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IPKKND/Teri Meri-12th Anniversary

PART 1 [ Read Here]

❤️Dance of Souls 💞

A pure Passion, which was flowing with wings on the screen. The love and the passion is taking new shape here. The passion started the day when she fell in his arms, and his heart felt the beat the very first time.

“A woman in love respects and raises her man. She is his constant source of support. She matches his heart and passions with her own. She sees the very best in him, even when he does not. She is his foundation; what he returns home to.”― Elizabeth Bourgeret

 ASR was in a closed room, a bit dark, with a streak of light like a hope to see her again...and he stood in the light and in a white attire. Unlike all the time, with his button-up shirts and vests, he has his buttons open and loose shirt... She was on the poolside, immersed in his thoughts, under the stars. The ones were their guiding light tonight. Her beliefs were raising his hopes to be with her at all costs.

Physical attraction can only maintain a relationship for so long.  ASR scanned the stars for thoughts, but like how the moon and earth are in an eternal dance with each other, there must be another force holding them together, something not visible to our eyes. Likewise, two individuals must be mentally and emotionally attracted and equally understanding each other for their gravity to hold them together. Their love and their relationship had crossed another level.

Her image mirrored in his eyes, in his heart and brain. Embracing that image, he found her right before him like an angel. Tightly holding their breath, two swaying silhouettes kept walking towards each other in secret, shielded by night, soothing unquenched thirst for one another. Their throbbing hearts,

finding peace in fervour.

He came from the dark to the light and then faced her while she didn't lose eye contact without moving...an acceptance of Love from his side with purity within from both sides. She will never move from her protective and lovable side for her man, just like him, as he encircled her before grabbing her by her waist to pull her closer and digging his face into the curve of her neck to dominate his love and trust. He was missing her badly. She surrendered to him with closed eyes by putting aside all her worries, burdens, and fears by clasping his hands with hers to show her trust and complete faith in him. 

They were both willing to submit their souls, putting aside inhibitions, misunderstandings, fears, confusions, and barriers. She turned around and showed her complete trust by looking into his intense eyes, so close to his heart, by caressing his face with her hand, and the moment he touched her face, she lowered her eyes and hand and turned to walk away and then paused. All she could see was his pain and yearning for her in his eyes. 

She knew he wanted her, but he wouldn't be able to say that ...She knew he had called her many times during this abduction. She had heard his pleas; she knew what his heart wanted all along. Tonight, he answered her desperate need as well.

“I Can’t Live Without You.” expresses the whole meaning of true love. It is a beautiful and powerful emotion words can never express, nor can the mind comprehend its connection within two souls.”― Ellen J. Barrier

Their love was like the relationship between the sun, moon, and the earth. They revolved around each other. They were yin and yang. Night and day. Feminine and masculine counterparts. And they loved each other dearly. This woman changed him completely; he loved her; he wanted her so badly he couldn't taste the fear of losing her every second. He desired to take this fire and tried to keep it inside him. He would never be letting it go. 

They both followed their hearts, and the pull made them move towards each other. She permanently surrendered to his protective and possessive side. Feeling safe and at home in his embrace, he melted under his touch as he held her face with both hands. With an open heart, she submitted to his love, but the next moment, she lowered her eyes to hide her pain. Suddenly she disappeared from his hands like someone snatched her away from him...

"Kyuon Khuda tun ne mujhe aisa Khawab dikhaya jab haqiat main ussey todna tha..."

"Ek dooje se huwe juda jab ek dooje keh liye bane"

He turned briskly, lost in his search, but she ran back to him and hugged him, clinging to him without leaving any air in between. Clasping him tightly, she reassured his presence within her, and he didn't remove her either. 

He leaned towards her and listened to every beat her heart made for him. Holding her hand with his, not letting her disappear again, he turned towards her, and she hugged him. She had been screaming for his touch, his love, all this time, and he had given into his own longing for her. 

“I felt his pain as my own, and I wanted to touch him, feel him, reach inside his fractured heart and pull out all of the love he buried inside. I wanted to kiss every inch of his skin. I wanted to feel his brokenness against mine, like if we held each other hard enough, something within us would finally heal.”

― Jacqueline Simon Gunn

“Erupting like fiery autumn leaves between silks as skin meets skin, flames that lick everything and consume all there is.” ― Sreesha Divakaran,

He didn't let his grip on her lose, or she even let him do so as she pulled his hand to embrace her. She embraced him, encircling him with all of his strength and love with both hands. He was embracing her, hugging her, soothing her with both hands while his one hand was on her head.

His assurance, 

His Love, 

His support 

His dark eyes and wicked ways had her hooked, and without him now, she wouldn't live or he could survive. They were addicted to each other. He has worked his way into her blood, and now they are here. There was no going back.

A woman who thought she was ordinary learned she was not when she found his love across miles tonight.

When she thought he was his beginning, he discovered she was his end. 

Like the night mist twining itself about the hills and hollows of the land, he enfolded her within him, his touch and warmth circled her in, pressing himself more to her, holding her from her bare waist. 

