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maatikikhushboo · 7 years ago

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Rozaana RiKara #3 Azaad Kiya - The Last Straw

Welcome back ! (I know, I know, this title doesn’t sit well with my irregular posts)

Just before I press the start button of the episode, I have to keep Tissues ready by my side…

Okay, deep breathe in, here we go !

Preface of the episode

Gauri tears the greeting and whoosh... the pieces fly !

FFing faster…

- If somebody did observe yesterday’s scene where Om leaves Gauri and the lights turn off one by one, we see camera zooming in, and the Gauri we see then was determined. This itself was a hint for the upcoming intense confrontation.

To be noted that still recovering from Dengue, Shrenu deserves a standing ovation, for doing such scenes which need so much input. And hats off to her for doing a fantabulous job despite physical weakness ….

Omkaara is going, ( his zulfein dancing…shit I am a sucker for his hair) and Gauri runs after him

“Rukiye ,…” (He doesn’t stop)

“I said Stop ! ” (Just wow ! …. subtle yet so strong)

Omkaara stops immediately and turns to see her. ( Bwwahaha…. My lad, now wait and watch… )

“Aapko jo kehna tha aapne keh diya….., lekin humaari baat sune bagair aap ese nahi jaa sakte…”

He again starts leaving from there ( Fuck you ! )

“It’s my turn now…..”

Omkaara gets the shock #1…He immediately stops and faces her. She starts speaking in English ( Aage aage dekho hota hai kya)

“And, you will have to listen.” (The tone is so perfect ! )

“I….I am a very simple small town girl. I love my mother. I have been taking care of her. I have faced a … a lot of problems in my life… alone. Then you came in my life. I felt…. as if…my Sankarji has sent me…sent you for me, because you…you saved me from Kaali and then…. you married me. I fell in love with you. I wanted you to take pride in calling me my wife. Wife… I wanted you, to love me….the way…I love you..”

|| Female Saathiya BG ||

( I just love you Gauri for voicing out your love confession without hesitation subtly, yet strongly.)

*** Can’t bear this, their eyes ! Almighty ! Please …

Omkaara who is silently listening, comes out of the shock — seems like he is searching for words

“Gauri….Tumne English kab seekhi ? ”

“Seekhli, Aap ke liye…Socha tha apni dil ki baat hum aapse English mein kahenge, par humein aaj ehsaas hogaya ke humne kitna galat socha…. kitna galat samjha….aur galat insaan se pyaar kar baithe….

Chot toh aapne, humein, pehle bhi bohut pahunchaayi Omkaaraji. Par aaj yeh jo zakham appne humaare aatma sammaan ko diya hai na, woh kabhi nahi bharega.”

-- Ahan, the symbolism point on !

Lord Shiva’s idol stands behind Gauri. And the sound of the conch ! Tsk, tsk, too typical Indian Drama.

FFing ….. phew !

The scene continues… Omkaara again into mute mode… LOOOL (Waise na, hisaab barobar che !)

“Aapki ART EXHIBITION mein, humaari wajah se aapka sar jhuka than na?, usi pal humne soch liya tha ki hum English seekhlenge….aapke laayak bannenge..aur Shivaay bhaiyya ke kehne pe humne English classes join kiya. Surprise dena than na aapko, toh bina bataaiye ghar se roz jaate the chup chup ke English classes ke liye. Socha tha….Bade Bhaiyya aur Bhaujaai ke shaadi ke din dil ki baat kahenge aapse English mein…Humari kismet phooti hain na, maa ki tabiyat kharaab ho gayi, humein Bareilly jaana pada. Hum kisiko paresaan nahi karna chahte the, toh chale gaye, shaadi thi na ghar mein…..”

**Wiping my tears with tissues. Gauri is crying like hell. Jesus ! Please ... 😭 😓 😪

He is not seeing towards her. She lifts Omkaara’s chin up with her hands.

“Humesa ki tarah, viswaas nahi ho raha na, humaari baton pe? Hum sab jaante hain,aapko kabhi bhi humpe viswaas hua hi nahi na? Lekin, saboot hain humaare paas, Humaari sacchai ka saboo t hain…abhi dikhaate hain….”

She pulls her bag and one by one starts showing things to him and throws them down including the bag.

“Aankhon dekha sach lagta hain na aapko? Yeh dekhiye humaare ticket, yeh humaari kitabein,yeh…yeh humaara ID card…dekhiye na, yeh leejiye dekhiye…yeh hai humaari sacchai ka sabot…”

She puts that ID card into his hand… All things are scattered down.

“Jis Arjun ke baare mein baat kar rahe the na,woh humaare English teacher hain, GURU ! USKA MATLAB JAANTE HAIN AAP !??! GURU HAIN HUMAARE ! ”

(Chiraiyya is literally shouting now …. )

Om manages to say “Mujhe laga…”

She cuts him

“Zaroori nahi hai, ke har baar aap jo soche na, wahi sahi ho. Aap humesha sahi nahi ho sakte. Pehle din se,aapne humein galat samjha…kyunki aapne humein kabhi samjha hi nahi….

Rishta na, gehra ho na ho viswaas hona chahiye….viswaas hona chahiye…Nahi tha…hum dono ke beech mein woh nahi tha…Aapne humpe kabhi viswaas kiya hi nahi…

Galatfehmiyan ho jaati hain, hum maante hain, humein bhi hui hai,lekin HAR BAAR!?!, Har baar aap humein kaise galat samajh sakte hain? Aur chalo galatfehmi ho bhi gayi, safaai dene ka ek mauka toh dete ! Safaai dene ka ek mauka nahi diya, bas harharaike humaare charitra par ungli utha di, lekin humne aapko maff kiya,har baar maaf kiya, yeh soch ke ,kabhi toh humaare beech ki galatfehmiyan door hogi aur aap humpe viswaas karenge. Lekin nahi,humesa ki tarah hum galat the!

Aur jab insaan ki soch galat ho na,uski samajh kabhi sahi ho hi nahi sakti.

Humaari shaadi chahe kaise bhi haalaat mein kyun na hui ho, chahe aaj tak aapne humein apni patni ka darja na diya ho,lekin humne humesha koshish kee hai ki patni honeka, aur bahu hone ka pharj acche se nibhaalein, jabki aapne kabhi humein apni patni hone ka darja diya hi nahi…

Pyaar nahi kiya humne aapse, sirf POOJA kee hai. Aur badle mein aapse pyaar nahi maanga, bas itni si umeed kee thi ke aap humpe viswaas karne lagenge, lekin nahi hum galat the…

Humne humesa aapki khushi chahi hai. Aur agar aapki khushi, ye saadi toden mein hain,humaara rishta khatam karne mein hai,toh wahi sahi.

Om is just like -- 😭

Aaj, abhi isi waqt, hum aapko har bandhan se har rishte se ajaad kartein hain… Aaj ke baad Gauri Kumaari Sarma ka saaya bhi aap pe nahi padega. ”

She collapses on the floor, takes the greeting card, with all the might, tears the card into pieces and phekofies into the mid-air

(For a second, Om closes his eyes when she was tearing the card)

The pieces fly and start falling down. THIS WAS THE LAST STRAW. She leaves from there.

Those feels in Om’s eyes ( Realisation hits him hard man ! )

|| The ear piercing duet saathiya plays ||

*** Arz kiya hai -- (credits to the writer)

अलविदा कहते हुए जब उनसे कोई निशानी मांगी,

वो मुस्कुराते हुए बोले की जुदाई काफी नहीं है क्या

Tears escape from Om’s eyes and he collapses on the floor to pick up those torn pieces. He reads the words to himself. ( His voice and feels…Kunal man ! You too deserve an applause )

|| Om’s Sad BGM ||

“Dear Omkaaraji, I Love You Your wife, Gauri.”

He watches towards the sky

** I too send silent prayers into the sky to heal my babies.

FFing again..

Next morning, Omkaara visits the coaching center in a hope that he can find her there.

“Jab tak main usse maafi nahi magoonga, mujhe chain nahi aayega ”

Arjun’s fiancée, Gauri calls the reception and the receptionist asks the attender to fetch Arjun. Omkaara thinks Gauri has called and silently takes the phone and starts apologizing and enquiring her whereabouts.

Arjun comes and takes the phone from him. He is elated to meet Om and praises Gauri and her efforts for him. He also mentions abut the card and winks. Omkaara is silent and he recalls him accusing her of infidelity. Arjun clears the confusion that his fiancée’s name is also coincidentally Gauri. Omkaara asks about Gauri. He points out to himself --

“Gauri kahan gayi hai, kuch pata hai? Meri Gauri ”

Arjun says that he has no idea. Om dejected, leaves from there and while walking towards his car, recalls Gauri severing their relation and freeing him.

A baba comes—

“Alokh Niranjan ”

and watches Om intently ( tsk, tsk, again typical Indian serial stuff ). Om asks him as why he is seeing him and he replies that he reading his future. Om initially is bit uninterested but listens to him.

“Baccha, Bhaagya mein wahi hai, kar mein jo tune boya hai.

Anmol tha woh ratan nawaage, jisko tune khoya hai.

Insaan ki kismat ret par likhi hui hai.

Prem ki ek leher, har purani lakeer ko mita sakti hai.

Bhool tune hi kee, use sudhaarna bhi tujhe hi padega.

Arre, jab bhole baba se bhool ho sakti hai, toh insaan kya cheez hai.

Maa Parvati jab rusht ho kar Kailaash chhod kar gayee,toh Bhole Baba jaante the ki woh unse kabhi nahi milengi. Isiliye woh unhe manaane, besh badal kar gaye.

Beta, prem mein toh leelayein sabhi ko karni padti hain, chaahe bhakt ho ya bhagwaan.

Alokh Niranjan”

Omkaara recalls Gauri saying that Sankarji has sent him for her. He immediately phones someone. The episode ends.

Cheers, L !

#i need more tissues #my chiraiyya slayed #rikara #gauri kumari sharma #gauri kumari sarma #omkara singh oberoi #omkaara singh oberoi #ishqbaaaz #ishqbaaz #indiaforums #rozaana rikara #live blogging #live written updates #type:text #maatikikhushboo #telly blabberings

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sitaaronkepaar · 7 years ago

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Daily Rikara Ramblings

A’ight starting the epi. HIGHKEY excited for AniRi’s cray shenanigans.

AWWWW, MY FAVE SONG, on RuVya tho. Low-key jel. Lol 😄😄😄

LOL. This scene kinda reminds me of AsYa in Bhopal track, except these two are equally cray cray( I might be wrong though, haven’t seen QH in ages)

Aee le, Gauri packing kar ke chali bhi gayi aur yahan inka romance khatam nahi hua. 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

Ugh, Rudra……..pakka kuch raita phailaiyga. fwd. 🙄

OMG MY TWO QUEENS!!!!! ❤️️❤️️❤️️ ❤️️❤️️ ❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️ ❤️️❤️️ ❤️️

Annika is me, I am Annika. Har waqt sui khaane pe hi atakti hai. 😋😋😋

AWWWWW GAURI SE RAHA NAHI GAYA AND SHE TOLD ANNIKA. I CAN’T OMG. PLEEJ BE SISTERS. CREYS FOR LIFE.😭😭😭😭😭

OMG SHE SAID AAP BEHEN JAISI HAIN NA HAMARI AND HAMSE RAHA NAHI GIYA, I CAN’T😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

“Hum unke layak ban na chahte hai pehle”

Queen, he’s the one who’s not layak. I fucking hate GulNeet for turning my queen into this unrecognizable insecure mess. Khair, that’s a rant for another time. But srsly, FU GulNeet 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

“Gauri tu English seekh rahi hai, yeh bahut acchi baat hai lekin yeh kabhi mat sochna ki tu om ke layak nahi hai”

Annika is the entire Gauri fandom. Gosh DAMMIT I LOVE ANNIKA. ❤️️ ❤️️ ❤️️

“Hello, tata, bye, bye use dipper at night wali English.”

ROFFLLLLLLLL. I LOVE YA BABE!😂😂😂😂 ❤️️❤️️❤️️ ❤️️❤️️ ❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️ ❤️️❤️️ ❤️️

“Maine na kabhi bhi apne aap ko shivaay se kam nahi samjha, aur tu apne aap ko Om se kam nahi samajhegi”

Sochti toh Gauri bhi nahi thi but then Harneet’s cat smoked herself retarded apparently. Matlab OOC ki hadd!!🙄 I still can’t get over Gauri thinking she isn’t good enough for Om. Forget that, why the fuck does it even matter to her since she’s only planning to stay “Sirf bahu”? This insecure, clingy Gauri isn’t the one I fell in love with. Ek din me character assassination kar diya Gauri ka 😡😡😡

Fwding Rudra’s bakwas 🙄

Awww obro’s being qyut!!! 💘💘💘

Hain, ring ceremony aaj hai and aaj hi ring leni hai? Wtf shivaay🤔🤔🤔

Don’t think I didn’t notice Om didn’t deny he’s in pyaar 😏😏😏

Annika ki shakkal se hi lag raha hai kuch raita phailane wali hai. 😰😰😰

Ye log har sentence “yeh gaun hai” se kyu shuru kar rahe hai. Ugh😆😆😆

And since when is Gauri the gaun expert? Didn’t she herself say Bariely isn’t gaun? And ab sab gaun ki baatein she knows? Lol. 😄😄😄😄

Dear lord abhi 20 min hi hue hai and I’m already tired. Siggggh.😓😓😓

I don’t want to fwd ruvya bc my fave song, but then is it worth putting myself through the boredom and rudra’s bachpana? Prolly not. Fwding. 🙄

Omkara looks so fucking bored like he’s in a literal hell. Lmfao.🤣🤣🤣

HIS FUCKING FACE. GOOD GOSH. It looks like he checked out five years ago.

