ARSHIYAAN~~THE UNTOLD 'ARZIYAAN'

ARZIYAAN SAARI MAIN

CHEHRE PE LIKH KE LAAYA HOON

TUM SE KYA MAANGOON MAIN

TUM KHUD HI SAMJH LO

With these words playing in the background our LOYAL ATHEIST made his “UNTOLD ARZIYAAN” to the almighty...

YES...he did so...ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA, our very own agnostic child who was bereaved of his childhood by some ugly calculations of god was once again standing at his doorsteps...NOW A GROWN UP MAN...

A man of few words ...

A man of shaken beliefs..

A man of deep rooted obnoxiousness...

A man possessing a proud tag of ‘SELF MADE’

A man who firmly asserted his non-belief in the ‘SUPERNATURAL’ called by many names around the world....

THE SAME ‘MAN’....was standing at GOD’S threshold...challenging GOD with his now stoned eyes...daring GOD to correct his wrongdoings... subconsciously asking GOD to provide the things which he HIMSELF couldn’t materialize with his money...

The TRANQUILLITY of mind..

The RIDDANCE from tht ‘SOUND OF DEATH’ which still echoed like an ugly shrill in his ears..

The peace of ‘SMILE’....

The experience of not only spending the life but ‘LIVING IT’....

YES...HE WAS MAKING THE 'UNTOLD ARZIYAAN'...

DARAREEIN DARAREEIN HAIN

MAATHE ME MAULA

MARAMMAT MUQADDAR KI 
KAR DO MAULA

And god, for once being on the guilty side of affairs was in more eagerness them him to amend HIS LIFE...to bring in the much needed change..to show that he was called ‘GOD’ for a reason..

So..well...God looked around and didnt had to sweat much bcoz soon he realized that there was a white angel frolicking around in his own garden...and .......

ARNAV’S DESTINY WAS DECIDED THERE AND THEN...

HIS FATE HAD BEEN TAKEN CARE OF...

HIS SILENT PRAYER HAD BEEN ANSWERED..

HIS ‘UNTOLD ARZIYAAN’ WERE ACKNOWLEDGED,ACCEPTED AND FULFILLED....

God had gifted HIM the much needed ointment for his wounds......

THE REPAIR WORK HAD STARTED ........

SHE was a soothing balm to his battered soul

A tough challenge to his non-agreeable mind

A healing solace to his scruffy heart...

 His ‘REQUIREMENT’ at every possible level

of HEART, MIND AND SOUL....

SHE WAS ONE THING WHICH WAS MISSING IN HIS WELL TRIUMPHANT LIFE..

SHE WAS HIS “EHSAAS”

HIS ACCOMPLISHED ‘ARZI’

and just bcoz u all had that little smile of ‘KNOWING’ on reading the last line...I feel like gifting u ‘ALL’ with today’s award...

The ‘EHSAAS’ award....

AHHHHHHHH........this scene...its ironies..its resemblances..its contradictions, its comparisons...

HATS OFF TO CREATIVES...

WHAT A BEAUTY....

*a sincere well meant CLAP*

ITS EVERY DAMN SECOND IS SYMBOLIC..

ITS EVERY DAMN MOMENT IS ICONIC...

ITS EVERY DAMN MINUTE IS SPELLBOUNDING....

ITS EVERY DAMN EMOTION IS WORTH FEELING..

ITS SO CLASSIC IN ITS APPEAL YET SO SIMPLE IN PORTRAYAL

ITS THE BEST METAPHORICAL REPRESENTATION OF ANY TWO CHARACTERS’

ITS JUST DAMN MAGIC YAAR.........

HERE IT IS....

If I had not named it “THE UNTOLD ARZIYAAN” then the second best option coming to my filmy mind is ...

“WHEN BLACK MEETS WHITE”

Right from the start of the scene...THE CONTRAST BEGINS...

First..THE COLOUR...the medium often used by any artist to convey the spirit of characters he is creating at his canvas..and well if it was not a moving picture then this scene would have easily qualified as the MOST BEAUTIFUL PAINTING....

what creatives had expressed in this scene just through the medium of colours ARSHI are wearing is no less than MONALISA in its grandeur...

*arey u know me na..I LOVE MY SILLY EXAGGERATIONS—wink wink*

HE WAS IN THE COLOUR WHICH ABSORBS ALL OTHERS--’BLACK’

SHE WAS IN THE COLOUR WHICH CHANGES  DESTINY OF EVERY OTHER COLOUR--’WHITE’

But..even ‘BLACK’ colour can’t compete when ‘WHITE’ starts showing its true colours...  *hehehe---the ‘PUN INTENDED‘ MODE*

And isn’t that what happened around here too..As soon as she started entering his life..the black sheets started fading and purity of HER heart melted away all his BLACK daemons...