She was his, now and forever, no matter what was waiting next. No matter how much others might try to drive them apart or discourage their union, no matter how much they might grow to hate them, seeing these intense feelings between them. But right now, he was stirring in her. No matter what he had done…

This man, this demon, this Shaitan… he was her prince.

His eyes screamed to tell her he always swam against the grain. The ruling mind who influenced the heart always controlled what he did, how he did it, and when. But lately, he had made his own choices that he disliked. His mind and doubts pressured him, forcing him to keep her away from him. But tonight, he wanted to confess that all he wanted was her...

I need you because I love you...

But she walks away again, sadness covering her leaving him there.

"Khushi..."

When he realised she was no longer closer, he called her name intensely.

And, she heard him miles away.. ... 

"His Light was within Him" now...he didn't have to look for her any more. He had this belief. His angel resided in him now...as when he called her name, her reflection was in the pool water before she turned around over his call ... He could feel her, she could feel him, and they both could communicate from miles away.

Arnav assuredly, with his full belief, called out to Khushi..." Khushi tum sun sakti ho mujhe, (he was still looking for confirmation... the logic) and...

 Khushi's answer was the answer to his unheard prayers...

" Hamesha" ...( Always)

She confirmed as well

"Kya aap sun sakte hain humari Dhadkan"

Without any hesitation, he confessed.

Haan!

" Hamesha" ...( Always)

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From one guest house to another(guesthouse or farmhouse, I don't know any difference) so many things happened. I don't know if those were same guest houses or not. May be different because the first guest house had collapsed, though the raizadas could have built another in the same place or had multiple guest houses.But the condition of the first guest house was same as their relationship of that time. shaky.

But the second guest house's condition was rock solid. And it's floor,especially the floor was strong enough to do something that could break a bed (😋😋😜😜they had a reputation of 'bistar-tor' couple.so the floor is for them)

But whether the condition of first and second guest house changed or not, something didn't changed.

Arnav: how do you know, this is real love?

khushi: because a single tear from my eyes hurts your heart thousand times more.

Arnav: every time.

That night firstly he risked her life, then risked his life to save hers and this time he made her his lifeline. he told her to never leave him because he could't be able to live without her. By saying that he surrendered himself completely to her, body,mind and soul.

That night she cried and he wiped her tears with his fingertips. This time he cried, overwhelmed with love and she kissed away his tears with a promise to always be with him till death do them apart. she drank his pain like her life was dependent on it.

That night she pushed him hard with anger and despair. but this time she pulled him close,close enough to not leave a space for even air to pass.close enough to feel his heartbeats as if it is beating in her chest.close enough to look like as if she is a part of him, an inseparable one.

That night he broke her bangles and as a result cut her wrist.He made her bleed.On the contrary,this time he lovingly with utmost care took off her bangles to remove any obstacles in his way to love her, to kiss every single inch of her as a silent act of erasing all the pain he ever caused her. However this time he would hurt her again and she would bleed too. But no one would be regretting anything.

And thus from one guest house to another we watched a beautiful love story unfold.

My scattered thoughts (3/?)

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#ipkknd #khushi kumari gupta #arnav singh raizada #iss pyaar ko kya naam doon #arshi #my scattered thoughts

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

Hello there, you make the IPKKND universe such a nice place with your immense dedication and sincereity. Thank you for this place to communicate and expand our love for this beautiful show. I hope you are doing well. My question is in the Payal- Akash sangeet if Kushi had infact lost, what do you think Arnav would have made her do? Also i feel like Kushi could have asked Arnav a more tricky question or got him to do something a bit bigger? As it was quite obvious he got her the bangles na.

Hello hello,

AWWW thank you so much love <3 Geez you all are really lovely to me :') Hope you've been doing well too.

If Khushi had lost, there's a high chance Arnav would've asked something romantic out of her. He clearly started developing those emotions and was getting sure that he wanted to essentially date her or be with her. He just did not have the moment, opportunity, courage or confidence.

Also... did Khushi win? She won because of Arnav so technically nobody won. And, Arnav, to be honest, would find no happiness if Khushi was actually miserable over losing.

He would just mumble the competition didn't matter - and again win Khushi's heart by giving up the competition for her. He always would. Her smile and twinkle is what makes his day. He wants to passionately engage with her as much as possible - be it through a challenge too.

You see, Khushi does not need to know that Arnav bought bangles for her. He has constantly done things for her that she needs. He's paid off her father's hospital bills, he's wordlessly helped Akash and Payal get together, he's ensured her family is respected and has stood up in front of Mami multiple times.

He's been there in the hospital when she needed someone.

So Khushi isn't really asking if Arnav bought the bangles.

She needs to know if he can accept that he's been doing this for her. If he can accept that he bought the bangles for her.

There's no going back. She knew he had her anklet, but he dismissed it. She knew they were about to kiss, but he dismissed it. She knew he bought her bangles, what if he dismissed it?

It cannot be another 'farak nahi padta'.

So when Arnav accepts he bought bangles, it's also an acceptance of multiple other feels. And he's confident enough to accept it. She just needs to ask.

And that's why her next question is - why.