He’s literally like

Omfg how can someone in Shivaay’s position be so indecisive? Har business magazine pe chehra paisa deke chapwaya tha kya?😒😒😒😒

Yes, yes. Bhopal teass!!!💗💗

Why does Rudra always act like a two year old omfg.😠😠😠

Also, ACP's earn enough to buy seats in AC compartments. Lagta hai Harneet bhi kabhi train me nahi baithi hai. 😒😒😒😒

This suman is so lame ugh 😒

Oh shit. Wtf. Gauri must be getting KT fb’s. Hey Bhagwaan 😰 😰 😰

Why do I think Gauri’s gonna channel Zoya and sit in for Suman?😰💀

Hey bhagwan, yahan toh asad bhi nahi hai. 🤕🤕🤕

Fuckkk!! 😰 😰 😰 😰

I love Gauri, but her shankarji ka jaap really annoys me sometimes

And she doesn’t even talk to Ganesh ji k papa as much anymore. 😒

Okay, very lame attempt by those women to stop AniRI. I know they’re an unstoppable force of nature but puhleeezz!!!🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

This track is really fucking boring.😴😴😴😴

LOL, WTF is even happening💆💆💆

Yeh 70s ki movies ka eye patch wala villain kaun hai???🙄

Acchha mukhiya hai. 😒

I’m getting so much michmichis with these gaun walas. Ek ek ko deewar se sata dene ka mann kar raha hai is2g.😤😤😤😤

I still think Gauri’s going to sit in place of Suman.😥

Thank god nari sakti jindabad is back. I didn’t like aaj ki naari, sab pe bhari anyway.😄😄😄

Svetlana is doing some shit. Meh

Lo, Pinky bhi aa gayi. Glad I didn’t skip this once. Gosh, I hope Svetlana kills pinky in her sleep.💀

Love how she dismissed the bitch though lmao. 🤣

PRECAP: WTF OMKARA DON’T YOU EVER LEARN??? HAVE YOU FUCKING FORGOTTEN WHAT HAPPENED THE LAST TIME YOU DIDN’T PICK UP HER CALLS? WHY WOULD YOU REPEAT THAT MISTAKE AGAIN?? JESUS CHRIST ! *FLIPS SEVERAL TABLES*

#Rikara #AniRi #ShivKara #Omkara singh oberoi #gauri kumari sharma #liveblogging #ishqbaaz

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poorna-chandra · 6 years ago

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Obscured by Clouds

// At the behest of a few close friends: This entire writing is nothing but a piece of fiction

Ever wondered how your life would be if you were not answerable to anyone? Literally no one. Not your parents, not your your family, not your close circle of friends, not your job, not your boss - no one. Also, not answerable to the long list of cliched ambitions you have built for yourself since the time society subconsciously started imposing the elements of ‘you have made it’ upon you. Not your 1200 sqft house, not your shiny red car, not your extensive closet of designer wear, not your pockets filled with notes of cash. Sahi mein, zindagi aapko chutiya bana rahi hai aur aap bante jaa rahe ho.

You can only imagine how life would be and yet your wildest of imaginations do not come anywhere close to the actual feeling. You will never know what true liberation is, until you have taken a brave-heart gutsy call to live life without any answerability or have accidentally stumbled upon this situation. You have never truly lived, never understood yourself and the world around you - unless you have destroyed all the boundaries of answerability.

The lack of answerability is a tricky weapon. It can only be handled with care if you have a sense of conscience. Thoda bore karta hoon aapko. There are four sets of situations that can shape the basic character of a person. A sense of answerability with a conscience - that is where you become a part of the ‘majority’. This is where the society has trapped most of you. A sense of answerability without a conscience - you will end up leading a ‘dual life’. Bahar se lagta hai aadmi seedha hai, par andar se yeh tedha hi hoga. Zero answerability without a conscience - you are a ‘terror to the world’. In logo ko duniya se ghanta farak padta hai aur yeh humesha kaand karte rahenge. Zero answerability with a conscience - you become a ‘free spirit’. That is where I am (or so I aspire to be).

Last year, I lost my family in a plane crash. I am in no mood to explain the details of the events prior to and following this incident. Yeh kahaani unke baare mein nahi hai. But the moment I realised I am not answerable anymore to my closest set of people and I do not have to live life in a certain way that would make them happy - I was reborn. Shayad aap soch rahe honge, yeh kaisa insaan hai. Parivaar ke marne pe isko azaadi mil gayi! But yes, I was reborn. I quit my job, sold my property, bid a temporary good-bye to the few friends I had. (Fortunately, I am not married and did not have to deal with that side of things.)

Here I am in my early 30s - far away from the rushes of a crowded city, breathing the form of air the way God intended us to - amidst the hills far far away. This is a small village on a hill top. People call it ‘HaraTopi’. The conifers here are alive and lush green for most of the year - you get the green (Hara) from there. And it seems that the shape of the hill resembles that of a hat (Topi). Life here is as simple as the way the village gets its name.

The only reason that got me here, to this particular village, is that my childhood was heavily inspired by Bhagwan’s novel ‘In Through the Back Door’. Bada hoke sochne laga, yeh kaisa naam hai? In Through the Back Door. Kabhi yeh nahi socha tha ki ek din wakai mein gaand maregi. This novel to me was what ‘The Catcher in the Rye’ was to the kids of the 1950s and there upon. No other product of art described teenage angst to me better than this novel. I was a rebel right from my school days, and the protagonist of this novel ‘Tipu’ resembled me (or so I felt). Tipu was a teenager based out of HaraTopi, who questioned the way the society was organised - study well, get a job, immigrate, keep your family happy, get married, provide for your kids, and then one day - die amidst your kids and grandkids. Tipu wanted to break free and be a ‘free spirit’. I idolised him and he was my hero. And now, when I had the opportunity to break free, HaraTopi was on top my list to visit, and l wanted to live here for sometime and feel like Tipu.

When I reached HaraTopi, I was a mere tourist. The monsoons had just ended, and it seemed like an ocean of greenery wherever I looked. The skies were clear without a single patch of clouds, and their blue was just bright enough to lighten up my soul. I spent time doing things that most of you would do on a scenic hill top. I enjoyed the local food, trekked a couple of places nearby, mingled with the locals and got high when the situation called for it. HaraTopi is best explored on foot, or on a cycle. Riding a cycle by the hills and the conifers, sipping on a hip-flask with an RD Burman or a Simon & Garfunkel on the earphones, as the chilly winds of the hills hit my face - I felt alive.

Ever wondered how it feels like to be completely alone? Let me tell you. There is no better companion than loneliness. An entire world resides within you, with no limit for self-exploration. Loneliness is your guide to this world. Sink to the bottom of boredom all by yourself, face and overcome the fear of dying alone by yourself someday, and you shall bear witness to the blossoming of the companionship with your loneliness. Blossoming into not just one flower, but into acres and acres of new species of magical possibilities. Loneliness is the seed. Through the journey of loneliness, there will be a few people and moments one may yearn for - and trust me, those are the only entities that really matter in life.

There is a trekking spot about 2000 ft. above HaraTopi called ‘Satila’. Here, the snow has stuck together to form sheets of ice and has become smooth enough to turn into a slide. It was a severe adrenaline rush to cycle all the way to Satila (have one of the locals get my cycle down), and slide downhill on my buttocks till a point I could. With almost a cliff to my left overlooking HaraTopi and other villages, tall and green conifers to my right and a bright horizon in front me - I slid my heart out. This was my form of skiing, my form of meditation - wherein I forgot all the noise in my head, all the relationships I had failed and all those that had failed me, all the mediocrities of life we are meant to chase till we die. It felt like how ‘Thelma and Louise’ would have probably felt in their eponymous movie when they jump off the Grand Canyon in their car - except, I was alive. And the nights - they were surreal. There were a countless number of stars in the sky and I had never thought a village could be lit just by the moon and the stars. Meri baat maano, aapke dilli wali shaadi mei bhi itni roshni nahi hogi. These were not mere stars, but this was a masterful artwork by some power beyond my cognition.

One fine morning, I was having my usual cup of chai at this view point they call ‘Lal Tibba’. My routine was to sit on a chair, sip chai until the fog dispersed and the Himalayan ranges hundreds of kilometres away became visible. There was this lean guy, in his early 20s perhaps and in fairly rugged clothes, next to me. He did not look like a local though, and identified himself by the name Guru. As the Himalayan ranges became visible, he turned towards me and said “Saab, ek din main bhi Everest ko chadhne waala hoon.” I just reluctantly smiled at him. I said to myself “Everest chadhega yeh! Kisiko jhaant farak padne waala hai”.

For some strange reason people have this extreme selfish desire to accomplish something in order to be immortal - to be remembered forever by the future generations, under the pretext of ‘making a difference’. Trust me, no matter what you do, you will be forgotten within a few years - even by your own ‘so called’ loved ones. Being remembered forever is nothing but a myth. Everyone will be forgotten except the ones in power, and power is the bastard child of ruthlessness, revenge and deception. Are you really willing to stoop so low? In fact, I am someone who has given up on this whole philosophy of ‘human endeavour’ and is running away breaking its walls forever. I simply do not understand ‘human endeavour’. Turn back the pages of history and this is the very reason for the hundreds of wars and the bloodshed that followed them. While advancements in technology and healthcare may have had a few benefits, aaj to har koi mobile ke gaand mei ghusa hua hai aur shahar ke pollution se mar raha hai. Apna desh ko hi dekh lo. Tarakki ke naam pe kisi ko desh chalaane diya aur abhi desh ki maa behan ho rakhi hai.

With time I realised, I cannot be a tourist at HaraTopi for long. It feels like you are looking at something through a tinted glass. I had to break the glass, and feel the place like I belonged there. After a few weeks passed by, in order to provide for my livelihood, I decided to run some local enterprise. It was not that I was running thin on money. But the plan was to not settle down in one place. I wanted to be a nomad for the rest of my life. I wanted to meet strangers but not get too familiar to be friends. I wanted to see places but not get too comfortable to call it a home. But the options for an enterprise were limited though. There were always a bunch of tourists at HaraTopi and I thought I could build on that. One thing that struck me was to run a bar. I had always wished to run a bar some day.

You may say “You are a fucking hypocrite. How is this any different from that guy who wanted to climb The Everest? Is this also not a form of ‘human endeavour’?”. Well, there is a fine line between vocation and vacation, and I am treading on that. This is only a means to blend with the locals, fulfil my little dream of running a bar and earn some money before I turn into my nomadic self and move to a different location. And do not term me a hypocrite. I dare you. There is only one set of people in this world that do not have my respect and those are the hypocrites. Politicians, celebrities, religious leaders and life partners - the world is full of them. I do not judge people with loose morals, dishonesty, dual lives. But hypocrites - I would eliminate them if I could. Maa kasam, inse bade gaandu log duniya mein koi nahi hai.

I met with a retired Army Colonel who spent his winters in Delhi and summers at his villa in HaraTopi. I learnt that he owned a couple of shops which had been closed for a few years now. It seems he never trusted the locals to have the acumen of running a fancy enterprise for the tourists and had decided to rather have the shops shut. Locals warned me “Bach ke rahiye saab. Colonel khadoos hai. Maa chod dega kuch galat kiya to”.

But my meeting with the Colonel went well. He was a Haryanvi, a widower in his late 60s, clean shaved and had the height and build of someone in the army who would have retired a decade ago. Colonel was also a whiskey connoisseur. The moment he got to know that I was well-read, educated and had quit a job that was paying me enough to put me amidst the ‘elite’ of the society - he ‘ordered’ me to have a drink with him and I obliged. Colonel had a loose tongue though, or maybe he was just bored of having not met someone recently to have a meaningful conversation with.

Colonel: I can judge a person just by looking at the way he drinks his whiskey.

Me: What do you mean, Sir?

Colonel: The way one holds the glass - the firmness says a lot of the character. The quantity of ice in the drink - differentiates a man from a boy. The amount of sip you take in - usse pata chalta hai woh sharaabi hai ki bevda.

Me: Well, Sir, your pointers seem a bit dubious. But I guess your experience is something that I cannot question. By the way, what do you make of me?

<Laughing> Colonel: I am not stupid to give away that answer. You are going to be my tenant soon. And all I can say is that I am happy to lease out my shop to you. What are your plans for the shop?

Me: Sir, I plan on running a bar here. Mostly tea, snacks and alcoholic drinks. I want to create a vibe and ambience that will attract the tourists. I am a huge fan of neo-noir Hollywood movies - so I want to create an ambience around this. I also love music of the 70s and 80s - so I will play their music as much as I can.

Colonel: Yeh neo-noir kya cheez hai?

Me: Sir, these are stylised crime movies with a dark humour. Aap shayad Pulp Fiction, Taxi Driver, Reservoir Dogs jaise movies ke baare mei suna hoga?

Colonel: Never heard of them. But anyway, people like new things. They may get attracted to this because they have no idea about it.

Me: No Sir, I plan on attracting the tourists. I guess they would appreciate this.

Colonel: Oh, tourists! Yes. They will come. Quite a few Israelis, Turks, Uzbeks and Asian people here. The ladies are hot, aren’t they?

Me: Yes, I have seen a few hot ones for sure. The locals are also beautiful in their own way.

Colonel: Tum shahar se itna door rehte ho aur akela rehte ho. Yeh batao, sex ke liye kya karte ho?

I was surprised for a moment, but perhaps the whiskey was kicking in.

Me: Wahi Sir, jo mai shahar mei karta tha

Colonel: Shahar mei kya karte the?

Me: Thodi der khud khel lo aur saali hawas mit jaati hai

Colonel: Kaafi seedhe lagte ho. We used to visit nearby villages during our army days. Affairs were a common thing. Men without the balls for an affair would depend on flings. Kabhi aadmi ko dekhte hi ladki maan jaati thi, aur kabhi bandook ko dekh ke.

With the permission to run my bar at his shop, I took leave from Colonel. The winters were soon approaching and Colonel left for Delhi a couple of days later. With the help of a local named Dhiru, I started setting up my bar. Dhiru had spent all his life at HaraTopi. He was about 35 years old, a little over five foot in height, brown skinned and had a thin moustache that looked out of place on his otherwise plump body. Dhiru’s wife had eloped with a tourist a couple of years back. Since then, he had turned into a alcoholic. He was famous in the village to drink late into the night and talk to his cows about his wife. My bar meant that Dhiru could get cheap booze if he worked for me.

The bar was ready in a month. The lighting and the ambience resembled those of the bar from the famous ‘Goodfellas’ scene with the dialog “I’m funny how? I’m funny like I’m a clown?”. The bar had wooden walls, a wooden roof with wooden pillars supporting them, dull orange lights, round tables, LED lights dispersed across the room, local hand-made lamps that felt like kaleidoscopes hanging from the roof. The walls had frames of neo-noir movies that I had loved and treasured all my life - The Usual Suspects, Chinatown, Pulp Fiction, Fargo, Goodfellas, Taxi Driver, Reservoir Dogs, Blue Velvet, True Romance, Mulholland Drive. The tunes, well, ranged from - Beatles, Floyd, Zeppelin, Sabbath, Eagles, Dire Straits, Rolling Stones, Dylan, Simon & Garfunkel, Bowie, Doors, The Who, to Johnny Cash. Bar kaafi dhaasu lag raha tha. This felt like a place I could have a drink any day and anytime of the day!

Winter had arrived and sipping a hot beverage evoked an altogether new life from within. Chai was the winter drug for the soul. The clouds hovered around once in a while, but it used to be clear for most of the day. The days grew shorter and the village would shut by 6pm, except for a few tourists and locals at restaurants and at my bar. But I used to get done with work by 8pm, and taking a stroll in the darkness below the umpteen number of stars, galaxies, and the cosmos became an everyday habit. Walking aimlessly in the open is perhaps one of the simplest joys of life, and I had rediscovered it. And sometimes, I would sit by my cottage and gaze at the stars for hours together, trying to make formations and learn a few concepts of astronomy through my newly couriered telescope. In life, after everything is done, connecting the dots to make formations is a no brainer. But a dot in itself at its inception has little meaning. That dot could be a star, or could just be an artificial satellite - only time can tell. Also, we often wonder about a few dots that do not connect anywhere - I think either we have not lived long enough or have not lived brave enough to understand them.