SHE WAS ALWAYS ‘WHITE’ the colour of purity..the colour of simplicity...the colour of serenity...the colour of grace ...the colour of poise...the colour of dignity....THE COLOUR OF ‘SOUL’.

BUT MOST OFTEN HIS ‘BLACK’ WAS MISJUDGED .....yes his actions were black at the edges..yes his persona was DARK in its appearance...yes he rejoiced in the twisty gloominess of air that surrounded him..BUT HE WAS SOO NOT ‘BLACK’ AT HEART...

WHY WAS HE STANDING AT THE FOOTSTEPS OF A POWER HE DIDNT BELIEVED IN...FOR HIS ‘DI’...why did he covered his head while entering...BCOZ HE CARED...BCOZ HE RESPECTED...he was a family man at heart...BLACK WAS HIS SHIELD.....

I am kindaa repeating my words but feel like adding here that...

“BLACK WAS HIS MODE OF SURVIVAL “

And then who said we didn’t loved him when he was in his “BLACK MODE”.....his raw intensity was ornamented with this facet of his character....THIS WAS WHAT WAS UNIQUE ABUOUT HIM....

HIS DARK APPROACH MADE HIM SOOO LETHALLY SEXY....

HIS RUDE MANNERS ADDED THE NOVELTY...

YES..HE WAS BLACK *FIGURATIVELY * BUT ISNT BLACK THE MOST DESIROUS COLOUR OF THEM ALL......

Well..The scene starts and distinguishing realities emerge.....

HE is in his kind of lavish car..

SHE is in her types’ of basic necessity...

HE is still so unhappy..SHE is still so content...

*a little offside remark..isnt he looking just deliciously yummy in those sunglasses----ahhhhh if HE WAS A LOLLY..I WOULD HAVE LICKED HIM SLOWLY N GENTLY FOR INFINITY...YUMMY..YUMMY.... –G-WINK*

AHEM AHEM.....returning back to the topic...

This is where the magic starts...this is where the ARZIYAAN starts....

THE MOST EXPLICATORY AND COMPARATIVE WALK BEGINS....

SHE adjusts the dupatta in RESPECT of her most adored 3 pm friend *yeahhh..she loved chit chatting with all kindaa of gods ‘24 *7’ with devi maiyya being her most fav*

HE puts on the bandanna in RESPECT of his DI.

SHE walks on with her trademark calm angelic smile..

HE walks on with his trademark gloomy n withdrawn steps..

SHE accepts and performs rituals....

HE ofcourse denies them all...

SHE as usual is playful yet elegant..jumpy yet relaxed....

HE as usual is bored yet compliant...remote yet present...

She plays with her deity...

HE gives his brooding dead look to not only GOD but all his creations moving around...

She being her ever selfless and kind types’...gives qualms to every needy she encounters...

HE too gives them something *arey he was no kanjoos*...gifts them all with a *DO SOMETHING WITH UR LIFE * look...

AND THERE FLOWING BETWEEN THEM WAS ‘ALMIGHTY’ HIMSELF.....BRIDGING THE GAPS....CREATING THE CHAIN...FULFILLING THE ‘UNTOLD ARZIYAAN”....

Can any two characters’ get more representational and illustrative description....

Just close your eyes and replay the ‘WALK’ in ur minds....

THE ENTIRE ARSHI EXPERIENCE WILL REFLECT ITSELF IN THOSE FEW MOMENTS

Ahhhhhhhh....ITS SOOO DAMN STUNNING AN EVENT...WATCH IT INFINTE NO. OF TIMES STILL IT APPEARS FRESH AND RENEWED EACH TIME...

And gals...hold ur breadths now..boz what happens next...has the capability to do that....

JUST LIKE THE CALMLY FLOWING BREEZE...SHE CROSSES HIM AND HER ‘WHITE’ DUPATTA GENTLY SLIDES AGAINST HIM.....

AWWWWWWW...SO EXQUISITE...

Just like in witches movies..when witch moves the wand a bright magical light appears and hero is spellbound...here OUR LOVE WAND DID THE SAME TRICK ...and wasn’t she the most  cutest n fairest witch...

HIS EYES FOLLOWED THE FAIRY AS IF SAYING.....

  

 HAWA TUM..

NASHA TUM..

MERI RAAHTOON KA PATA 
TUM..

MERE AIBOON KO JO DHAK 
DE..

WOH PAAK SI RIDA HO TUM...