Now that Khushi has received acceptance, she's looking for a confession.

Best,

JWB

#ask #anon #ipkknd

[msbhagirathi]

A Note On Some Things From Episode 2

1. Expressions :

I don't have words to describe the magic, that these two bunch of talents (Mr. BS & Mrs. SI), have casted on us through their soulful portrayal of Arnav and Khushi.

They have often bragged about being able to do the scenes easily without any visible discomfort because of their heartfelt friendship. But, let's also not forget the professionalism that they showed while performing the initial scenes. Because friendship between all the star cast came later on, as they kept shooting.

There were the initial scenes, for example the first scene of Arnav with his Di, on the stage or the dori scenes with Khushi, were the first, the very first of Barun's scene with Dalljeet and Sanaya. In an interview, it was mentioned that he was a very shy person at first. But, still he didn't let the awkwardness of not knowing them properly, affect his scenes with them. (I know that's the job of an actor but still it is indeed difficult to maintain it.) I am sure, the same must have happened with everyone else as well, and Kudos to the whole team for maintaining the work ethics. Such level of professionalism! Wow!

The scene, where, on hearing Di's voice, on the stage, Arnav turns back and smiles at his Di. That's so natural. Like, you can see that he is surprised to see her there, but also kind of 'I knew it!'.

Hehehe. Lol. I didn't do much mehnat in to this, this time. Hope you don't mind. :')

Yeah, so my point is just look at his (positively)delicious face look at the smooth change of expressions. The transition from being irritated to surprised to some more surprised to something akin to 'I knew, it would be you!'

And how did I forget to mention our beloved 'Dolly' here [ ;)] yeah, Anjali Di's inviting and warm smile, made us feel like "I wish I had an elder sister like her."

And the brilliance and brutality of Arnav, in the dori scene, with Khushi, being all scared, nervous and trying to convince the people around her that she is innocent. I don't know 'bout you but I definitely felt so desperate to go inside the screen and yell at those assholes (Arnav included.) to stop harassing her. And, I remember I was so so so so like so shocked so horrified, so much so that my heart started beating faster.

So.

Hmm.

Am I evil enough to give you a snippet of this scene?

Absolutely, not.

No.

NO.

NEVER.

DO YOU THINK I AM THAT EVIL!?!?

Okay, coming to this scene. This is just one of the many scenes where Sanaya literally gave out her soul. The Infamous Dori Scene.

The horror, the panic, the trembling lips and the realization that her back is exposed and that she has to cover it. Although, Arnav wasn't looking at there but when she slapped away her hair (can't find any other term coz week inglis.) he definitely looked at her long, black, straight -kind of - beautiful hair (or rather hair extension. Lol. I am kidding, ok? Sanaya's hair is indeed beautiful.)

The turning back and taking a look at his face to gauge his reaction, the tears and the way she flees away, everything is just- *chef's kiss*

2. Arnav's 'Triggered' Moment

When I was watching this, I wondered what did actually happen here?

Do you ever have this moment when you feel you are SO angry that your body starts shaking with rage? You can feel your body getting all worked up, heat simmering up to your ears and you almost see red?

You are so angry that you are not even thinking anything, you just do whatever comes to your mind, without giving it a second thought. You speak without thinking, the extent to which your words might hurt someone. Although, it may last a few seconds but is powerful enough to engulf you wholly.

And what happens when you calm down? You almost feel as if your body has gone limp, after all that rage. Your hands and legs feel weak and wobbly. Your stomach feels like someone churned it, with one hard smack. You come back to yourself. You return back to where you were, before you'd got triggered like that. And how often does this happen to you? Very rare. Depends on the situation as well.

But, guess what, this type of anger comes to Arnav, as naturally as breathing. Sad. But, true. I am not justifying what he did to Khushi, here, I am just giving an insight as to how he feels every time someone, more or less accidently, reminds him of his trauma.

This is, exactly what happens, with Arnav, each time, he is 'triggered'.

And that is why he needs serious therapy. Mental and emotional healing. Being with the right person still might not guarantee one's healing. A trauma, as deep as his, needs serious treatment.

He doesn't like to go back to his past. It makes him feel weak and vulnerable. Although it's very natural to feel so. But, he CANNOT--WILL NOT let himself, be in that type of a situation ever again, where he does not have the upper hand.

And, hence, whenever someone or Khushi (mostly Khushi, I think.) unknowingly triggers him, he has the worst reaction to it. He gets so livid, where he feels the need to 'punish' that person. He feels the need to make that person realize what a grave mistake they have committed, albeit unintentionally.

So, maybe when he sees her tear-stricken face, he jolts out of that state and thinks out of all the kind of reactions that he knew, he hadn't expected it to be this.

And so, he is -kind of- shocked, that maybe, this girl is not, whom he had thought her to be.

Therefore, he let's it pass, to be what it was, a mistake.

3. Marriage, Dowry and The Society

In today's world, getting married is just another grand event and not something directly related to one's 'honor'. ( I feel like I am writing an essay for some school's essay writing competition. Lol.)