Slowly and steadily, the tourists started pouring in to my bar. Some for the chai made from the tea leaves of nearby tea towns, but most for the alcohol served under an ambience that was not available anywhere nearby. Dhiru and I also made interesting cocktails - Rum served right out of a melon, Apricot Martini made from locally hand-picked apricots, BBB (Beer, Bourbon & Barbeque) Cocktail amongst others. The money was decent and soon we started issuing ‘monthly cards’ for the locals which allowed them to have drinks at much lower prices.

Running an enterprise also meant that I needed some sort of security to guard my territory. Given that the bar actually belonged to the Colonel, it was unlikely that I would face any issues. But then, I was not the one to take any chances. Soon, Dhiru introduced me to another local named Biju. Biju was astoundingly thin and always roamed around in his vest and a pair of worn out shorts. Biju had a dog named Rosie that had given birth a year back. Dhiru got Biju to my bar and told me that each dog would cost a thousand rupees.

Me: Kyu bechna chahte ho? Koi problem hai kya un mei?

Biju: Saab, kya bolun? Yeh Rosie hai na, saali raand hai!

Me: Kya matlab?

Biju: Itna kuch karke usko paala posa aur badha kiya. Par woh har koi kutte se chudti hai saab. Saali kutiya ko farak nahi gali ka kutta kaun hai aur apna shareef type wala kutta kaun hai!

Me: Woh sab theek hai. Par bechna kyu chahte ho?

Biju: Saab, main tang aa gaya hoon usse. Mujhe lagta hai usko maar hi dunga ek din. Aur uske haraam pillon ko bhi. 3-4 pillon ko bech chuka hoon. Yeh 2 bache hai bas.

Biju showed me the two dogs, and Dhiru confirmed that they belonged to Rosie and were about a year old. Surprisingly one dog was about 90% black and 10% white, and the other the complete opposite.

Me: Yeh kya hai? Ek kaala hai aur doosra gora

Biju: Aur kya hoga saab? Har koi kutte se chudegi to aise rang birange pille hi paida honge na. Tabhi to aapko sirf hazaar mein bech raha hoon

I felt it was a good deal, and I trusted Dhiru on this one. I bought the dogs, and named them Rinnie and Vinnie - one was a girl and the other a boy. I asked Dhiru to watch on them, since I did not want them to accidentally start humping each other in a few weeks time. For god’s sake, they were siblings! But that is how the village was. Discussing sex lives of your pet dogs at length in the open was considered normal and usual.

Over time, I grew fond of the general silence around me. The magnitude of silence increased as the day went by. In that silence, I started to observe and listen to nature as much as I could. Silence that is usually this uncomfortable space of air between people or entities, turned refreshing and soothing. In that silence, there was an introspection that had the power to take me on a ride ranging anywhere between the past, the future and within - deep within. That silence was so intimate that I don’t think I would ever be able to share it with anybody else. It belongs to me - just me. The forms of chirpings, burbles, fizzles, pitter-patters, ripples, murmurs, rustles - all of them started to feel like music to the ears. I guess I learnt to realise the simplicity of things around me and the power of observation to find beauty within that simplicity.

A few months passed by and the monsoons were soon approaching. The weather was fine and clear for now. The conifers were soon springing up to their usual self. The onset of monsoons also meant that it was the month of the festival ‘Singi’ for the tribal people who stayed at a nearby village ‘Singrawa’, about 1000 ft. higher when compared with HaraTopi. Dhiru narrated me the legend of this festival Singi. I have known Dhiru to narrate a few unbelievable incidents in the past - the three legged eagle of the size of a piglet that created havoc many years back; that after the Mahabharata, Ashwathama was roaming around the jungles a few hundreds of kilometres away from HaraTopi and as a result those jungles are now cursed with poor vegetation; few parts of a song from the hit movie ‘Jab We Met’ were shot at the foothills of HaraTopi. I assumed he was either hungover from the previous night or was plain lying.

But the legend of Singi was a notch above all of these stories. According to Dhiru, the festival of Singi is celebrated only in the night time post sun-set. The ceremony is blessed by the leader of the tribe. Soon after, they offer their prayers to their ‘Goddess of Procreation’ named ‘Miriya’ who is suppose to save the future generations of the tribe. This is followed by a feast of umpteen meat consumption, booze and as Dhiru calls it ‘kaala sutta’.

Me: Kaala sutta? Yeh kya hai?

Dhiru: Wahi saab aap marte ho na! Nashe ke liye.

The interesting part is after this. It seems the unmarried women are dressed in their best attire and jewellery during the feast. The men start picking a woman of their choice, and if the woman agrees - they have sex for the night.

Dhiru: Ladkiya mast tayyar rehti hai. Woh aag ke saamne line mei khade ho jaati hai. Aur aapko jo marzi hai, chun lo. Agar ladki maan gayi to raat bhar chudaai chalti hai saab.

Me: Dhiru, kuch bhi bakwaas karta hai tu!

Dhiru: Nahi saab. Chahe to bolo, leke chalta hoon. Par ek hi problem hai. Waha raat mein jaana padega. Raat ke 7-8 baje se pehle entry nahi milti hai. Aur ek phal aata hai ‘Arkoodi’ bolke. Usko kha lo to raat bhar daudoge.

Me: Yeh koi cinema theatre hai kya ki entry nahi milegi. Aur nahi, mujhe koi arkoodi nahi khaani hai. Aur mujhe jaana bhi nahi hai!

Dhiru: Waise, shadi karna zaroori nahi hai. Bachcha ho gaya to ho gaya bas, unka sarpanch hi sab kuch dekh lega. Waise, kuch din mei unke ladkiyan yahaan saamaan khareedne aayenge. Aap hi dekh lo.

I was neither in a mood to leave my progeny at the mercy of their ‘sarpanch’ (tribal leader) nor in a position to get married to a sex-deprived female from the tribes of Singrawa. But listening to such amusing stories of Dhiru made my day, and talking to people like Biju kept my day interesting at its best.

Life was definitely better than I had imagined. I had never thought that I would meet a variety of people. But having a fancy bar at a fairly travelled tourist place helped me. And being the conversationalist that I am, sometimes I did get to speak to my customers at length. My customers so far have included - a transgender couple who were open enough to discuss about their issues with the current judicial and societal system; a Nizam of Hyderabad who lost most of his ancestral wealth due to the forceful annexures by the Government of India and had eloped to Burma unable to pay off his debts; a famous rock musician (who prefers to be unnamed) in his 60s now, who has traveled the world and went on boasting at length about his sexual escapades with women from about 80 odd countries; an adventurer who had cycled all the way from Rajasthan to Sweden; a man in his 30s who was handsomely paid to accept a rape he had not committed as a minor and now, post-release, was spending his money travelling the world; a retired businessman who narrated the experiences of his grandfather who gamed the system to be a juror on multiple criminal cases and made it a way of life. And trust me, these are just the tip of the iceberg. I should probably narrate these conversations (censoring the private parts of the conversations, of course) to you. But let me keep that for another day.

A few days passed by and as Dhiru had mentioned, the women from Singrawa came to HaraTopi to buy clothes and jewellery. There were a couple of local guys with the ‘monthly card’ who were drinking at my bar. It was about 4pm and was a time a bit too early for the tourists to pour in. As the women from Singrawa waited for someone to come pick them up on a cycle for a ride back to Singrawa, the two guys started uttering something that disturbed me. They would point at a woman and say either ‘Choot’ or ‘Bhosada’. I was curious about what they were talking and approached them. On questioning them with a tone that indicated I do not mind using my fists on them, they revealed that if they think a Singrawa woman is a virgin, they would shout ‘choot’, and if they think she is already impregnated, they would shout ‘bhosada’. I lost of mind for some inexplicable reason, and gritting my teeth said “Kato yaha se. Warna yahi beer bottle tumhare pichwade mei ghusaake bhosada bana dunga”. I think I would have hit them that evening.

Retrospectively, even though this incident seems to be a minor one, it left me in a philosophical turmoil. My nature of reaction was perhaps uncalled for. What those two men were talking was in a pseudo-private setting - so why did I almost ambush them? Was there really something derogatory in their tone? Why is a sexual joke a taboo and why cant it be as integral as any other topic? Why can’t being a virgin or not, be discussed with the same comfort as being educated or not? In fact, who was I to judge them? Had I not agreed that I will not judge anyone but hypocrites? Am I the moral police now? Why did I behave in such a volatile, aggressive manner out of the blue, which is so uncharacteristic of me? Am I getting too comfortable with this place that I care about how people behave and act? Am I intending to turn HaraTopi into my home? Is it time for me to leave? When do I ever know what is the right time to leave? Am I waiting for some sign? Is there a sign? Is this a sign?

I pondered over this thought for a few days. Dhiru could make out that something was worrying me. Maybe, so did Rinnie and Vinnie. The monsoons were soon arriving and the gloomy clouds were reflecting my thoughts to some extent. I felt I had seen enough of this place. The very fact that my behaviour could affect Dhiru and the dogs told me that this was turning into my home. I did not want them to miss me when I was gone. And I did not want to miss them and this place when I was gone. But no matter how hard you try every living being - humans, animals and the rest of nature - gets mentally attached to one another over a period of interaction. Familiarity is the mother of all longingness. I had not signed up for this, and I realised I should be leaving soon. It was, perhaps, time.

The monsoons arrived the next day. The clouds were as dark as they could get at HaraTopi. It was quite a heavy shower that evening. The bar was open as usual, perhaps for one of the last few times. A bearded gentleman with grey hair, in a red jacket and khaki coloured shorts entered the bar. He closed his umbrella by the door. He clearly looked like someone from the cities. He came by the bar and took a seat. He started glancing at the alcohol cabinet and seemed to be making a choice of his drink. He seemed like someone with a keen sense of observation.

Me: Sir, kya lenge aap? Daaru peeyoge? Main yeh recommend..

<Cutting me short> Him: Meri bas chali to daaru se naha lunga

Me: Haha.. bahar baarish ka mausam hai sir. Aur bhi options hai nahaane ke liye

Him: Kaafi suna hai aapka yeh bar ke baare mein. Kaha se ho?

Me: Sir, kal ka parwah nahi lekhin abhi to main yaha se hi hoon

Him: Lagta hai kaafi cinema dekhte ho (looking around) aur kitaabein bhi padhte honge

Me: Yes, Sir. I do. How about you?

Him: I write. Watching or reading something makes me jealous. So I avoid others’ works of art

Me: Interesting. What do you write?

Him: Get me the best whiskey you have in the house. On the rocks.

I got him his drink and waited for his answer. He took a couple of sips and turned towards me.

Him: Do you keep cigarettes?

Me: Yes, Sir. Would you like..

<Cutting me short> Him: Do you have Camels?

It was extremely odd that he would ask me for Camels. Why would anyone keep Camels in a place like HaraTopi? And even if they did, why would someone expect this to be a default choice to ask? But I smoked Camels. Ever since I read that Tipu (from the book ‘In Through the Back Door’) flees to Delhi out of his angst and tries Camels during one of his night-outs in the city, I had romanticised trying them out someday. I always got the Camels couriered from Delhi for my personal consumption, along with the alcohol for the bar.

Me: Sir, I do not sell Camels. But I smoke them. You can borrow from my pack.

As I handed the pack to him, in that moment I realised that this was a familiar face. The media-shy author of ‘In Through the Back Door’, Bhagwan, was sitting in front of me. He had a beard now and seemed to have lost weight. Behenchod, yeh to wahi aadmi hai. Pooch hi leta hoon.

Me: Sir, are you the author Bhagwan?

Bhagwan: That is how the world knows of me. I am otherwise known as Surinder Koli.

Me: Sir, I am a huge fan of yours. ‘In Through the Back Door’ is my favourite book. I have..

<Cutting me short> Bhagwan: Good lord. What are the odds! I come here once in a while to reminiscence my writing days of the book. I read on Trip Advisor that a young man from the cities has opened a fancy bar here. Wait, let me take a punt. You were inspired by my book, a situation arose in your life and you decided to come to HaraTopi?

This literally made me shake where I stood. I had not told anyone about this - not the Colonel, not Dhiru, not my friends back in the city. In fact, most of my friends did not know my exact location right now. How on earth could he guess this? Or is it so straight-forward and is he making me seem stupid?

Me: Sir, you are right. I quit my job, sold my properties and came here. Tipu and your book have always been an inspiration. I thought..

<Cutting me short and laughing> Bhagwan: Mujhe pata tha duniya mein chutiyon ki kami nahi hai.

Me: What do you mean?

Bhagwan: Yeh bar aur aapko dekh ke lagta hai kaafi shaukeen aadmi ho. Shayad ameer bhi honge. You seem educated. The world out there would probably do better with a person like you. And look at you. Here you are! What difference are you making? You think running a bar in some secluded village will make you immortal like some childhood hero from the books?

Me: I do not want to be immortal. I just want to be free from all the traditional expectations of the society and the..

<Cutting me short, again> Bhagwan: Make me another drink.

I tried to gather myself through the rush of emotions - from a fanboy moment to the shock that he had deciphered me to the confusion that he was suggesting me to live life in a different way. I poured him another drink.

Bhagwan: Kitaabein padhne ke liye hai bas. Inspire hoke chutiyaape karne ke liye nahi hai. In the real world, people like you have to work on challenges such as publishing, cutting costs of book production and making books more accessible to people through technology. If everyone gets inspired and runs away being a ‘free spirit’ like that Tipu, people like me would die. We would all go back in time where we led a primitive agrarian life.

Me: But is that not what you professed through your book? Tipu represented all the rebellion that a teenager expresses in this country. Tipu was a hero..

Bhagwan: Tipu bawla tha. Waise, woh sirf kitaabon ke pannon mein hai. Gutter mein fek do, ya jala do - do second mein mar jaega. Kis duniya mein jee rahe ho? If everyone gets inspired by art - then the world would have come to an end after watching apocalyptic movies. Art is to be read, watched, heard and forgotten. Art is not meant to be followed as a way of life. Maan lo koi Mahabharat padhke Arjun se inspire ho gaya. Pata hai Arjun ne kitne kaand kiye the? Do you know how many wives he had and what he did to his son Iravan?

Me: I don’t know. But I assumed you actually believed in the message of your book. I thought you were..

<Cutting me short> Bhagwan: Bol raha tha na duniya mein chutiyon ki kami nahi hai. Jab tak tum jaise log ho, mere jaise kalakaar aapko banaate rahenge. I have a family to take care of. I have desires to lead a comfortable life. I need to sell books in order to achieve all that. This is what any artist does - create an art that reciprocates with the needs of the contemporary consumer. That need can be sexuality, madness, revenge, patriotism, rightist or a leftist ideology, laughter, or sometimes teenage angst. Make the consumer go crazy - that is it.

Me: Unbelievable! Kaisa insaan ho aap? Dekhiye, sirf apka naam Bhagwan hai, aur aap khud ko asli bhagwan samajhke baithe ho. What you are saying is..

<Cutting me short> Bhagwan: Make me another drink.