I just hum these lines whenever I watch this scene..right now I am feeling why I had to write soo much about this scene...if I had written these lines only..u all would have understood n accepted..kyun hai na??

SHE WAS THE CURATIVE BREEZE WHICH COVERED HIS FLAWS....

SHE WAS GOD’S BLESSINGS FOR HIM..

AND then once again god acted as the bridge..standing on opposite sides of that divine partition..a slight look was exchanged and AHHHHHH.... ‘ASR’ met his inner ARNAV in that moment...

EK KHUSHBOO AATI THI....

(THERE CAME A FRAGRANCE)

MAIN BHATAKTA JAATA THA...

(AND I LOST MY CONTROL)

RESHMI SI MAAYA THI..

(THERE WAS A SILKY VISION)

AUR MAIN TAKTA JAATA THA...

(AND I WAS KEPT STARING AT IT )

SOOO DAMN GORGEOUS...........

And well..she was never less than him in any way whatsoever...if he was making his kind of ARZIYAAN...then how could she lag behind...she made her kind of ARZIYAAN...

“AGAR WOH HUMEIN DOBARA MILA NA..TOH HUM USSE USKI GALTI KI SAZAA ZAROOR DILAYENGE”...

Hehehe...Well whatever maybe be her silly logic for her prayers..at the end of the day...

SHE TOO MADE THE ARZIYAAN...

SHE TOO WISHED FOR ‘HIM’ ONLY...

AND OFCOURSE HER ARZIYAAN WERE ‘UNTOLD’ TOO...

P.S....the lines “hawa tum..nasha tum...”are not my creation...they are from the song “CHUPKE SE AAYE”by Atif Aslam and there is one very beautiful vm made on this song by coldyfriend1...I soo wanted to include tht vm here,,,but ,,,bitchy reality logics ...I hope one day she will become my friend and gift me that vm to include it here.

ARSHIYAAN~~~THE NEW BEGINNINGS

If I was a LOVER,I would say

The most UNWANTED beginning of my love story would be HATE

If I was a READER,I would say

The most  CORNY beginning of book in my hand would be HATE

If I was an AUDIENCE,I would say

The most FORMULA beginning of any love story I watch would be HATE

But being an ARSHIAN ,I would dare say that

The most CORRECT beginning to this love story could have been  HATE

WHO CAN DENY THE ‘LOVE’ WHICH HAS THE BACKING OF HATE ITSELF....

HATING EACH OTHER *or assuming so* WAS THEIR BIGGEST SUPPORT SYSTEM IN THEIR JOURNEY TO ‘LOVE’

You now whats the best quality of Hate ....it detoxifies LOVE.

FOR   EVERRRRRRR.

MAINE ITNI SHIDDAT SE TUJHSE  NAFRAT KI,

KE TERI HAR BURI AADAT SE 

MUJHE PYAAR HO GAYA.

KUCH AISI KASHISH THI UN 

AANKHON KI BERUKHI MAIN,

KI US HIKARAT MAIN BHI MUJHE 

MOHABBAT KA DEEDAR HO GAYA.

*hehehe..I am soon going to write a book titled “ABF’S TORTURE TACTICS” and ofcourse all these tooti phooti shayaris’ of mine would find their unholy place in that book...and I hope all of u who still persist on reading my silly ramblings would spent few pence to buy that book too...itna tho bharosa hai humein aap par..aapki craziness par*

Anyways, there was a tagline to the show

“NAFRAT PAAS AANE NA DE”

“MOHABBAT DOOR JAANE NA DE”

BUT in my opinion, the vice versa suited equally,

“NAFRAT DOOR JAANE NA DE

MOHABBAT PAAS AANE NA DE”

WELL sach main yaar....understand the dark truth behind this logic and get the award for today’s post *seeing the enthusiastic response to JALEBI award, I have decided to give one award in each post of ARSHIYAAN*

AND TODAY’S AWARD IS TITLED

“THE GREAT FUNDA “ AWARD

Bcoz they sooooo sincerely observed the following funda:

“I HATE U LIKE I LOVE U”

Hatred was the glue used by god to keep sticking THEM with each other and the scared feeling of accepting their LOVE was what kept them detaching away from each other.

Anyways,,,as usual I have forgotten the main topic bcoz of my trademark lengthy introduction....which officially ends here.

For those who r still curious as to why this post has been named “THE NEW BEGINNINGS”....let me present a detailed reply *what an excuse to write long lengthy paragraph on arshi.....patting myself*

But first ,ofcourse,,,we need to re watch it...so here it goes...

The scene was itself loudly asserting to be named “THE NEW BEGINNINGS”...bcoz..WOW all major ‘ARSHI’ DISTINGUSIHING NOVELTIES started here only..