But, back then, this was not the case. A broken marriage or even getting divorced used to be look down upon, like some kind of disgrace or 'curse' for that family and their 'honor'. And accepting dowry was just as normal as accepting gifts from someone (anyone).

The sheer audacity of the boy's family for asking it after imposing most of the financial burden on the girl's family. As if, they are doing some kind of favor to them by getting their SON married to their daughter. You see what I did there?

That's the thing. The inequality. It SO gets on my nerves, every time I think about the inequality, the patriarchy. The superiority complex & the inferiority complex. The misogyny. The chauvinism. UGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Ok so, that is it, then. I will add if I find something else. Bye, then. Have a great day/night ahead. God bless you.

Next!

#arnav and khushi #arnav singh raizada #ipkknd #khushi kumari gupta #arshi #iss pyaar ko kya naam doon #finally done #i had to re write this :( #the whole thing #tumblr was drunk and did not save the draft #i had to write the major part again #dont worry i had taken the screen shots of the whole thing before closing it #bitwa's shaatir dimag ideaz are getting teleported to my dimag i think ;) #thank god #may i also be able to go to harvard #not haridwar #harvard okay #not for mba #but for something else #ok bye

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▪︎ IPKKND Ep 175 : Kissing him back (part2)

No, her kissing him was not an accident or a mistake ! She obviously knew where he was standing, there is no way she didn't notice.

Khushi lingers on his arms when she or they fall sometimes, pretending to struggle to free herself, she never miss a chance to touch him too when she can be not that obvious ... She is a smart giiirl hehe and "not that innocent"!

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The pull is also very intense for her, it's not just Arnav who lose control over it, she does too and sometimes she lets herself lose control because she wants to dwell in that pull. And here, I think she definitely was pretending she kissed him by accident !

I think she couldn't control her desire to make amends to him, she was so happy and pride of how he wanted to protect her (and her modesty). She used the kiss challenge excuse to grab this occasion to show him how grateful she is.

Arnav was so suprised that she could kiss him "in public", in front of his family, once again, she just impressed him. She is more than what you see or think she is, she is so much more ! He definitely understood

her action may have a double meaning, it might not be an accident, and precisely is what makes him even more suprised !!

I love their reactions haha look at grandma and Anjali hahahaha !!

Notice Khushi's reaction when she's alone. This is not the reaction of someone who just did something they didn't want to by accident ! This is the same reaction, the same adrenaline rush she had when she braved herself to put Arnav in his place the 2nd time she ever saw him (ep4) !!

It's her reaction after she braved herself to do something this intimate in front of everyone, and her trying to win over the overwhelming stress she feels to have let him see how much she wants their relationship to progress too.

"What would he think? I just … kissed him and in front of everyone. I couldn't stop myself … But he won't be able to brag since I can use the excuse of the bet ! I can leave for now."

But Arnav comes right at this moment, and makes sure she stays, that he tries to make her admit she did it on purpose.

"-What did you do now" Arnav whispers to her ear, betraying his endaring and intense expectation. -"I was completing my bet!" Obviously she's lying lol. She won't give him the opportunity to ask her to confess first.

"-You did it only for the bet?" He's disappointed. "-What else for?" She's telling him that she won't do it, she won't confess first, it has to be him! "-Are you alright? Your cheeks are red" "Khushi, you can stop the lies. I know you want me too. I want you so bad, can we hurry up now, it's becoming a t-rture to wait any longer to touch you, to kiss you, to …" 👀🥵

I hated how the editing was f-cked up during such an important scene UUUUUUUUGHHH WHYYYYY ! I would have liked the professionalism of the production to be equal to the very meticulous work behind the writing !!

How could they not give us proper close up scenes of Arnav's reaction instead of using the close up of another scene?! And it's not the first time they were doing this ... 🙄😩

#ipkknd #ipkkndep175 #arshi #arnav and khushi

[honeybellexox]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GORGEOUS!

May favorite ipkknd moment is when Arnav teases Khushi with a “Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada ko sharmana bhi aata hai?” and it leads to a flustered Khushi who, shyly, continues to gaze at him while he checks her out and is amused at his adorable wife.

It’s so domestic and sweet that my heart flutters EVERYTIME 💗

Thank you soooo much my love!😭❤️

And omg yasssss! This scene was perfection!

So sensual, flirty but tender! I’m super obsessed with their eyes here! *chef’s kiss!*

[myloveforstuff]

IPKKND Color Analysis: Arnav's outfits [Payash Wedding Track]

If you'd like to read my analysis of Khushi's outfits during this track, click here!

Note: Since the colors Khushi's wears are vivid and varied, they explicitly reflect her state of being and the emotional graph of their relationship. On the other hand, the colors that Arnav wears are often limited and minimal, and so the symbolism of his color palette is multi-dimensional and each individual color serves several purposes. Every color he wears takes a different meaning depending on his emotional state and the context of the situation, as I will attempt to analyze here. These are just my personal observations based on research - I'd love to know what you think!

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The Sangeet Ceremony

Showing up on stage to dance with her, Khushi's knight in shining armor is dressed in all black - a black shirt with his sleeves rolled up, paired with a black waistcoat and black pants.