I wondered if I should ask him to leave, or just play my usual self of being a host who is having a conversation with one of his customers. I wondered. I poured him a drink, reluctantly.

Bhagwan: I guess the tempers are flaring. Look, it is your life. I was just trying to save you from a future disappointment. It feels rebellious now to give up on the society and be liberated from the traditional goals of life. But you will regret this in the future.

<Trying to compose myself> Me: Well, thank you for your concern. But I think I am capable of taking my own decisions.

In that moment I realised that this guy was perhaps the biggest hypocrite I had ever seen in my life. I did not have anymore respect for him. It would have been a mammoth gulp in the throat, but this first hand experience made me realise the true Bhagwan in one instant of a finger snap.

<Lighting a Camel cigarette> Bhagwan: Look at you! You smoke the same cigarettes as Tipu. Even after all these years. You cannot deny that that book is your inspiration. And it surprises me that you are in no mood to listen to me now.

Me: You are a fucking hypocrite. I’d rather not listen to anything from a man like you.

Bhagwan then took a last sip from his glass, looked for his wallet and left a two thousand rupee note on the table. He took a long hard puff of the Camel, and blew it up in the air.

Bhagwan: Well, you have already listened enough (referring to the book) of this hypocrite. And that has changed your life. And that has made all the difference.

Bhagwan took his umbrella and left. It had stopped raining by now, and the dark clouds had started to pass away for the day.

After a few seconds Rinnie and Vinnie came running towards me, expecting my undivided attention since there was no customer at the bar. They started licking me, as they always fondly did. It felt good to be back in a world where living beings were simple and so were the relationships.

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2 months after ShivIka's marriage. Sun rays entered their room through the window and disturbed Shivaay's sleep. He began his usual early morning routine: cuddling with his wife and again sleeping for another half-an-hour or so (long gone was his 'wake-up-early' mantra after their special nights *😜*). He stretched his arm to hug Anika but, to shock or surprise, her side of the bed was empty. He woke with a jolt and checked the time. Shivaay: *to himself* Yeh ladki subah 6:30 bake kaise uth gayi!? His thoughts were interrupted by a pair of silky-smooth hands which wrapped around his bare torso. He immediately recognised them and held them. He turned back to see his lady love, dressed in royal purple silk robe. He tucked her hair strands behind her ear, which were blocking the view to his favourite sight: Anika Shivaay Singh Oberoi's angelic visage. Anika: Aap phirse mujhe taad kyoon rahe hain? Shivaay: Tum phirse itni khoobsurat kyoon lag rahi ho?... 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Anika: *mummers* Cheapde! Shivaay: Yeh toh mujhse shaadi karne se pehle sochna chahiye sochna chahiye tha. Anika: *sadly* Shivaay, mujhe pata hain aaj aapka birthday hain aur mujhe aapko mana nahi karna chahiye likin...please aaj nahi. Shivaay: *pouts* Tumne kal raat ko bhi mana kar diya tha. Anika: Mujhe maaf kar dijiye ☹ Shivaay: *cups her face* Don't be sad. Agar tum comfortable nahi ho toh it's completely okay. Now smile. Anika hugged him and smiled. Anika: Thank you. Shivaay: Waise mujhe mera gift kab milega? Anika: Arey, chhote bacche ki tarah kyoon utavle ho rahe hain? Baad main doongi. Ab isse pehle koi hume dhoondte hue aa jaaye, tayaar hokar neeche chaliye. Shivaay: *sighs* Okay. He went to the bathroom to freshen up. Anika: *in her mind* Aaj aapko aapki zindagi ka sabse khidki-tod birthday gift milega. They got ready: Shivaay in a crisp, three-piece suit and Anika in a long kurti with leggings. At the dining table, everyone wished Shivaay then Rudra came and literally jumped on him. Rudra: *ecstatic* HAPPY BIRTHDAY BHAIYA! I LOVE YOU! Shivaay: *trying to maintain his balance* Thank you, I love you too likin mere upar se hat jao. Rudra: *makes a face* Boo! *normally* Achha yeh sab chodiye, kyoonki ab aap paraya dhan ban chuke hain, humare gift ke liye aapko aaj ke breakfast humare saath banana hoga. Shivaay: Breakfast hum generally saath main hi banate hain likin tumhe kis baat ka gift chahiye? Birthday toh mera hain. Rudra: Koi baat nahi. Hume return gift chahiye. *pushes Shivaay towards the kitchen* Chaliye bhaiya, more talk, less walk. Shivaay: It's 'less talk, more walk'. After the O-bros go to prepare breakfast, everyone sits on the dining table. Dadi: Toh batao, aaj ki party ki tayaariyo main kaun kya karega. Gauri: Sabse pehle aapke poto ko saare taam-jhaam se door rakhenge. Ladko sajaavat ka 's' bhi nahi aata hain. All giggle. Jahnvi: Decorations main dekh longi. Gauri: Maaji, hum aapki madad kar denge. Dadi: Anika, is baar tu sajavat ka kaam nahi dekh rahi? Bhavya: Haan Bhabhi, aap toh humare in-house planner ho. Anika: Main wedding planner hoon, birthday planner nahi. Dadi: Chal! Humare ghar ke saare tumne hi toh plan kiye hain. Billu ki janamdin ki tayaari nahi dekhegi. Anika: Dadi, woh... woh... woh mujhe Shivaay ka cake lene jaana hain. Dadi: Woh toh koi bhi laa sakte hain. Anika: Haan... likin agar us baker ne koi gadbad ki toh use jhaad bhi lagaani hogi na. Gauri: Bhauji, kahiye toh hum bhi aapke saath chalet hain. Jaroorat padi toh us chiraute ko ek jhaap main deewar se sata denge. Anika: *panics* Nahi nahi nahi nahi nahi nahi! All look towards her suspiciously. Anika: Mera matlab... tumhe chalne ki kya zaroorat hain? Ek cake hi toh laana hain, main le aaongi. Aur tumhe toh badi maa ki madad bhi karni hain. Gauri: Arey haan! Hum toh bhool hi gaye they. Anika: *in mind* Baal-baal bach gayi. ShivOmRu come out of the kitchen with French Toast for everyone then take their seats. Om: So, humne kya miss kiya? Jahnvi: Hum bas Shivaay ki birthday party ki planning kar rahe they. Shivaay: Thanks everyone but I would like agar sirf family wale ho. No outsiders and definitely not media. Shakti: Birthday boy ki baat sunli na. Sirf ghar wale. Anika: *in mind* Shivaay ne mera dil khush kar diya! Naach Anika! She did a subtle 'happy dance' to herself. After breakfast, everyone got busy in their work. Anika got ready and kept all her things in her "Chikni" bag. Shivaay comes there. Shivaay: Kaheen jaa rahi ho? Anika: *unknowingly* City Hospital. She bit her tongue after realising what she said while Shivaay panicked. Shivaay: Hospital? Kya hua? Kaheen chot lagi hain? Tabyat theek nahi hain? Main doctor ko ghar bula loon? Anika: Shivaay relax. *tries to cover up* Main... City Hospital ke... paas wali cake shop se aapka cake lene jaa rahi hoon. *hurries* Accha, mujhe der ho rahi hain. Bye. She quickly leaves from there, leaving Shivaay confused. Shivaay: *to himself* Aaj yeh itna weird behave kyoon kar rahi hain? Well, woh normal kab rehti hain? He shrugged his shoulders and went to his study. Evening. Shivaay's outfit Shivaay's outfit Shivaay's outfit Anika's outfit The family members chatted, giggled and played some games organised by Dadi. One of them included to do push-ups with your wife sitting on your back. After some time, it was time to cut the cake. Rudra: Bhaiya, pakka is cake main kuch toh hain. Bhabhi isse pick karne personally gayi thi. Anika: Aisa kuch nahi hain. *in her mind* Khaas cake nahi, kuch aur hain. Om: Achha, baatein baad main. Shivaay, cake kaato. Shivaay cuts the cake and all sing 'Happy Birthday' for him. He feeds it to Anika, OmRu, Dadi and everyone else. Rudra takes some cream and puts it on Shivaay's face. Shivaay's mouth into 'O' shape. Shivaay: What is this!? Rudra: Happy birthday bhaiya. Shivaay: *takes some cream and runs behind Rudra* Ruk tu! After running around the whole house, Shivaay cleans up and joins them again. Shivaay: Wow! That was fun... but wait a second, *calls out* Anika. Anika: Haan. Shivaay: Mera birthday khattam hone wala hain. Kya tum mujhe bataogi ki mera gift kya hain? Anika: *goes closer to him* Aapko isse achha gift aaj tak nahi mila hoga. Shivaay forwards his hand. Anika: Uh uh uh. Aap usse abhi nahi pakad sakte. Shivaay: *sarcastically* Toh kya next birthday pe pakdoon? Anika: Nahi. Agle birthday se ... *calculates on her fingers* ... 3 mahine pehle. Shivaay: Aise kya cheez hain jisse aane itna time lagega? Woh aa kahaan se raha hain? Anika: *sways side-to-side* Woh toh mere paas hi hain. She keeps her hands on his chest and bites her lower lip. Shivaay: Anika? She keeps his hand on her stomach and lowers her voice so only he can hear her. Anika: *whispers* Main maa banne wali hoon. Shivaay eyes widened with what she just said. He looked at her and she nodded in assurance with happy tears. Shivaay had big, ear-to-ear smile. He lifted Anika and swayed her in circles. Shivaay: Anika! Anika: Shivaay! Kya kar rahe hain? Mujhe neeche utaariye. He kept her down and cupped her face. Shivaay: *stammers with happiness* Sach? Tum...maa...matlab...main...papa...matlab...humara...baby... Anika nodded with each of his words. Rest of the family was confused. Dadi: Billu, kya hua tum dono ko? Shivaay: *happily* Dadi, congratulations! Aapka promotion hone wala hain. Dadi: Hein? Shivaay: Aap par dadi banne wale ho! All: Kya!? Shivaay: Haan! OmRu ran Shivaay and engulfed him in bone crushing hug. OmRu: Congratulations Shivaay/ Bhaiya! Gauri and Bhavya ran to Anika carefully hugged her. TejVi and Shakti came to them and blessed them. Dadi came to Anika and removed the bad eye (nazar) from her. Dadi: Anika puttar, tune aaj is parivaar bahot badi khushi di hain. Rudra: Haan Bhabhi. Finally, ab main sabse chhota member nahi rahoonga. Shakti: Arey bhai, kam-se-kam hone wale mummy-papa ko saath main toh khade hone do. + OmRu And RiYa pushed ShivIka towards each other. They looked at each other and blushed. Shivaay: *holds her hand* Thank you Anika, meri family complete karne ke liye. Anika: Thank you Shivaay. Mujhe ek family dene ke liye. He side-hugged her and they shared an eye-lock. The End Writer: Lunch BirdS

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tellywoodtrash · 4 years ago

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why the fuck is vansh glaring at riddhima for dadi's dumb accusations???? does he not remember that siya's whole makeover came as a reaction after riddhima's "death" which means, she wasn't in the fucking house when it happened????? i swear to god, every raisinghania has horseshit for brains.

angre's back with a new injury and ishani's reacting like anyone would if their husband came back from work bleeding every single day. she's spitting nothing but facts and is so fucking right to hate vansh.

yessssssssssss ishani is here to take vansh ki class, and i fucking love it. vansh isn't even smirking this time around, coz ishani is really fucking angry and will literally snap his neck like a toothpick if he tries.

phewwwwwwwwww, ishani really going off today and I AM HERE FOR IT.

ofc he's doing that bullshit macho thing of punching shit in his anger and putting the blame on riddhima for all of it. sis idk why you're still with this man. you've obviously grown a brain now, why don't you see him for the abusive loser that he is????/

lmaooooooooooooooooo he's like "WHY WON'T YOU JUST TELL ME?!?!?!? don't you trust me riddhima????" NO BRO. NO. THE SIMPLE STRAIGHT ANSWER IS FUCKING NO. YOU'RE THE LEAST TRUSTWORTHY PERSON IN THIS SHOW. I'D TRUST A RATTLESNAKE BEFORE I'D TRUST YOUR MANIPULATIVE PSYCHO ASS.

suchhhhhh bad dubbing in this scene for rrahul.

anyway riddhima's like "nahi bataana mujhe", lol. i love it.

he stormed off in anger and she's lamenting not being able to tell him the secret until the black box is handed over to vyom. ugh. so lame.

cut to next morning, he woke up and riddhima's nowhere to be seen.

he goes and bangs on ishani's door and he's like "ishani plsssss darwaza kholo.......... main vansh." LOL OK???? BECAUSE WHO ELSE WOULD WE MISTAKE YOU FOR???

angre ready to leap outta bed but lmaoooooooo the look ishani gave him scared him back into lying down. anyway the moment she turns around he jumps up anyway.

ishani's like can you pls leave my husband alone?!?!?!?!?!?! which is well within her rights, coz vansh bhai really be doing bhangra tapdance all over the boundaries one should have as an employer, let alone brother-in-law.

lol vansh's first comment to angre is "ishani is really angry at me for you. i like that she loves you a lot." i'm sure this means more to angre than ishani's confession of love even.

anyway, he got the deets of that random jhopda from angre and is gonna go chaapa maarofy there. angre's like i'll come with, and ishani tears vansh a new one about respecting angre as the damaad of the house. phewwwwwwwww, i love it so much.

idhar bechare not-rrahul se covid ke time mein bhi kaam karwaaya jaa raha hai. baksh do bechaare ko yaar. rrahul se toh nahi karwaaya tha jab usko hua tha, aur woh lead hai. isko 2 hafte ke liye chutti nahi de sakte? kapde bhi nahi pehnne dete.

anyway riddhima is pissed at vyom for acting overfamiliar with his "partner"/"baby doll" nonsense, and is like jaane kaunse manhoos ghadi mein iske saath deal kar liya maine............ anyway, she gotta do black box shit fastttttt.

anyway, he's given her some apt or safehouse or something.

lollipop ladki and her incredibly toned legs (god, i'd kill for them!!!) are following vansh around, saying i gotta talk to youuuu. vansh is like behen, mere se meri ek bandi nahi sambhal rahi, i don't have time or energy for any sidechicks, pls baksh de. jaake aryan ko tang kar tu.

she's bc poori baat toh sun le. goes to show him the tattoo, but he gets a call and leaves. you know what, she shouldn't tell him it's the code to opening that stupid box. let him come beg. and then she can extort 2500 crore outta him.

idhar chained-up kabir is trying to attack riddhima who's like

can't say i'm not masssssssively enjoying this. i love kabir, i do, but he deserves this for all the haraamipannaa that he did to her and ruined her fucking life.