First, there was a DORI....Khushi’s most sexy possession

ASR’s urge to untie it... with his own ruthless intensity was as strong as ARNAV’S urge to retie n protect it with equally matching passion *in later stages ofcourse*

THE DAMN DORI WAS GLORIFIED BY IPKKND...

It was a character in itself which played the most unforgettable role in their love story...has it ever happened before that a physical object enjoys its own short story in the grand dynamics of events and that too in our Indian tellyworld where even the living n breathing people are used as mere puppets only ...

It was untied..it was protected..it was touched with the silkiest sexy caresses...it was remembered in the darkest of times...it was cherished in the most beautiful moments...it was gifted..it was glared ...it was retied as a symbol of possession and then one purple night,,, it was untied ,,,BY HIM ONLY..FOR HIM ONLY..*ahem ahem*

Ofcourse it goes against my feminist sensibilities...but I am in love with the moment when he grabs her with his animalistic ruthlessness and breaks the thin delicate dori...I have watched it umpteenth no. of times but I still get the goosebumps  .....and each time I watch it, I soo much want to be in her place.....I SOO MUCH WANT TO BE GRABBED BY HIM..I SOO MUCH WANT TO BE GAZED DOWN BY THOSE KILLER EYES ....AND FINALLY I DOOOO WANT MY DORI TO BE SNAPPED TOO...BY HIM OFCOURSE..*g-wink*

Ok ok..returning back from my ‘mills n boon’ track...dont u all agree that the way those beads fell on the ground creating that rumbling music was the best cinematic expression of his feelings...as if he was trying to emphasize to her to stop affecting him with her fear filled eyes and innocence filled body movements otherwise he would shred her down to pieces just like he did with the DORI....

Well enough of THE DORI SAGA for one post.....the second NEW BEGINNING was the ‘ARSHI WALK’

HE STEPPED FORWARD...

SHE STEPPED BACKWARD..

TILL THERE CAME THE WALL...

I could never decide ON WHOSE SIDE WAS THE DAMN WALL???? *finger on my temple*

Sometimes it seems to be favouring HER and sometimes HIM...

BUT MOST OF THE TIMES IT FAVOURED ‘US’

And in this particular scene,, in my opinion..it favoured HIM..PREVENTING KHUSHI FROM SHYING AWAY FROM HIS BARBED WORDS...

“AUR TUM YAHAN DAHEJ KE PAISE BANANE AAYI HO....”

“TUM JAISI LADKIYON KA KYA HAI,EK JAAYEGA DOOSRA PHANSA LENA...”

Ohhhhh man ....he was a NEW,UNIQUE AND NOVEL EXPERIENCE AFTER YEARS OF WATCHING GOODY GOODY SUGAR COATED AND SANSKAAR PRONE HEROES’...

The way he snidely remarked 

“THO TOOT JAANE DO SHAADI....” 

The words had that silencing appeal to it as if saying in bachchan style 

“KEH DIYA NA .....THO BUS KEH DIYA”

Ofcourse, their eyes had locked when she had fallen into his arms..but their first EYE TALK was stamped and duty-marked HERE only..

Yes, it was the beginning of their EYE TALKS too...

He snapped the DORI..She pulled the ribbon...

Her hair spread on her almost bare back AND WHOOOPSSS...his instant heated gaze shifted from her face to the dori-holding part of HER body....

OMG OMG...EUREKA AGAIN GUYS....WASNT THIS THE BEGINNING FOR GUTTER TOO??? *G-WINK MULTIPLIED MANIFOLD*

She turned and for first time since her ASR ORDEAL began..she dared to look into the eyes she was trying to avoid till now...and in that 1/1000^th part of a nanosecond they made their first EYE TALK...

She asked :HOW DARE U??

And He replied : HOW DARE U ASK ME ANYTHING??

She may have chosen the moment to make her EXIT..but needful had been done...MR. ASR had found his match...

And if we r on the topic of MATCHMAKING....then who could forget that one object which played the role of CUPID’S ARROW in their love story..

THEIR LOVE WAND....THE EVER STUCKING DUPATTA..

It was the most intelligent OBJECT of IPKKND *yaa it seemed to have some kind of silky brain* It always knew where to stuck..where to flow..where to fly..and where to fall....

AND IT TOO HAD ITS HUMBLE BEGINNING HERE ONLY..

The journey may have been started with IT lying crumpled beneath his feet....but still it served its purpose of adding the intensity to their story by its first interference in their life...

And then,,,,,it was the day MR. HIGH N MIGHTY ‘ASR’ started another NEW BEGINNING...