"As a color of mystique, black conjures elegance, sophistication, and sexual prowess."

He is walking (or should I say dancing) seduction to Khushi, and he knows it. He confidently touches her, displays his haq over her, intimately moves in sync with her because he is aware that she feels for him what he does for her. There is love, but in this moment it is overpowered by the undeniable attraction between them. This is evident not just by the dance that they share, but also by her dhak dhaks and his flirtatious remarks and actions post the performance, both of which fluster Khushi while adding fuel to the burning lust she feels for this man she has fallen for.

Arnav keeps the collar of his black shirt open: while a closed collar may convey formality and reserve, an open collar and exposure of the neck is perceived as being relaxed and vulnerable. It may also indicate flirtation or seduction, as the neck is seen as a sensitive and erogenous part of the body. Arnav has no guards up here; there is no pretense. He bares his emotional and physical feelings for her, urging her to do the same.

Adding to that, he's got his sleeves rolled up. "Women usually perceive this body language as masculine and sexy since it puts the forearms on display." I mean, need I say more? ;)

Dressed in all black, Arnav mystifies, seduces, hypnotizes and possesses his lady love.

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The Mehendi Ceremony

On the day of the Mehendi, Arnav wears a white shirt with an open collar and rolled up sleeves, paired with a black waistcoat and black pants.

While black oozes seduction and confidence, white symbolizes new beginnings, just as a blank canvas. Nothing is the same after the dance they have shared the night before. This is new territory: the misunderstandings of the past are forgiven, stolen glances are replaced with lingering gazes, and there is hope, of a new beginning. Once again, his collar is open to expose much of his chest, representing his vulnerability and lack of reserve.

"Black traps space, while white opens space. Black evokes sophistication; white communicates innocence. It’s clear: black and white are opposites."

The black waistcoat paired with the white shirt functions as a beautiful dichotomy. As opposites, sensuous black and innocent white work well together to mirror the dynamic swirl of emotions Arnav is feeling for Khushi. He is flirtatious, but it is laced with purity. He pulls her closer by her dupatta and plants a searing kiss on her cheek, but he is also touched when she is anxious about his absence, and pleased when he sees his initials on her mehendi. While the sangeet was all about attraction, here there is more. The feelings are new and represent blooming, innocent love.

Dressed in black and white, Arnav is both a playful flirt and a charming lover.

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Payash’s Havan

During Payal and Akash's havan ceremony, Arnav is dressed in a navy shirt without a collar (this time it’s a fancy version of a v-neck!), paired with a steel grey waistcoat and grey pants.

"Navy blue is just as easily reminiscent of the deep, blue ocean."

The blue that Arnav wears represents the blue ocean that his name represents, as he watches the ambulance drive away with the belief that his Khushi is inside. He is struck by disbelief, reduced to an almost childlike state of panic with the fear of loss. The child in him is still in grief from his parents' death, in particular his mother’s - so when he believes he’s lost the woman he loves, the ocean that so effortfully tries to stay unaffected rages into a devastated storm.

"Do you even know what I'm going through? Do you know how worried I was? I thought I lost you. What if you were in that ambulance? What if I lost you?"

When Khushi asks him why it matters, why he cares, he is unable to voice his feelings and acknowledge the reason. "It’s neither one thing nor the other–as in "grey area." The grey of his waistcoat and pants mirror the grey area that their relationship is in - without a name. On one hand he buys her bangles, yet on the other, he refuses to confess why he does so.

Unlike in the past, this time Arnav wears a shirt that is more of a v neck. While an open collar indicates openness and vulnerability, the complete lack of a collar presents him in his utmost vulnerable state as he falls deeper in love, which leads to the self realization of his feelings later that night.

Dressed in navy blue and grey, Arnav grapples with the potential trauma/past trigger of loss, and struggles to define and utter his feelings.

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Morning/Afternoon of the Wedding Day

Arnav wears a white shirt with the collar buttoned, along with a black waistcoat, tie, and suit.

At this point, Arnav has admitted and accepted his feelings regarding Khushi to himself. On this day, he makes the monumental decision of confessing his feelings to the woman he loves, which is why it's no wonder that he is seen wearing a three piece suit for the significant occasion. Formal wear elicits feelings of power, control and confidence. He is a man on a mission, and he sure looks the part.

"The suit and tie indicate alpha male power traits, which adds to the appeal."

Arnav has switched from the relaxed, open collar shirts we have previously seen to a closed collar paired with a tie, mirroring his state of mind accordingly. If he was lazily exploring his relationship with Khushi previously, at present he possesses resolve. He has clarity. He wishes to name this relationship, and he means business as he makes up his mind to confess.

White represents new beginnings, a blank slate on which Arnav and Khushi can dream of a future together as they move past the misunderstandings and pains of the past. Black represents self confidence and taking control, both reflected in his decision to voice his emotions, which he is now fully resolute about.

Dressed in formal wear of black and white, Arnav decides to come forward with his feelings for Khushi with confidence and hope for the future.