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh she shot at KABIR while in the red leather catsuit, not vansh. a pity. shoulda shot both when she had the fucking chance, and lived a free life.

ugh she's doing all this coz he tried to kill vansh? not just for her own shits and giggles? how fucking disappointing.

i love helly's unbothered acting tho. too good.

riddhima's promising to kill him badeeee itmenaaan se.

she's like v 1.0 of me was a basic bitch who just wanted to marry you and live happily ever after. but you planned differently, so............... thanks for teaching me all the ropes of being an absolute bastard.

kabir warning that yeh jo abhi mera haal hai, vansh gonna do it to you, or worse. pftttttttttttt. tell us something we don't already know, loser.

aaaand now he's calling her a fool. she's not the one in chains rn, my man. matlab hadh hai, rassi jal gayi par bal nahi gaya.

anyway blah blah vansh will find out about your deal, he'll kill us both, blah blah blah. whatevs.

riddhima tells guard fellow ki vansh found out about the place and kabir needs to move. guard veryyyyy wisely removes all the chains on kabir, who then gives dhoka by shoving them out the room and slamming the door shut. wonderful.

aryan/ishani bitching about vansh bhai and plotting to bring him downnnnn so that his tyranny will finally end. good. VERY GOOD. get yours, bitchy kanji aankhon waale sibs. main tumhare saath hoon.

vansh reached the jhopdaaaaaaaaaaa. lord i hope riddhima has become nau do gyaraah with kabir by now.

god all these low angle shots of rrahul...................... UNF, man; fucking UNF. 🥵🥵🥵

phew thank god, place is fucken empty.

has something scrawled on the wall tho.

an address......... IN BLOOD. but........... how the fuck would kabir know where riddhima's moving him to and have the time to write it out on the wall???

bwahahahahahahahahahaha and they're bringing kabir to the exact same set, saaaaaame room. man i know budget kam hua hoga OTT ki wajaah se, but there's a million rooms on this set, koi bhi doosra choose kar lete.

anyway, this is the safehouse vyom gave riddhima. good on her for asking for and getting the resources she needs to carry out her nefariousness.

ohhhhhhhhhh, address kabirrrrr ne nahi, RIDDHIMA ne likha tha, galat waala.

loving how she's playing alllllllll these suckers. i know she's not gonna stay winning for long, so imma just enjoy it for the time. *sigh*

precap: vansh's dumb ass finally figured out address fake tha, while riddhima finally gets her hands on the black box. and now he's following her around as she goes to make the drop. BORING!

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tellywoodtrash · 4 years ago

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immj2 02.04.21 lb

vansh is talking to riddhima’s pic and all “tum hamesha zinda rahogi..... meri yaadon mein..... kahaan chali gayi ho tum riddhima????” alkdjlskdjslakdjlaskdjlk he’s literally this meme...

vansh: i lost my riddhima.............. 😥😥😥

riddhima [voice coming from a distance]: quit telling everyone i’m dead, you gargantuan dumbass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

vansh: sometimes i still hear her voice........................ 🥺🥺🥺

lmao he still can’t stop flashing back to the kiss tho. dude you are honestly so damn stupid. she’s so willing to get down and dirty, koi toh scar, birthmark, nishaan, kuch toh hoga uske body pe that you can check for while getting nasty.

hallucination!riddhima is here to seduce him. lmao yeh toh sapne mein bhi peecha nahi chhodti. i love it.

haaaaye, he’s just sitting there making sweet heart eyes at her. it’s kinda cute.

OH MAN THIS IS ACTUALLY A GOOD HEARTMELT KINDA SCENE WHERE RRAHUL AND HELLY ARE KILLING IT WITH THEIR CHEMISTRY AND NOW I’M ANGRY THAT THEY’RE STUCK IN THIS FUCKALL SHOW WITH THESE DUMBASS CHARACTERS. THEY HAD SO MUCH FUCKING POTENTIALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. thank god OTT is at least giving this much hotness.

shit i kinda miss screencapping now coz unf, their faces are so pretty. esp. in this candlelight. and rrahul’s puppy eyes, *sigh*

these two have a functional relationship only in dreams.

there’s a bed right behind her in that room, why is she sleeping in this chair like this???

ok mans confused as hell if this is his riddhima or not.

aaaaaaaaaand he remembered all her dhokas and is like NOPE. NOT MINE. kinda feel bad for him, but then writing that recap I did today reminded me of the numerous dhokas HE gave her and now i have no sympathy. suffer, fool. literally die in your tadap idgaf.

is there something in the water of this house these days, coz all the ladies are forever DTF. bechaara angre trying to slow things down but........... nope. sis just wants orgasms, not conversations about hopes and dreams and what not.

lol angre ko achche se mil raha hai, vansh ko at least sapne mein mil raha hai..... poor aryan, idhar lollipop ladki isko ghaas tak nahi daal rahi.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SHE LITERALLY SAID “VANSH IS A MAGICIAN. I CAN TOTALLY PICTURE HIM IN THE ROBE, HAT, AND THE WAND.”

i’m sorry, i just had to.

aryan’s like badaaaaaaaa pyaar aa raha hai uspar? and she’s like i just.................. “admire” him. hmmmm.

aryan ke andar ka typical desi mard jaag utha and he’s all tu meri bandi hai, you gotta do what i say and lollipop ladki quite rightly shut his ass down. damn i think i might like her?????

someone’s sending aryan messages about riddhima being alive and asking for 2 crores WHICH HE INSTANTLYYYYY AGREED TO. DAMN, I NEED SOME RICH IDIOTS TO EXPLOIT THIS EASY.

gun leke nikal gaya woh. are we sure aryan isn’t a delhi boy????

lollipop ladki is here in vansh’s secret room and he’s like wtf, how???? and she was like, that bookshelf waala rasta was open, toh main aa gayi. 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️ LMAO I THINK YOU NEED TO MAYBE SHIFT TO ANOTHER SECRET ROOM VANSH. LITERALLY EVERYONE KNOWS WHERE THIS ONE IS.

lollipop ladki’s got zeroooooooo wafaadari to aryan and i love it. so does vansh. halki halki respect dikh rahi hai uski aankhon mein at how she’s playing baby bro.

ugh aryan found riddhima.

seeeeeedha gun taan diya. yaar tum raisinghania bhaiyyon ko yeh kya keeda hai har waqt bandook leke baat karne ka?????

angre is here to save bhaabiji................

riddhima trying to wriggle outta it saying she’s not riddhima; aryan’s like idc, you have her thopdaaaaaa, you gotta die. poor helly shah’s face.

angre/aryan haathapaaai as angre screams his face off at riddhima’s dumb ass to fucken runnnnnn already.

riddhima refusing to leave angre. ABBE OH MANHOOSON ABHI TUM DONO KO SOOJA HAI BHAABI DEVAR WAALA PYAAR PEHLE NAHI HO SAKTA THA SO THAT THIS FUCKING SITUATION DIDN’T ARISE IN THE FIRST PLACE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?

OH MOTHERFUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK NOOOOOOOOOOO ARYAN SHOT ANGREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE RIGHT IN THE HEARTTTTTTTTTTTTTT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

riddhima ki hattttttt gayi at that and she picked up the gun and shot at aryan for that. fucking amazing, i love it. she couldn’t bring herself to shoot at kabir for vansh, but jhatttttt se she could murder aryan for angre. see? platonic relationships >>>>>>>>>> romantic relationships, every. single. time.

angre giving speech about how he told her yest that he’d give up his life to protect her, and thus her dumb ass should be running rn or this is all gonna go to waste. oh man, don’t tell me angre’s dying. abhi abhi toh usse biwi ka pyaar naseeb hua tha.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ANGREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. HE CAN’T BE DEAD!??!?!? CAN HE????????/

ARYAN MADARCHOD TERE KO TOH MARNA HI HOGA AB. PATA NAHI KISKE HAATH ZAAYA HOGA TU, LEKIN LORD, I HOPE VANSH AND RIDDHIMA AND LOLLIPOP GIRL TAG TEAM AND PISTOL WHIP THE FUCK OUTTA YOU.

lmao aryan is such a dumbass; he’s like dadi will believe this video i make of riddhima being alive, and the video just has a shot of her running away with back to camera, no face whatsoever. this is literally why no one takes you seriously, bro.

precap: yet another vansh/riddhima shower scene tomm. andddddddddd riddhima pulls a gun on him. seems like an episode written especialllllly for my sensibilities!!!!

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tellywoodtrash · 4 years ago

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immj2 30+31.12.20 lbs

30.12.20

lmao ep starts off itself with vansh and kabir ka staring match.

vansh steady in first place, not having blinked for................ like 3 minutes now? this dude a fucking freak.

while riddhima gazes adoringly at him thinking bhagwaan ne mujhe itnaaaaaaaaaa achcha pati diya hai. pft. idk what the hell sins you did in your last life riddhima, to get a husband like this one in this life, but it had to be something reallllllllllll bad. like stealing from little orphans and kicking puppies or some shit.

thankfully dadi is here to put an end to this chutiyaapa.

countdown blah blah, no1 currrrrrrrrr.

itna pheeeeeeeeeenka happy new year. bhai-behen ho kya???

now we talking.

he just says some trite shit like new kahaani that will be remembered for ages blah blah and gives creepy looks. dude why can’t you be normal on oneeeee bloody day?

ahaana also giving random creepy looks seeing vansh/riddhima hugging. and she goes and............

i think i watch this show and rrahul a little too closely ki i instantly knew this isn’t his hand and thus it’s not vansh’s hand she’s holding.

yupppppppppp. bola tha na.

damn they make a hotass couple of shady bitches.

ok wow i’m really feeling it. wish kabir wasn’t a sociopath who is incapable of feeling attachment (“love” is too strong a word) for anyone but his mother.

lmao his reaction when ahaana tells him ki riddhima didn’t believe any of the pattiii she padaofied her about vansh.

ok but how do these two know each other??? matlab yeh le aaya hai issko? i thought vansh le aaya hoga?!!?

mereko kya kaunsa manhoos le aaya? i’m just here for the attractive ppl pressing their bodies up against each other. keep on keeping on, #KaHana

he’s warning her against ever double-crossing him and dude the angry/hate-sex vibes here are *~~~ExQuISiTe*~~~~

the way she’s confidently gazing at him all sexy tells me she’s a much more seasoned player than riddhima and i already love her more than the damn lead of the show.

damn. that’s a gnarly period you got riddhima. that’s an unusual amount of flow. go see a doctor about it, sis.

i’ve heard about ppl making art with menstrual blood and all, but this is fucking ridiculous.

anyway of course the dumbass goes investigating it. and got fucking attacked in the storeroom and SOMEONE HUNG HER UP. LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THIS MESSED UP HOUSE DUDE????/ WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU STILLL LIVE HERE????

Chehra Appreciation Break

asadkjasldjlaskdjlsakjdlas the way he’s yelling for everyone and interrogating them of their whereabouts coz riddhima’s missing.

lmao ishani and ahaana’s reactions at this temper tantrum are fucking amazing.

dang what’s with the suuuuuper orange lower half of his face???? ugh. the foundation woes are back now that the beard’s growing back in.

anyway he went barrelling off to find her after some more chabaaya hua dhamkis at his fam. ahaana already regretting moving into this pagaal khaana.

this scene is so fucking disturbing to watch that i don’t even wanna fucking cap it. but she was legit getting HANGED and he managed to get there in the nick of time and save her.

how, you ask? BY SHOOTING AT THE ROPE, INSTEAD OF JUST.......... DOING SOMETHING NORMAL LIKE RUNNING AND PUTTING THE STOOL BACK UNDER HER FEET TO STABILIZE HER. THIS SHOW IS JUST FUCKING BATSHIT INSANE, MY LORD.

this poor girl, my god. i don’t think i’ve ever watched a tellywood FL be tortured to the extent that this one is on a daily basis. it’s fucking ridiculous. there’s no redemption for any of the raisinghanias at this point. she just needs to fucking leave (and file several domestic violence cases against each and every one of them, except dadi.)

anyway she tells him whatever went down today, starting from the period blood fiasco onwards and he’s........ vibrating in anger. cool i guess.

some promises and shit about how who ever did this will pay, time for “humaara khel” and .......... dude. you say this shit every single time. and nothing changes. i don’t give a fuck anymore about your stupid promises. move the fuck outta this hellhole with your wife if you really mean it.

seedha jaake ahaana ke sar pe bandook taan di. based on what evidence? only the Good Lord above knows, coz vansh and the writers sure don’t.

no literally based on what is he accusing her and pulling the trigger??????? idgi??????

almost shot her and is saying “riddhima pe kharonchh nahi aani chahiye, baat ishq aur vishwaas ki hai” and ahaana is giggling and literally what the fuck is going on i’m so confused.

ahaana saying wowwwww, you want revenge also, and she shouldn’t get hurt also.

MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE’S THE ONE WHO BROUGHT AHAANA IN!!!!!!!!!!!!

literally what the fuck is this dude on???? badla chahiye, par dard nahi hona chahiye. bhai, kya phoonk ke aaye ho, humein bhi toh thoda de do.

ok this is tooooo fucking convoluted a game. riddhima thinks kabir is the one attacking her. but it’s kabir + ahaana. kabir thinks ahaana is on his side and brought her into VR mansion, but ahaana is double agent who was actually planted in kabir’s nazar by vansh to fuck over BOTH kabir and riddhima. i think?????????

ahaana be like re devaaaaaa, what fucking madness have i gotten myself into????????????? the things i have to do for health insurance coverage during a pandemic.

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31.12.20

first 5 minutes is some new year ka naach gaana bs. fwding.

ok this fucker is a legit motherflipping crazy. he just wants to keep torturing riddhima for god knows how long.

even ahaana is alarmed.

did he do absolutely noooooo research after the cliff chhalaang? like....... this revenge shit is so dumb at this point, when he knows she brought in vihaan to stop kabir from ruining the family, and took a second fucking bullet for him?!?!?!?!?!?! they shouldn’t have written the second gunshot plot point, coz now he looks like a reallllllllll unappreciative fucker for whom literally no good deed is enough.

WHAT PYAAR AND VISHWAAS, FUCKER???????? LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?????? YOU’VE PLAYED THESE GAMES WITH HER FROM THE VERY START OF YOUR MARRIAGE AND MAYBE TOOK A BREAK FOR A WEEK OR TWO IN BETWEEN - WHEN SHE GOT SHOT THE FIRST TIME AND DURING ISHANI’S WEDDING. THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??????/ LIKE.......... THIS MAKES NO BLOODY SENSE. THIS CHARACTER IS JUST SUCH A SUPREME DOUCHEBAG, MY GOD. THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO REDEEMING HIM WHATSOEVER.

also can’t say rrahul’s extra chabaaaaa chabaaaaaaa ke bolna is making this enjoyable to watch at all.

all i wanna know is what ahaana has on him that he’s indebted to her and thought her worthy enough to join forces with. SPILL SPILL SPILL SPILL!!!!!!!!!!!! what does ahaana get outta all this?!!?!?!!!!!!

riddhima on the other hand running around wondering whom vansh is gonna murder. SIS YOU JUST GOT STRANGULATED CAN YOU SIT DOWN FOR A HOT SEC AND REST?!?!!?!?

ahaana is like bro you gonna ruin riddhima’s life, and he’s like yeah, that’s what i want. jesus christ, dude. just divorce her then. why prolong this shit out like this????? truly psychopathic.

riddhima hears his voice and heads to the pool area..........