THE ‘AAUKAT CHRONICLES'

Who knew “GALTI NEEDED AN ‘AAUKAT’ TOO”...man... he was rude...

Who could have guessed at that juncture that the damn demeaning word was going to be used by our meanie boy soooo frequently as his “AVENGE” TOOL..  

 YES, it served this purpose only...

He used it not only when he wanted to impress his supremacy over her but also when he was frustrated with her for being soo pure and innocent...the word served DUAL purpose..it not only humiliated khushi..it also helped the egoistic ASR to shut up the ARNAV rising within him...

For those who r getting the impression that this is yet another post abt favouring HER and degrading HIM...let me make it very clear that I am in love with ASR MORE THAN THE ‘ARNAV’ he became..

I am in love with his ASR music....I am in love with his SCROCHING EYES...I  am in love with his RAW SEX APPEAL.....I am in love with his ‘AAUKAT DEFINING’ dialogues...

ALL MY FLAG RAISING SLOGANS OF WOMEN LIBERATION TAKE A BACKSEAT WHEN I WATCH  “MR. ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA” IN HIS FULL GLORY...

The way he dropped her from his arms and pushed her to  fall on the ramp with sheer disgust...

The way he made that two –finger gesture for her to be brought as if he was the AKBAR and she the lowly QANEEZ...

The way he snapped that dori...

The way he manhandled her...

The way he pushed her around...

The way he humiliated her...

Ofcourse...those were not the proud moments of my ASR PREM but THEN I NEED TO ADMIT THT I DIDNT EVEN DISLIKED THEM THT MUCH .....even his barbarism had a NAMAK to it...making me go weak at my knees...

Ok..ok...Coming back from my ‘I LOVE ASR’ trip and hiding myself from the ASR STYLE glares of all khushi loving gals....lemme just yell as a saving grace...’’’’’BRAVO’’’’...’’’’’’BRAVO’’’’’

She was shaking like a leaf..she was embarrassed like hell..she was disturbed...she  was confused..and she was in a hurry...yet she faced him...yelled back in her squeaky voice ...defended the dignity of herself n her family...answered his ‘rapid question round’ with matching frustration...had the guts to call his unkind  remarks as ‘BAKWAAS’ .....she bravely did it all...

but then she made an unknowing mistake OOPSSS......an error of judgement...or the most natural human tendency of COMPARING WHEN LOSING THE VERBAL SPAT...  or whatever u may call it.....

SHE MADE A CONTRASTING REMARK ON HIS ‘DI’...AND AHHHHH....the hell broke loose...

Have u guys noticed...he may have been verbal but he was still maintaining the physical distance till now but then he couldn’t control his blazing self to give her the JAWAB she demanded....

ofcourse HE deserved ALL GAALIS’ OF THE WORLD IN THT MOMENT BUT DID ANJALI DESERVED THE REMARK....NAHHHHHHHHH

AND AS FOR THAT MATTER NIETHER DID PAYAL..*uff I am confused now*

I know I am opening a Pandora box of discussions..hoots n boOOOos...by writing above lines..but maybe thats my sole intention to do sooo...*naughty wink*...maybe I am acting all EVIL to wake up the writer within u all..forcing u to disagree with me n comment back ur barbed answers*sly smile*

AND BTW...I ADMIT FOR HAVE BEEN BIASED TOWARDS HIM THRU THE ENTIRE POST *kya karoon..I feel the scene belonged more to HIM then HER *.....

BUT EVEN KHUSHI STARTED ONE ‘NEW BEGINNING’ TOO..

Yaa she did...it was SHE who started the ‘BADTAMEEZI’ chit chat...which was often rightly N sarcastically  replied back as “IT HAS JUST STARTED....” and most of the times he kept his promise too by becoming more badtameez with each passing day...

More of his badtammezis’ in the posts to come..as 

ARSHIYAAN IS HERE TO STAY people...

P.S....Phew.....phewwwwww....PHEWWWWWWWWWW...tell me seriously dooston..do u think I shud get myself checked on the ARSHI-METER ...the measuring scale once mentioned by my now GAAYAB frnd GAUURRYYY.... bcoz if I can write that much abt this scene *WITH STILL A LOT OF THOUGHTS LEFT FOR FUTURE POSTS*..then what will happen when I will reach 197....*seriously introspecting for a change*

DO COMMENT PEOPLE...AND ANSWER ALL QUERIES TOO..till I return back with yet another ICONIC SCENE  *which one is not????*

**btw the last line was written in my MTV VJ mode with lots of unwanted hand movements and fully faltoo sniggering--HEHEHE**