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Evening of the Wedding Day

Arnav is seen in the same outfit as the morning/afternoon of the wedding day.

Arnav opens the terrace door and witnesses Shyam hugging the woman he loves, listens to her telling his brother in law to leave his sister. Earlier, I mentioned how white symbolizes new beginnings. This is truly a new beginning, but a catastrophic one: the beginning of the end. This time, every last hope for the future is erased, and his image of Khushi is shattered. White symbolizes a blank slate once again.

"White is often used to depict purity and the redemption of sin."

Arnav becomes the catalyst for redemption, but not for sins of his own, but for Shyam's. He's desperate to correct calamities. He's desperate to avoid history being repeated. He has watched his parents crumble and die due to infidelity; he cannot let it happen once again to his Di.

The color black, again, reflects taking control. Arnav, although distraught and shaken, takes control of the situation in ways he sees fit. He confronts Shyam, decides to reveal the truth to Anjali (albeit couldn't), and eventually, decides to coerce Khushi into marrying him. All of these decisions are made in an attempt to take control.

The same closed collar that represented drive and intention now symbolizes constraint and suffocation after seeing the woman he loves in the arms of his sister's husband. His tie in particular represents his suffocation. When Arnav reaches his room after witnessing Shyam and Khushi on the terrace, he yanks off his tie and blazer and flings them away in an attempt to release his overbearing emotions.

With the physical representations of his suffocation thrown away in an act of anguish, the now open collar conveys just how emotionally vulnerable and helpless he feels.

Dressed in black and white, this time the colors represent Arnav taking control to amend sin.

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Night of the Wedding

On the night of the wedding, Arnav is seen wearing a black shirt with a buttoned collar, a midnight blue tie, a midnight blue waistcoat, and a black suit.

At this time, Arnav has already taken the time to momentarily grieve and process what he had witnessed on the terrace. Not only has he just found out that his brother in law is a vile traitor and the woman he loves is (in his eyes) a lying cheat, he has just come to terms with the monumental news that his sister is carrying her traitor's child. He has now come to the decision on how he will play the cards he's been dealt, in the way he sees fit. According to color psychology, blue is associated with trustworthiness and reliability. For the sake of protecting his sister, he manipulates Khushi to marry him, regardless of how much it pains him to do so because to him, everything is justified in order to be his Di's protector.

"Midnight blue also conveys confidence, power and authority, while its deep hue can also come across as dark and mysterious."

By forcing her to marry him, Arnav abuses his power over Khushi as he intimidates her with breaking her sister's marriage if she doesn't comply. The mysteriousness of midnight blue is reflected through the mystery behind his actions in Khushi's eyes. Why is he doing this? What has changed? The Rajkumar has morphed into the Raakshas.

Although he wears a midnight blue waistcoat and tie, they almost look black in certain lighting, which makes it seem as though he is dressed in all black. Arnav wore all black during the sangeet as well - though at that point - it represented the seductive and mystifying side of the color. Now, the symbolism is drastically different, showing the dark and gritty side.

"Black hides vulnerabilities: It conceals weaknesses, such as weight, feelings, and emotions." Arnav does not, cannot have any place in his heart for vulnerabilities as he stands by duty. His two weaknesses, his Di and Khushi, are now pitted against each other in his mind. The woman who is having an affair with his pregnant sister's husband. And so, he has chosen to destroy one weakness to protect the other.

"Black intimidates: Its boldness intimidates those around, creating an invisible sense of power." Arnav utilizes fear to present his demanding ultimatum to Khushi, instilling trepidation regarding the potential destruction of Payal and Akash's marriage.

"Black depresses – It brings moods down, allowing sad and depressive thoughts." His actions lead to a domino effect resulting in a devastating shift within and between the two families. Relationships are fractured and pain becomes the ruling emotion. Black is also the color of mourning in many cultures, symbolizing the visible death of what had blossomed between Arnav and Khushi in the days leading up to this point.

Dressed in black and a shade of midnight blue that gives the illusion of an all black outfit, Arnav protects by using power and fear, which eventually leads to turmoil and suffering.

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Quoted sentences and color meanings taken from the internet.

Tagging some of my fav accounts because I’m curious to hear your thoughts 🥹 @jalebi-weds-bluetooth @honeybellexox @chutkiandchotte @herelivesahobbit

#iss pyaar ko kya naam doon #ipkknd #this took me such a long while to write because our bitwa here has such a limited color scheme going on lmfao #ipk utilized color so well #idk if this was intentional with the outfits but regardless it's so fascinating to find these easter eggs during rewatches #lemme know your thoughts i would loooove to know!! #rain writes #ipk color analysis #rain's analysis #barun sobti #sanaya irani

[scwescola]

Kanthony x Arshi

So I've been missing from this account for months but then I watched Bridgerton (I know I'm extremely late) only beacuse I have been so intrigued with Kate and Anthony for months but have only found the time to be obsessed now. So after binging all of season 2 in one day, I was a mess. And after analysing and rewatching I realized how similar they are to Arnav and Khushi.