............. isn’t that his shoulder there behind the tree? is she fucking blind???????? HOW CAN SHE NOT SEE HIS 7 FOOT TALL HULKING ASS BEHIND THAT PATLA SA JHAADI?????? HE’S LITERALLY THERE LIKE........

........... she left. god. she’s really really REALLY stupid. like pretty sure these crimes against her count as extraaaaaaaaa bad....... like, pick on someone with your own brain capacity, vansh? leave the simple minded sis alone!

the only gift that’s acceptable from you rn sir, is divorce papers. and a self-filed restraining order promising to stay 3 whole districts away.

yikes, that beard is notttttt growing in well.

“tum mujhe apne saare stress de do.” BITCH YOU’RE HER BIGGEST STRESS. ASSHOLE. I HATE YOU SO MUCH.

“tumse door jaake jaaonga kahaan? abhi toh bohut kuch baaki hai.” fucking dieeee, you psychopath.

lmaoooooooooooooooo her face when she doesn’t understand wtf this gift is supposed to be. i’ve been there sis. trying to fake enthusiasm for some reallllll bad gifts from men is truly painful.

also she’s so dang cute when they let her use her face properly!!!!!! har waqt bechaari ko bass rulaate rehte hain iss show mein.

one ainvayiiii gift ke bahaane some random cuteness.

sis gazing at him some more thinking omg he loves me soooooooo much.

she remembered ahaana’s warning, and is like no she was lying to me!!!!!!!!! stupid stupid stupiddddddd. no matter whoever planted her, you should believe that sister over your haraami misters. motive jo bhi ho, bol toh behen sach hi rahi thi.

yuck that looks ugly af. why the hell would you want that on your bedroom wall? esp. when your bedroom is already so goddamn fugly.

anyway he’s gaslighting her some more about ahaana blah blah.

riddhima like i’ll prove it. le, iska jee nahi bharaa. she wants to do more jasoosi and go get stuck in random traps that try to kill her.

vansh promising he’ll throw ahaana and her partners out if she can prove it. meaning you’ll........... throw yourself out?????

whatever man, idk and idc anymore what this fucker does. i’m just here for the faces.

threatening notes planted in all these ppl’s rooms. everyone instantly like OMG VANSHHHHHHHHHHH DID THISSSSS. lol coz who else does this chutiyaapa of leaving random messages around like this.

but nope. chachi saw riddhima’s earring lying there and knows it’s her.

isko bhi mila.

lmao kabir rueing the day he set eyes on riddhima coz jeena haraam kar rakha hai ladki ne.

riddhima like mwahahahahhaha they must have got my notes and now they’ll come attack me! behen, woh toh note ke bina bhi roz karte aaye hain...............

there. promptly got jumped.

surprise, surprise.

lol attitude toh dekho behen ka. wish she was the lead of the show instead of riddhima.

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daaaayum, riddhima using her brain soooo much in advance now ki sapne mein hi she foresees what kaand could happen and thinks ways out.

lmaoooooooooooooooo are they making not-rrahul shoot from some random khopcha in his home? kya hi ganda camera angle hai yeh? it looks like a hostage video.

riddhima’s face as sasta!vansh drones on and on about absolutely nothing is me on every single phone call.

ofc vansh has snuck up on this call and taken the phone and decides to take over conversation himself. dude, shaadi hui hai iska matlab yeh nahi ki koiiiiiiiiiii bhi boundaries nahi hain.

sasta!vansh got a taste of his own meds ki how it feels when someone’s just talking AT you, and he hung up.

riddhima is not falling for any of vansh’s intimidation and i am here for it!

NO RIDDHIMA DO NOT DRINK ANY JUICE HE GIVES YOU DO NOT FUCKING DRINK ANYTHINGGGGG HE GIVES YOUUUUUUUUUUUU

“kahin tumne ismein kuch milaaya toh nahi???” she asks with sweeeeeeeet as pie smile. ALKSDJFLKDF HOW MY GIRL HAS GROWN. *sniff, happy tears*

him: oh absolutely milaaya hai! love, care, affection................

her:

him: ............. and a little truth serum, taaki jungle waala sach baahar aaye.

her:

she’s like SOUNDS DELICIOUS, HERE I GO, GULP GULP.

oh god, he’s telling her “baith ke piyo” FUCKER DID YOU PUT PARALYTICS IN THIS AGAIN, I SWEAR TO GOD SCREEN MEIN GHUS KE ILL HOLD YOU DOWN AS RIDDHIMA AND ISHANI AND SIYA TAKE TURNS SHANKING YOU TO DEATH.

she’s coughing and choking. oh boy.

lmaoooooooooooooooooooo she’s like OMG THE TRUTH SERUM IS WORKING, I FEEL LIKE TELLING THE WHOLE TRUTH........... ABOUT THE SHIT YOU PULLED, TO DADI. akldjslkasdjlsakjdlskj man i really love new riddhima!!!!!!!!!!

he’s also sassing her and saying yes yes, jaake baata do, and then she’ll murder the both of us. THIS RELATIONSHIP GOT SO MUCH MORE INTERESTING WHEN THESE TWO STOPPED BEING SUCH DUMBASSES WHO CONSTANTLY UNDERESTIMATE EACH OTHER AND JUST STARTED SEXY-CHALLENGING EACH OTHER RIGHT TO THE FACE.

ouff, siya’s back at saste!bhaiyya’s lair and she’s at the proper set and he’s in that random khopcha and it looks dumb as shit. man why won’t they just get rid of his characterrrrrrrrrrrr????????/

OH GOD SHE’S LIKE “MUJHE LAGA TUM MUJHE MISS KAR RAHE HONGE, TOH MAIN MILNE CHALI AAYI” TF IS THIS GIRL EVEN DOING????????? ISHANI SIS, PLS APNI BEHEN KO KUCH SIKHAO!!!!!!!?!?!?!

and now he’s negging her. siya pls for the love of god why are you into this fucker??????????/

anyway, i’m not interested in these two and their grossass flirtationship so i’m fwding. only thing worth pointing out in this scene is vyom has a sizable pic of vansh with a big X on it, and siya has not noticed it or found it shady. wonderful.

and now she’s promising to turn into whatever type of girl he wants and to take anyyyyyyyyyyy risk for him. PLS TELL ME THIS IS SHAATIR SIYA PLAYING SHUNYA MAN FOR BHAIYYA’S SAKE. I CANNOT TAKE THE DEGRADATION OF HER CHARACTER OTHERWISE. VANSH AND ISHANI DID NOT RAISE YOU TO BE THIS FUCKING STUPID, SIYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

chanchal asking dadi what vyom’s whole deal is, kuch kaand hua tha na uske family ke saath? and dadi’s like we don’t talk about that here.

chachi also dropped a tidbit about siya leaving the house all saj-dhaj ke and dadi’s taking it too easy. let’s hope dadi/siya have formed an allaiance to fuck vyom up?

riddhima has come to talk to dadi. lord.

riddhima trying to gauge dadi ka taapmaan and.......... mafia dadi just gave a very “the family” typa speech and some thinly veiled treats.

glad to see vansh be a responsible pet owner who feeds his fishies everyday.

hein? aryan’s back in the house? already????????/ aur jaake vansh bhai ke mooh bhi lag raha hai........... GUTS mannnnnnn.

vansh is pulling some patronizing bada bhai bs and aryan’s like literally gtfo my face. relatable. vansh IS very irritating.

lmaoooooooooooooooo aryan’s dumb ass still hasn’t figured angre isn’t really dead. vansh’s smile at that is amazing, lol.

anyway aryan’s ranting on about how riddhima ke ishq ne nikkama kar diya, warna vansh bhai bhi the aadmi kaam ke.

wifey is off-limits topic. collar pakad liya bhai ne.

LOL ARYAN ARE YOU SERIOUSLY SO DUMB THAT YOU THINK EVEN IF ANGRE’S DEAD FOR REAL, VANSH CAN’T JUST GET A NEW RIGHT HAND MAN??????????

lmaooooooooooo at the way vansh is snooping at riddhima in the shower. he legit looks like such a pervert lol.

lo mil gaya fingerprint glass se and khol liya uska phone. why are you like this, man????????????

found nothing. pfffffffffffffffffffffft.

OH GOD THE “INTERESTING, VERY INTERESTING” IS BACKKKKKKKK.

riddhima knew fucker would snoop on her!!!!!!!! “tumhi se seekha hai........ SWEETHEART.” i love ittttttttttt. keep playing him like the sucker he is, babe!

ishani is here to ask aryan for painkillers for angre and aryan’s like HEIN???? ANGRE’S ALIVE?????????

abhi buddhu ko samajh aaya lmaoooooooooooooooo. honestly aryan, you need to do some brain workouts and shit.

sakldjlskajdlkjsalkdjlaskj now ishani took the gun from aryan and is threatening to shoot if he did something to angre.

aryan copped up to it, and ishani actually shot at him!!!!!!!!!!!!!111 omg to be angre, the man who inspires wife and bhaabi to murder this fucker for him!!!! the only good bean. he deserves this kinda loyalty. *happy sigh*

anyway, it’s quite clear now ki vansh bhai ne gun ke saath kuch locha kiya tha.

ew idhar siya is in some sexy sari for saste!bhaiyya and i am not here for this. fwding. *gag gag retching noises*

riddhima is video-calling vyom and he’s panicking to hide siya like a teen who snuck his gf home when mummy papa aren’t here. loserrrrrrrrrrr.

shunya dude is like baby doll, you’re not like other girls, you’re smarter!!!! and riddhima instantly shut him down saying women don’t need YOUR validation so literally stfu. phew. the character growth of this girl. i can only watch with happy tears in my eyes.

riddhima noticed siya’s earring in his hand and him yelling at someone off screen.

riddhima’s called for some help with some “keemti cheez”, which zero man promises to get to her.

ishani is here to yell at vansh bhai for jeopardizing angre’s life like this and it is FUCKING AMAAAAAAZING.

lol vansh is in competition with ishani for angre’s love???? he’s like angre’s life means more to me than it does to you. kya hi ajeeb family hai yeh yaar.

ishani: EVERYTHING IS NOT ABOUT YOU; AUR MAIN ANGRE KO KUCH NAHI HONE DUNGI!!!!!!!!!! HE’S MY HUSBAND!!!!!!!!!

me rn:

ok idk how ishani is just yelling at vansh bhai instead of socking him in the face for his patronizing bs, coz i for sure would have gotten a swing in at a brother who acted this way in front of me, so help me godddddd.

vansh seems to really be enjoying seeing the outburst though. he can’t stop smirking about how baby sis finally in love with her husband. it’s kinda cute.

cut to vangre in their secret room trying to figure out how to open the black box. um there’s a number written quite prominently ON IT. have y’all tried that???

meanwhile lollipop ladki is spying on them. vansh i told you that you needed to shift base. koi bhi aa jaa raha hai yahaan, for fucks sake it’s getting as much footfall as the kitchen. go back to that random container house you used to live in as vihaan.

precap: vansh dispatches angre to check chappa-chappa of that jungle where he was behosh. vansh promising riddhima he’s gonna find out what happened in those 6 hours. ANGRE FINDS KABIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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great, the memory card has fallen off aryan's shoe onto the floor. can't wait to see it kicked and passed around the house like the heere in andaz apna apna ka climax.

a wholeass pailllllllll of nails chachi has, and she knocked it over, and now she's scooped the memory card and put it with the nails. abbe yaaaaaaaaar.

dadi is a little too fida on this bahu. hello, you have other grandchildren in this house too? yes ok most of them other than siya suck, but still!!!! angre ko toh itna laad nahi deti aap??? i would argue he deserves it more, having to handle two-two sankiii raisinghania siblings.

lehenga waala controversy ki hawwwwwww vansh ki maa ka lehenga kaise pehen liya tumneeeeeee, and riddhima's like bishhhhhh my man gave it to meeee.

btw i think it's rude af that vansh got haq over it and not ishani and siya. i would totally not let a brother give away my mom's payal AND lehenga to some chick he married coz he thought she was a shady bitch here to spy on the fam. HE DIDN'T EVEN MARRY HER COZ HE LOVED HER OR NOTHING!!!!!!! WHY DOES SHE GET OUR MOM'S STUFF?!?!?!!?!? WHO MADE HIM THE BEQUEATHER OF HER HEIRLOOMS????????

long story short, i agree with ishani's bitchface here.

face-off between saas bahu over whether vansh will show up for aarti. lordddddddddddd, y'all better off betting on shit like the ipl, at least kuch toh paise mil jaate usmein.

full raisinghania parivaar convinced ki nahi aayega vansh.

but oh????????? YEH KISKI HAI AAAHAT???????? YEH KISA HAI SAAYA?????????

boooooooooooyah in your faces, bitches. though mans looks like he'd rather wrestle a pack of wild dogs than be doing this. HE'S HERE. THAT'S WHAT MATTERS.

behold the power of heterosexual crushy-wushy feelings (triple-boosted by the power of maa ka lehenga.)

mann hi mann mein gutargooo. god, just rip off the beautiful clothes and fuckkkk, you idiots. it's what maata rani wants!

OK BLOODY ENOUGH STARING THIS SCENE HAS LITERALLY GONE ON FOR 3 MINUTES TOO LONG, AARTI BHI KARNI HAI KI NAHI?!?! WHO ARE THESE PPL WHO STAND AROUND SUSTAINING EYE CONTACT LIKE THIS MY SOCIALLY ANXIOUS ASS IS FUCKING DYINGGGG HERE FROM JUST WATCHING THIS

dude turns on the puppy eyes only when she's not looking.

waaaaaah! look who's enjoying aarti! while smize-flirting with wife.

inn meesniyon ko baaz nahi aana. this is the fucking stupidest shit i've ever seen. WHY WOULD YOU MAKE A BED OF NAILS?????? DON'T YOU KNOW THAT THE MORE THE NUMBER OF THE NAILS PACKED CLOSELY TOGETHER, IT PROVIDES A FOUNDATION THAT ALLOWS EVEN WEIGHT DISTRIBUTION AND THUS DOESN'T HURT?????? USKE UPER CARPET BHI DAAL DIYA. SO HOW IS THIS SHIT SUPPOSED TO WORK, LIKE AT ALLLLL????

also idk wtf dushmani this family has against riddhima's poor feet ki unko hi nishaana banaate hain har time. poori ki poori body padi hui hai behen ki, kahin aur bhi vaar kiya karo, variety ke liye?!?

bhakti waala boner.

kal hi maine bola tha ki isko dandiya mat dena. angre inviting his own shaamat.

literally everyone in the family has their own different style of taking aarti.

aarti given to aryan with an extra side of stinkeye and promise to put him in jail.

voot has muted all the bloody songs and replaced it with some generic music and goddddddd. i have to go download some stream from tv now to watch the dance sequences properly. literally what is the point of voot’s existense, someone tell me. itnaaaa ghatiya streaming platform nahi dekha maine aaj tak. they should be paying us to watch shit on their trash site.

this is the most non-enthu dandiya playing i have seen in my life. he's standing there as if his shoes have been nailed to the ground. ffs, siya, who's in a wheelchair has more zeal.

his bejaan dancing reminded her of the other inanimate object that is priority as of the moment: the memory card.

aaaaaaaaaaand she hit him on the hand, and he walked off mooh phula ke that she wasn't paying attn. GOD EVERYONE IN THIS SHOW IS SO FUCKING ANNOYING.

meanwhile this one also got her hands on the bucket of nails. lordddddddddddddddddddd. i just can't with these ppl anymore.

yeh lo, yeh phir aa gayi maata rani se favour maangne.

