming from a protective side, but he's becoming illogical by doing so. He literally started packing his bags the second Soha said she wants to move to Kolkata. If Bijoy tries one more time to keep Sonakshi and Dev apart from each other, as Asha said, Soha will blame her Dadu for keeping her parents away from each other. And what I don't understand is how Bijoy was ready to skip his own son's wedding ceremony in order to keep Dev away from Soha. I agree with the tweets that say just like how Ishwari is blind towards her daughter's needs, Bijoy is the same to Saurabh. 

Sonakshi and Dev arguing about their new living situation was a fun scene to watch. First of all, thank you to Sonakshi for questioning Dev about what's wrong if she's a feminist. I don't want to get into the details of feminism, but i'm sure Dev will learn the meaning of it soon. Both Dev and Sonakshi not wanting to stay in the others' house was very understandable. If I were Sonakshi, there is no way i'd want to go back to that 'madhouse.' She was miserable there (except for when she was alone with Dev) and as she said, she was saying that with experience. Dev not wanting to go to the Bose house is understandable too. The Boses think he kicked them out of their house, so obviously they weren't going to welcome him into their home. So this temporary solution they came up with, as of now, is going to be very interesting to watch.

Before entering the Bose house for his week long stay, I loved the flashbacks and the memories that Dev was thinking about, "Ek baar phir, zindagi ne mujhe isi darwaze ke saamne laakar khada kar diya hain. Kitni ajeeb baat hain, aur aisa lagta hai ke jaise iss ghar se, ek nahi, kahi rishte jude hain. Boss, dost, boyfriend, pagal aashiq, aur ab pati. Lekin ye rishta, sabse khaas hain. Aaj se pehle, main kitna kuch tha. Lekin aaj ke baad, main sirf Suhana ka Papa hoon." I loved how he thought about all the different kinds of relationships he shared with Sonakshi. This was one of the best scenes of the week.  

Dev and Sonakshi went against their whole family and told them that they made their decision of living together solely for Soha, and that it has nothing to do with anyone or anything else. It made me happy to realize that they are making this decision together. Dev and Sonakshi have realized that the other will always have a place in Soha's heart. Dev telling Soha that it was him and her mom who decided to stay together for Soha was something that I was waiting to watch. I wanted to see Dev tell Soha that he and Sonakshi are in this together, and only for Soha. And Dev thanking Asha for her support was heartwarming to watch. Dev always used to tell Sonakshi how understanding and supporting her mom is. 

Is it just me, or does anyone else think that Dev staying in the Bose house isn't going to be that bad? I mean, of course, it's not going to be all rainbows and sunshine. But it's not going to be like Dev will be miserable there. I really wish something good comes out of his stay there. I really want Asha to explain to Dev all that Sonakshi had to go through after their separation. I would love to see that conversation between the two of them, a nice, mature conversation that makes Dev understand how Sonakshi was treated in the Dixit house. I hope the Boses also get to know that Dev had nothing to do with the evacuation and prenup papers, but I think it's too soon for that. To say that i'm looking forward to the next few episodes is an understatement!