THEIR INITIALS???? A+K

Enemies/rivals to lovers despite being enthralled with each other since their very first meeting

THEY LITERALLY MAKE EACH OTHER HAPPIER THAN ANYONE ELSE CAN AND WILL

THE SEXUAL TENSION AND CHEMISTRY

THEY FLIRT LIKE THEY'RE COMPLETELY UNHINGED IN FRONT OF PEOPLE MIGHT I ADD

PTSD Y'ALL (also why did I just realise that you can hear their heartbeats, aka dhak dhak, in the scene above???)

Kate's backstory and how she feels she owes her life to her mother and sister because Mary is her stepmother vs how Khushi feels she owes everything to her Amma (who is her Massi) and her family and they believe they don't deserve love (I'm trying not to cry here)

Arnav and Anthony have their respective family's responsibility solely on their shoulders

Arnav and Anthony never really got over their trauma and so suffer from PTSD after losing a parent and so stop believing in love go from children pulling jokes to broody arrogant idiots (I don't think I can stop the tears any longer).

So do Kate and Khushi but Kate's is not touched upon enough in the show

This often makes them lose their mind if they think they're close to losing the one they love.

PLEASEEE Both Kate and Khushi suffered from extreme head injuries from a fall and both Anthony and Arnav see blood on their hands and ultimately save their lives

HANDSSSSS

BANGLES

Long looks of YEARNING

DANCING

Arnav and Anthony both propose marriage to the one they are courting/dating literally the day after almost kisses with Khushi and Kate respectively (I STAN THE BIGGEST IDIOTS)

Somehow it's always the siblings tying them together lol

Daphne = Anjali.

STANDING UP TO THE FAMILIES FOR THEM

The banter and competitiveness is unmatched

Literally all of them are so sexy

Nani = Violet and Lady Danbury

Haldi being applied to Kate and Khushi despite it not being their weddings to signify soulmatism

Y'all these peeps deserve to go to HORNY JAIL

Probably so many more I'm missing

#khushi kumari gupta singh raizada #arnav singh raizada #arshi #arnav and khushi #kathony #kate sharma #anthony bridgerton #Bridgerton #ippknd #THESE TWO COUPLES HAVE ME ON A CHOKEHOLD #it's 3 in the morning #what am i even doing

[onadaanparindey]

thinking about how lakshmi was the first raizada to bring Khushi to her room in shantivan and the first raizada she had kissed. no doubt arnav hated that goat 🥹

#ipkknd #lakshmi the queen mutton

[ipkkndlovescenes]

IPKKND/Teri Meri/12th Anniversary

❤️Dance of Souls

If you love someone enough, you can make them invincible. Your feelings for them are so strong they work as a magical shield, protecting them from all harm and pain. ~ Linda Kage ~

She stood there, defeated momentarily by the challenges of her life. It had nothing to do with this dance or this challenge; it was Shyam and his menacing ways to torture her physically and mentally. The whole world in front of her was unknown to those wounds she was hiding behind those closed eyes. But her tears left one heart wounded as always on the poolside who could never bear his soul to bring peace in her. She couldn't be defeated by anyone in this world but him, and right now, that was his challenge, far more important than anything. Her tears were drawn to his like a moth to a flame.

The music thumped into the room with a thunder of claps, and she turned to the neon lights flashing upon the one who stood there to join her in this quest. Eyes met, and he moved closer to distract her with his raging challenge...

"This is your last performance, Khushi, won't you finish it? 

A teasing smile to see the effect of his words. She gave him a sharp look as if she remembered why she was there in the first place.

“Amid the darkness, love becomes the guiding light.” – Unknown

“The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.” – Audrey Hepburn.

Arnav held on to her hand, not letting her go with determination and anger, and she responded, turning her face,

 "Teri meri,meri teri kahani...

He made her twirl into his arms, making her lean on him... .

."ek ladka aur ek ladki ki yeh kahani hai nai do lafzoon mein yeh bayan na ho paye"..

Khushi followed, and a small smile spread across his face...

Everyone opened their mouths, yet he was careless of what, why, who, etc. All he had in his mind was that if he were to fall in love, he would. And if, as a result, he would appear to be stupid, disillusioned, and of poor judgment, he will. And he would be damned if he cared what other people think. he would rather be considered all these things than not love. If he loved her and stood alone as her protector on a horse, he would ride that horse with his head held high. This was his spirit. He was unbreakable. He was Arnav Singh Raizada with a brain, and no one could defeat him in this ride...

Holding her hand, he pulled her closer, and the rest became history.

“Hold me as if I were the most fragile object a feather touch could break. Dance with me with the same animal craving, with the same desire you would make love to me.”― Tatjana Ostojic

While dancing, he relished that delicious feeling of freedom, the delirium of being with her, and his heart being born again. It’s like he's being made with new feelings, the ones he was deprived of all this time. ASR smiled when their eyes met, and she lost herself in him. Like always, he was protecting her from the world.

Not the ways he danced turned them on: She and her happiness were all he could think of as his dancing skills got the better of him. Amidst all, he lost himself in her, and every eye witnessed their love tonight.