FROM 0-60 IN A SECOND THIS ONE'S BRAIN MAKES ASSUMPTIONS. DIMAAG HAI YA TESLA KA ENGINE?!?!!?

inka khatam nahi hua. itna dimaag padhaai likhaai mein lagaati aap log toh khud ki companyaan chalaate, aur vansh ke paise ki zaroorat nahi padti.

ishani literally hammered nails into her bloody dandiya to hit angre with, who tf she think she is, jeffrey dean morgan from the walking dead?!?!!?!?!?!

hein???? riddhima ko itne upar se bucket mein memory card dikh gaya??? is she a long-lost cheel sister from naagin 5???? (maine bola tha this show is a companion piece to that one!!!)

i really truly get ishani’s annoyance with this b. she’s very very very irritating.

“isse kahin safe jagaah chupaana hoga” she says, AND YET AGAIN PUTS IT SOMEWHERE TOTALLY DUMB, THAT SHE WOULDN'T REALIZE IF IT FELL TF OUT. WHYYYYYYYY IS SHE LIKE THIS?!!?!?!?!?!? JUST WHY??????????

I MEAN........... JUST GO HIDE IT WHEREVER YOU KEEP YOUR MENSTRUAL PRODUCTS????? LITERALLY NO ONE WILL TOUCH THOSE, ESP. VANSH/ARYAN. IT'S THE LAST PLACE THEY'D EVEN THINK TO LOOK. MY GOD WHY IS SHE SO INFURIATINGLY STUPID??????????

garba ke baad she wants to show vansh the footage. wonderful. should go great.

mummyji ka naatak to make riddhima take the akhand jyot. fwding.

if there's anyone who's MORE of a doe-eyed optimistic fool than riddhima in this house, it's angre.

god ishani, you're a horrible person.

ofc, isko hero banna hai. keel ko poora daboch hi liya haath mein.

great, he's like tum ziddi toh main bhi dheent. re bhagwaaaaaaaan.

pls god, let them pair siya with someone wholesome; nahi toh i'll not have a single couple to ship in this generation of raisinghanias.

lmaooooooo dandiya kam yeh toh fencing match zyaada lag raha hai.

husband was just saying sorry to apologize for bumping into her but OH HO HO HO HO PATIDEV KABHI MAAFI KYUN MAANGEEEEEEEE PARMESHWAR SE TOH GALTIYAAN NAHI HOTIIIIIIIIIIII

one ainvayi ka ~~deep~~~~~~ dialogue also, that made no fucking sense but ok whatever.

LMAO WHUT THE DANCING CAME OUTTA FUCKING NOWHERE I AM AS PUZZLED AS VANSH IS

also everyone's like baaju hato baaju hato iske khatarnaak dancing se already vansh ko lag chuki ek baar abhi humein nahi khaani

i am ishani and aryan, pissed at how this chick just be hogging the whole floor. hello, this is a communal garba space!!!?!!

also i fucking love nagada sang dhol, but solo dancing to this song just looks very very sad.

anyway, now that the cultural program part of the evening is over......... time for operation keel carpet.

this chachi is such a sample i swear to godddddddd. iske khurafaati dimaag mein full time aise nonsense ideas hi aatein hain. aunty, apply this time and effort into an mba or msw or something, and you'd be much better off in life.

for the love of god stop making this dude run unless its some legit chase sequence or something. he looks ridiculous running around in the house as if he's trying to break the world record for 400m.

Bhakti Boner round 2.

chalo, finally she's on her way to the room. in dono ke kaleje ko thandak.

once again, for those at home thinking of replicating this kaand to fuck over an annoying nanad/bhaabi/whatever: please read how a bed of nails works, so that you don't waste your time on it.

why's everyone watching her go up as if ISRO ne koi naya satellite launch kiya ho??? DO Y'ALL NOT HAVE WIFI IN THIS HOUSE??????? MATLAB, KUCH BHIIIIIIIII ENTERTAINMENT NAHI HAI KYA ISS GHAR MEIN RIDDHIMA KE ALAAVA????

issne toh mann mein jann gann mana bhi gaana shuru kar diya, outta pride.

HOW EVEN IS SHE BLEEDING FROM THE FOOT WHEN KEELON KE UPAR CARPET HAI?????????? KUCHHHHHHHHH BHI.

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this fucking episode my dudes. i just went through it like...

business maharani is doing some more bitchification of bhaabi, ki dekho phir nikal gayi aapke peeche. even used the same lameass mandir excuse, the idiot, instead of coming up with something new.

hubs like riddhima is a major pain in the ass, but she's MY PAIN IN THE ASS, where isss sheeee, why isn't she back yet???????? is she ok????????????

ishani getting a call about someone in the hospital and......

bitch, it's her friend who's in the hospital. why the fuck would anyone call ISHANI of all people if riddhima was in the hospital????

lo aa gayi.

gujarat registration gaadi waale bhaiyya was a careful driver. unlike literally everyone else on tellywood. good for him.

concern!maxxxxxxxxxxx about her haalat.

asks about her bleeding hand and she's like i'll tell you if you tell me about how YOUR hand got hurt. noice.

again, rrahul's not putting on the vansh voice in this scene and it's 300% more watchable. for the love of god stop directing him in a way that impedes his performance!!!!!!! LET THE MAN MOVE HIS FACE AND TALK IN HIS NORMAL VOICE!!!!!!!!!!!

cliche dialogue about “shareer ke ghaav jaldi bhar jaate hain par dil ke ghaav..........”

this asshole is like yeah who would know that better than me???? BITCH WHAT IS THIS, THE TRAUMA OLYMPICS???

she's thinking ki yeah, i'm not gonna fall for your fakeass parwaah anymore. good. i like. she needed this stupidass illusion of her's broken longggggggggg back.

ohohohohoho ib waala mangalsutra breaking and slipping off trope idhar bhi hai.

“tooti hui cheezein kabhi kabhi dobara nahi judti.”

dialogue maarke chali gayi, lol.

but notice she's the one who caught it anyway. which makes me think she's gonna choose him/this relationship YET AGAIN. *deeeeeeeepest sigh in the world that sucks up all the oxygen in the atmosphere*

“jaise mera dil.”

OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH.

“lekin ab waqt aa gaya hai bohut se cheezon ko sahi karne ka.”

again, he looks menacing and all, but is probably just talking about making sure all the paperwork is up to date for upcoming end of year audits. he's a very rich accountant, remember???

ragini's medical reports have come.

lol being married to ishani is taking yearssssssss off angre's lifespan. roz naya tension, naya drama.

also, angre refers to vansh as "vansh bhai" when talking about him to ishani, but calls him "boss" when referring directly. interesting. veryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy interesting. you guys need to sort out that relationship, my dudes. it's the only stable, healthy one in this whole damn show.

ishani is like you're his right hand, what the hell are you doing about riddhima spying on him and getting all up in his business???????? dang, this might be the first conversation they're having about their only common interest: vansh's well being.

also i notice ki shivaay ke saare shirts angre ko diye gaye hain. huh, the shirts must have a kanji eyed wearer clause in their contract.

“mujhe shakti dijiye ke main apne emotions se upar uthke sahi ke saath khadi rahoon.”

damn, first time i've had a lil respect for riddhima. i mean, i know ultimately it's all gonna go to shit, but she's trying.

lmao a dhaarmik aarti version of the title track is playing. a version for every situation!

“main ragini ko bacha ke rahoongi. yeh mera aapse, ragini se, aur apne aap se vaada hai.”

YESSSSSSSSSSS BITCH, SISTERS OVER MURDEROUS MISTERS!!!!!!!!!!!

OMG WHY WON'T Y'ALL JUST DRESS HIM LIKE THIS, LIKE ARNAV, WITH THE SHIRT AND SWEATER COMBOOOOOOOOOOOOO. PLS GODDDDDDDDDDDD STOP DRESSING HIM WITH THAT STUPID SCARF WAALA BLAZERRRRRRRRRRRRR I BEG OF YOUUUUUUUUUU

he's talking to some shadow (def a woman) about how they're his humraaz about the whole ragini issue and nothing is hidden from them and how everything is going as they planned and the story will end soon.

it might be siya but omg i hope to goddddddddddddd it's ishani. i really really reallly want it to be ishani and see the hot demon siblings do some scheming and planning together. the sibs that conspire together, stay together!!!!!!!!!

menacing growling about riddhima and how he needs shadow chick's help in "handling" her, so that she doesn’t leave the house.

“chaahe VR mansion uske liye jail bann jaaye, i don't care.” cool, real healthy. also copied from this week's naagin 5. i'm telling you, these two shows be copying their homework off each other.

vansh leaning real hard on how he trusting shadow chick. hmmmm. reallyyyy hope it's ishani. though can’t say i wouldn’t be delighted if siya also turns out to be just as fucking twisted as him.

ofc ms. snoopy here has come to snoop. SIS TUM THAK NAHI JAATI KYA ISS SAB SE. MUJHE TOH DEKHTE HI THAKAAN HO GAYI HAI AND I NEEDS ME SOME GLUCON D.

“ragini riddhima se jeete-jee milna toh door, usse dekh bhi na sake.”

uh a little too late for that my man, lol. your girls already had a catchup session this afternoon. they're going for brunch and manis next weekend!

oh ho, she knows that angre's gone out. so this is def someone else in the house. DAMN, I'M REALLY INVESTED IN THIS SHADOW NOW.

yaaar, kya haalat bana rakhi hai shivaay ke room ki. best room hota tha iss set ka, aur isko bas ek random space banaa rakha hai.

ASLKFJSLDKJFLSDKJFLDKSF

this fucker crazyyyyy. like fulllll on flipping cray cray!!!!!!!!!!!!!

wow ok he's shaking from rage. more unhinged than i've ever seen him. which is really something. something scary as fuckkkkkkkk.

kudos to riddhima for just being like same old, same old, instead of being scared. i'm really liking i-give-no-fucks-riddhima.

DUDE. THIS FUCKER HAS COMPLETELY LOST IT.

also knife play copied from shivaay. this dude like a much much worse version of shivaay. never thought that would be possible, but never say never with ITV and the year 2020.

ok i don't like this angry version of him that's outta control, all shaking and growling and panting. not only is it really bad acting, it's hard to take seriously as menacing. ppl are always scarier when they're ice fucking cool with their anger.

blah blah blah some more growled warnings and riddhima and i are just here like............. “ok and????”

she's not even allowed to leave the room.

oooooh brave sis questioning him back and provokingggggggggg himmmmmmmmmm. got a death wish, this one, but i like her like this. i was sick of her just collapsing all over the place weeping. thaaaaaank god she found her longlost backbone.

“tum jaise haiwaan ki baat kabhi nahi maanungi.”

sarcastic slow clapping and slightly turned on by this show of dheentness.

“chalo aaj tumhari bahaaduri ko celebrate karte hain.”

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

“piyo, zeher nahi milaaya hai ismein.”

OK NOW THAT YOU SAID THAT I'M DEFINITELY THINKING THAT YOU HAVE.

omg ridhhimaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa you idiottttttt.

ok he's def put something in it. his face almost looking pitying as he takes the glass back.

“jaao. jahaan jaana hai jaao. nahi rokunga tumhe.”

ohhhhhhhhhh boy.

dslkfjsdlfkjdslkfjdslkjflkd her legs don't work no moreeeeeeeee.

THIS FUCKERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. JESUS CHRIST THIS CRAZY ASS FUCKING D;SLFKJ;SLDKFJ;LDSKJF;LDKJ

EVEN THE CHANNEL PUTTING BIG BOLD DISCLAIMER OVER THE SCENE LIKE THIS SHIT IS SERIOUSLY UNHINGED AND FICTIONAL THE CHANNEL ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT CONDONE THIS FUCKING MADNESSSSSSSSS

I CANNOT STOP SCREAMING THIS FUCKERRRRRRR IS OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK IS THIS THIS SHIT IS MAKING 4 LIONS MEN LOOK LIKE SOFT CUDDLY LIL SOFTBOIS I AM LITERALLY GOING OUTTA MY MIND WITH RAGE AND ANGUISH WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

i need a break. i seriously need a break to go cuddle my cat coz my god this deranged fucking showwwwwwwwwww.

ok cuddle break done. i’m not feeling any better but at least the tears of blood have stopped flowing from my eyes?

all i gots to say at this point is that CHEELANSHU SINGHANIA FROM NAAGIN 5 WOULD NEVER DO THIS. ONCE AGAIN SANKIIII CHEEL BOY >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> HUMAN MEN.

“haiwaan hoon main. rakshas hoon. aur rakshas kuch bhi kar sakta hai.”

electric chair for you, dude. ELECTRIC FUCKING CHAIR, GREEN MILE STYLE.

he literally gave her a paralytic.

“isse ek luxury relaxing spa treatment ki tarah enjoy karna.”

OMG I WISH I HAD SOMEONE MAKE ME SLIP INTO A PARALYTIC COMAAAAAAAAAA WHAT ELSE COULD A GIRL WANT FROM PRINCE CHARMING UWU TRUE WUVVVVVVVVV

omg inn paplu taplu ka chip waala naatak abhi bhi chal raha hai BIGGER THINGS HAVE HAPPENED IN THE HOUSE YOU IDIOTS KEEP THE FUCK UP LITERALLY NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOUR SADAA HUA MEMORY CARD ANYMOREEEEEEEEEE

anyway they decide to put it in the bank locker. omg why though, under the mattress was suchhhhhhh a safe and secure spot!!! badal kyun rahe ho tum log?!?!?!!?!?

“good morning.”

sis, lower half is paralysed. haath abhi bhi kaam kar rahein haina??? PICK UP WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU CAN GET YOUR HANDS ON AND HURL IT AT HIS FUCKING HEADDDDDDDDDDD

“don't worry, bas kuch der ki baat hai. uske baad tum apne pairon pe khadi ho sakti ho. main tumhari help kar deta hoon.”

TELLL HIM SIS. TELL HIM TO STAY THE FUCK AWAY AND NEVER EVER COME WITHIN A 3 DISTRICT RADIUS OF YOU.

“phir se zidd. tumhara naam riddhima nahi, ziddhima hona chahiye tha.”

ok can't deny i lol'd at that.

OK NO BACK TO HATING HIM. PUNS WILL GET YOU NOWHERE WITH ME, YOU BLOODY PSYCHOPATH.

“abhi toh bas ek chota dose diya hai jiska asar sirf 10 ghante rehta hai.”

oh how sweet. such a considerate husband. Star Parivaar Pati of The Year you are. haan behen, aur rakho aise pati ke liye karwachauth.

“agar baat nahi maaani, toh agla dose double hoga.”

seriously though, where can i get one of these? all i want is to be put in a coma so that i don't have to be conscious anymore. esp with the USA election today............ give me a 5x dose, daddy.

YEAH RIGHT LIKE SHE'S EVER GONNA CONSUME ANYTHING YOU OFFER HER EVER AGAIN LOL

“tum chaahe kitni bhi koshish karlo vansh, main tumhe ragini ko nuksaan pohunchaane nahi dungi.”

determination toh behen ka top classssssssssssss hai. where do ppl get such mental will from? i face the slightest inconvenience and i need a 6 hour nap to cope.

LMAO VANSH YOU DUMBASS YOU LEFT HER WITH HER PHONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. YOU KNOW SHE'S A SPY AND HAS SOMEONE ON THE OUTSIDE. YOU WANTED HER NOT TO GET TO RAGINI BUT NOW SHE CAN JUST CALL WHOEVER SHE’S WORKING WITH TO GET RAGINI THE HELP. GOD, BEWAKOOFON KI TOLI HAI YEH SHOWWWWWWWW.

ab yaad aayi kabir ki. my god, he seems like such a mellow weirdo now compared to vansh, just into some casual costume-changing and quasi fratricide. almost a tolerable level of deranged compared to this other fucking madman.

sent a voice note to him.

SHE HEARD SOMEONE COMING AND FLUNG THE PHONE ACROSS THE ROOM INTO A PILE OF CLOTHES. OH HO WHYYYYYYYYYYYY, YOU COULD HAVE LITERALLY JUST HID IT BACK UNDER THE PILLOWS WHERE YOU FOUND IT!?!?!??!?!?!?

“hi riddhima! tumhe iss haal mein dekh kar, dil ko bohut sukoon mil raha hai.”

asldkfsjflkjdslfkjdl i honestly love her the most. she's so fucking petty and hilarious.

ishani is like thank god bhai has seen fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinally seen your real face.

“sirf vansh ne hi nahi, inn sab mein maine bhi vansh ka asli chehra dekh liya hai.”

“kya matlab hai tumhara?!?!!”

ok, i'm thinking ishani is shadow girl. from day 1, she’s wanted riddhima to see vansh in a certain way; as someone dangerous, the way he projects himself. (as opposed to dadi and siya who want her to see his soft side.) this statement from riddhima makes her wary that did she get close to the actual truth. INTERESTING. VERYYYYYYYYY INTERESTINGGGGG.

she's now grumbling about how vansh treats her much better than she actually deserves. I REALLY WANT MORE INSIGHT INTO THIS BROTHER SISTER RELATIONSHIP THEY HAVE IT'S SO INTRIGUINGGGGGGGG

le, kapde chale gaye laundry. phone ke saath.

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precap: kabir listened to the voice note and now him and mummy are in panic about ragini disclosing the truth about 3 years ago. RE DEVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. OFC THESE TWO WERE INVOLVED IN THAT KAAND TOO. LITERALLY EVERY ONE IN THIS SHOW IS A DERANGED MENACE TO SOCIETY.

kabir coming to meet riddhima.

but ofc.

ugh she turned back saying “K.........” and he's like there's literally no one in this house whose name starts with K.

*facepalms for allllll eternity till my godforsaken face itself falls off.*

i think i’ll go watch s2 of mirzapur now. i need something ~~~light and fluffffffffffy~~~ to take my mind off whatever the FUCK this was.

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chanchal interrogating ishani, ki did riddhima spill about what happened that day. ishani like no dice, but imma beat it outta her so help me goddddd.

aryan coming throwing shit around. coz vansh has left everything in his will to dadi. thank fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk. none of you snakes are worth 5000 cr. i mean, ishani is, but idk, maybe not that whole amount at once.

ishani is like THANK THE LORD, VANSH HAD AT LEAST ONE WORKING BRAIN CELL. “kahin uss riddhima ko nominee banaa dete, toh humaare sar par chadhke tandav karti woh.” snort.

chanchal telling aryan ki “vansh ke baad saara business toh tuney hi sambhaalna haina”, and lmaoooooooooooooooooooooooo ishani’s face:

i honestly love her the most. MAKE HER THE NEW KING OF THIS EMPIREEEEEEEEEEE. SHE DESERVESSSSSSS IT.

ishani saunters off and chanchal is telling aryan ki anyway dadi ke haath laga hai sab, she’ll write it all to you; coz siya is in a coma, who knows when the fuck she’ll wake up, and ishani is walking talking TNT ka khaaaaan, that’ll blow up any second now. tujhe hi sab milna hai. lol bohut hi zyaada khushfehmi. can’t waitttttt for vihaan (whether he turns out to be vansh or not.......) to come show them thenga.

some parcel came outta nowhere for mummyji and it’s filled with all the stuff of her “long lost son who got kidnapped”. veryyyyyyyy conveniently opened by riddhima.

mummy has started filmfare nom-worthy performance on discovering the relics.

there’s a letter too! basically says i kidnapped your kid for money, but when you didn’t pay up, i threw him in a river. i’m confessing all this coz i’m now dying of cancer and want redemption. sounds to me like someone watched both ‘the prince of egypt’ and ‘badlapur’ in one day and did a mashup of those stories to write this letter.

watch out meryl, viola, jodie.......... mummy has gone beyond filmfare and is now doing OSCAR worthy performance about how she keeps losing kids.

lmao i am aryan, watching this nautanki:

mummy like it’s all coz i neverrrrrrrrrrrr accepted riddhima as a motherrrrrrrrrrr, mujhe maaaf kar dooooo.

of course riddhima’s dumb ass forgave her. god, this chick just tooo easy to scam.

someone’s come to say “final goodbye”. coz he’s taken a transfer. sure.

lmao riddhima is the biggest mood when dealing with an ex who just won’t leave you the fuck alone.

is it just me or has his hair become more........... vansh-y??? like, height-wise.

blah blah he wants to apologize to everyone........... for what exactly? he said he was just doing his job, why to say sorry for that??

lmao ishani has appeared and is ready to kick kabir’s ass. omfg i think this might be my new fav dynamic of this show, ishani v/s kabirrrrrrrrrrr.

RIDDHIMA DOING NOTHING TO STOP HER ALSO, LMAOOOOOO

whole family has appeared and he’s like sorry kehne aaya tha and all and THENNNNNNNNNNN....... NAZAR PADI ON THE TABLE FULL OF ARTIFACTS.

anupriya like don’t touch my son’s shit and........

“yeh sab mere hain!!!!!!!!!”

hahahahahahahhahahahaha ishani is truly my absolute favourite character of this show from now on.

“maaaaaaaaaaaa?????? iska matlab aap meri maa hain??????” lol bohut hi bhadddda actingggg.

riddhima agrees with ishani.

kabir narrates exact story mummy did like 5 min back.

he’s giving proof ki i know the collar of this uniform has a K behind it and everyone’s shockedddddddddd ki oh god yet another middle class orphan is gonna make their way here

wow the terrible acting from mummy and beta is just.......... peak today. i can’t take it.

my question is, kabir has come to this house and seen anupriya a million times before, it never clicked for him then????? anupriya looks to be baaaarely in her 40s, she wouldn’t have looked much different when she was younger. why didn’t he recognize her then. SOMEONE USE YOUR BRAIN AND ASK HIM THAT. ISHANI, ARYAN, SOMEONE?!!!?!?!

ok ishani didn’t ask that but she’s like that kid was thrown into a river, i’m pretty sure he’s dead. and kabir doing extra naatak ki yes, i was thrown into the river but a policewaala saved me and raised me and that’s why i’m police now.

ugh itnaaa sasta acting lol.

high time this pinky and the brain team up and take the rest of these fuckers downnnnnnnn.

lmao riddhima is soooooooooooooo angry rn. she didn’t even get this mad when her fucking husband paralysed her. that’s just how much petty hatred male exes deserve. the fact that that their bitch ass is even alive and wasting oxygen on the damn planet is fucking unacceptable.

OMFG MUMMY BETA ARE LEGIT WHISPERING INTO EACH OTHER’S EARS WHILE HUGGING, GIVING SHABAASHI ABOUT THIS BRILLIANT PLAN. IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. SERIOUSLY, YOU COULDN’T WAIT TILL YOU WERE ALONE???????????????????/

“kamaaaaal ki acting, KAMAAAAL KI ACTING!” lmaoooooooooooo honestly, this show would be fucking unwatchable if not for vishal cheesing it up in every other scene and making it so damn hilarious. kabir played by anyone else would never be this likable. his dialogue delivery of these lines is just A+

lmao he’s hamming some more about how he’s been searching for his mom allllll his life and today he’s leaving the city and finally found her.

LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE AROUND THEM HAS A FACE LIKE SOMETHING WITH 8+ LEGS CRAWLED ACROSS THEIR DINNER PLATE. IT’S SO HILARIOUSSSSSSSS.

he’s like mom, come with me, and she’s like “tum yehi ruk jao!” and omfggggggg the reactionsssssssssssss:

“ab yeh bhi yaheen rahega?????” alkjdsalkjdlaskjdlaskj chanchal’s no filter ways really come in handy sometimes.

kabir’s like no no mom will come with me. starts leading her out and dadi is like no anupriya is a part of this family and will not leave. and if you can live here in this house................... riddhima will decide that. lmao this should work out well.

kabir trying to jedi mind trick her.

even ishani is pleading in her mind, please riddhima no kehnaaaaa. aaaaaand....

“haan.” great.

big mood.

lmao booooooo, the amount of shit you get away with just coz you’re so stinkin’ cute. you’re exactly like my asshole cat son. just worming your way into my heart by the power of your adorable faces, you absolute bastardssssssss.

oh of course. she had this conversation with vansh, about if mummy ever found her son, he’d like to welcome him into this family as his brother. sentiment mein aakar haan keh diya. BITCH HE DIDN’T KNOW THAT IT WAS GONNA TURN OUT TO BE YOUR EX WHO WAS HAATH DHOKE BEHIND HIS GODDAMN LIFE. IF HE DID, HE WOULDN’T HAVE THOUGHT TWICE BEFORE PULLING THAT UGLYASS GOLDEN GUN ON HIM AND SHOOTING HIM BETWEEN THE EYES.

this is a sweet scene and all but dude how the fuck am i supposed to overlook the fucking ugly beetlejuice suit. if i never have to see this godforsaken garment ever again, it’d still be too soon.

also jesus, were you a goddamn kid just 10 years ago, COZ HOW ELSE THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE A MINION WATERBOTTLE FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD?!!?!?!?!! OH GOD YOU GUYS, IS VANSH JUST 19 YEARS OLD OR SOME SHIT, AND THE BEARD AND THE VOICE THREW US OFF INTO THINKING HE’S 30?!?!?!?!?!!?! OH MY GOD, I FEEL LIKE A PEDO NOW. 28 IS MY LIMIT ON HOW YOUNG I’LL GO FOR WHEN I LUST AFTER SOMEONE.

anyway i’m fwding this scene so that my mind won’t dwell on these horrible possibilities. and that horrible fucking outfit.

lmao riddhima is like kaash tum yahaan hote, tum bhi yehi karte. snort, okaaaay sis.

“tumhari riddhima hoon main. aur hamesha wohi karoongi, jo agar tum hote toh karte.” ok everybody start monitoring your drinks from now on. pata nahi kab kya mila de yeh madam vansh 2.0.

ishani is, how you say................ LOSING IT.

ahahahahahahahahahaha aryan, who's going to town on the punching bag, is like i already picture him here, hence the vigorous mid-day cardio.

“mera toh mann kar raha hai ki main 2-4 jamaa ke aaoon. kabir ko nahi, uss riddhima ko!!!!!!!!” The Biggest Mood, Ever.

“pehle woh bhai ki tarah sochna toh seekh le?!?!?!?” bhai ki tarah chodo, pehle BAS SOCHNA HI SEEKH LE, WOHI BOHUT HAI.

ishani like i’m sureeeeeeeee kabir found out the story about mom’s missing son and now that vansh isn’t here, wormed his way into the house. PRESENTING TO YOU, THE ONLY ONE WITH A BRAIN IN THIS HOUSEEEEEEEEEEE. THE FACT THAT VANSH SLEPT ON HER AS A FUCKING PILLAR TO THIS HOUSE IS FUCKING RUDE.

“yeh sab kuch hua hai uss stuuuuupid riddhima ki wajah se!” that’s what they should call the show.

ew kabir is in riddhima’s room and getting all touchy and LIKE BACK THE FUCK OFF MAN. SERIOUSLY, YOU GOT WHAT YOU WANTED, NOW GO HANG OUT WITH YOUR MOM ALL DAY LONG, INSTEAD OF ACTING SKEEZY.

yeah riddhima pretty much told him that. threw in some more shit about how she’ll hate him till she dies, coz he’s the reason vansh died.

he doesn’t look happy about that. this fucker still wants herrrrrrr. ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. kabir yaaaaaaaaaaaaar, you can do so much bettterrrrrrrrrrr. get yourself an hot evil shawty with 4+ brain cells dude!

she’s dragging him out. nice.

kabir still talking and she’s like do i literally have to kick your ass out?????? damn girl, there’s the spine i like to see.

askljdaslkjslkdjlaskdjlaskdj he’s like main bhi vansh jaisa hoon, iss ghar ka beta hoon. lmao good you said this in front of riddhima and not ishani, warna ***** phaad ke tumhare haath mein de deti.

riddhima also handing it to him, but verbally. but it’s lameass shit like no you’ll never be like vansh, not in 7 janam. like, ok i get she’s really mad at him for what happened, but i don’t get what’s this sudden hatred of his personality?????? she doesn’t know the whole truth and abhi se itni nafrat??? based on what?????

lmao he muttered “woh toh waqt hi batayega” as he was leaving and she’s like BITCH WHAT YOU SAY?!?!?!?!?!?!

hee hee hee hee. i loveeeeeee when he makes his exasperated faces.

some more sweet talk about how she’ll see his intentions aren’t bad at all, and she’s like justttttttttt gtfo my room man.

"kahin kabir ko yahaan rehne ki permission dekar kuch galat toh nahi kar diya???” LMAO YA THINK?????????????????????/

haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaye. finally. aankhein taras gayi thi.

bro refusing more shady work coz “abhi mere paas chote-mote kaamon ke liye time nahi hai. kuch bada plan kar raha hoon.”

mmmmmmmmmmmm baby what that mouth do??????

“vansh ki body ka toh main antim-sanskaar main kar chuka hoon.” ohohohohohohohoho symbolism samajhhh rahe ho aap loggggg???? new identity, who disssssssss waala scene hai.

“riddhima vansh rai singhania, main aa rahaa hoon.”

oh aaja, aha aaja, aha aaajaa, ah ah aaaaja, ah aa aaaja, aha ha aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

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