She glanced back every time with surprise and saw the exterior of a man she knew torn and discarded, a little she knew and thought he was the prince charming she always dreamed of.

How they looked at each other and cruelly forgotten was a beautiful symbol of how much they both needed to satisfy their yearning hearts. He protected this intense, precious bond they shared that was more than desire, tenderness, adoration, and love.

“May I never tire of expressing myself

may I find contentment in listening to you

may there be no constraints on time

and may we be bound together as a single knot

you, time, and I.”

― Sanu Sharma

This time, there was nothing gentle about their kiss of hands. It's all the passion and wet kisses of curious hands flowing with their moves and hearts. Unsure what she was doing, she emulated his actions, allowing her body to tangle with his. It brought a growl from his heart that made her shiver when he threw her in the air, keeping all her weight on him, letting her hair sprawl over him. Then this kiss became hungrier and deeper, almost violent, as his hands began moving, caressing her everywhere.

He kneaded her back, urging her flush against his skin, then let his fingers slide over her arms and her sides before his hands suddenly clasped her waist. He lifted, twirled, pulled, and made her believe he was her prince charming...

ASR was this colossal mystery she wanted to take time-solving. He had danger written all over him, and there was a risk of getting burned, but she wanted to play in the fire tonight. Why? She had no idea. And neither hadn't he.

One of his hands ran up her neck and through her hair, the other supporting my waist. He kept his promise and never let her fall again. She was held up by a dizzying suspension, feeling like she could sprout wings and fly. Time stood still, and the only thing she could think about was his breath over her, his eyes bored into hers, his hands holding hers, and nothing more. She was safe and protected in his arms as always.

Hardly aware of the little mewls of need and pleasure slipping from her heart, Khushi withstood that as long as she could and then followed his hands to caress his face and pulled her head back so that he could cover her body with his. She could trust him with closed eyes.

Much to his relief, she gave in to his silent request and held onto him again and again, his breath demanding and hungry as he touched her with his lips many times tonight. All he was doing was following his heart for the woman who enticed him in his days and allured him in his nights. She was unaware of her bewitching him in myriad unknown ways.

So consumed by his desires and touches was she that Khushi was only vaguely aware of it when ASR clasped her by the waist and turned her toward him. So, when the thunder of clap suddenly broke their little private moment, she was somewhat surprised to find herself so close to him. She saw amusement flicker across his face as he took in her startled expression, as he was mending his ways, but she was dwelling in another world tonight.

Khushi's instinct was to cover herself with her saree and walk away from him. She wanted to avoid his intense gaze, but she looked back as always and remained still. The doubts, the raging uncertainties, the million questions, the pain and many sufferings he caused her...her eyes sought to find an answer in him; Arnav understood her hesitation and why she was pulling herself back. He knew he had much to redeem, and there was only one way: by apologising and seeking forgiveness. He was attritional; as he looked at her with eyes of no mask, just a tinge of genuine and sincere apology ...Tonight, he found his heartbeat again along with her.

Teri Meri Kahani...

“I’ve become your heartbeat, making you mine

Upon every kiss of passion, our souls shine” ― Munia Khan

PART 2 [ Read Here ]

#arshi #ipkknd #khushi kumari gupta #arnavkhushi #my ipkknd gifs #mysticaldfaiqa #arnav kissing khushi #arshi diwali kiss #arnav khushi teri meri #arshiterimeri #teri meri prem kahani

[laadgovernorandsankadevi]

Drabbles: A x K

nine ‘100 word’ stolen moments between Arnav & Khushi, in celebration of nine years of their wedding anniversary. These are also available on my wordpress blog and india-forums. English translations added in parentheses. You can check out all my fan fictions here.

1. Arre!

[102 words]

He pulled her arm towards him just as she was about to leave the room. She crashed into him, her forehead hitting his chin before she looked up.

"Arre!!" (hey!)

"what?"

"Are you bored of me? because that's what it feels like right now!"

"Really? this again!" she shook her head at him.

"Aren't you tired from last night?" she instigated, provoking him to remember the events of the night from a few hours earlier.

"Absolutely not!"

"You're exceptionally shameless."

"Thank you!" he leaned in. She pulled her head back, her lips curled into a teasing smile. He leaned further and kissed her.

2. Nazar;

[100 words]

A smile involuntarily made its place on his face when he saw her struggling to pull the back of the necklace.

“Stop!”

She rolled her eyes before letting go and standing in front of him.

He pushed away the hair to the side, ever so gently. His finger tips teased the curves of her neck and shoulder blades.

“Arnav ji!” she whined

“Yeah, alright!”

He pushed the beads holding the string together, placed her hair where it ought to be. She moved away and observed her face.

“Achi laag rahi ho!” (you look beautiful!)

She met his eyes through the mirror and smiled.

3. Chand

[100 words]

She leaned against the pillar by the opposite end of the pool with furrowed brows.

“What are you doing here?” he questioned

“Moon’s hidden behind the clouds” she complained, sighing.

“Ah.” he nodded agreeing, scanning the sky himself.

She tilted her head, observing him observing the sky.

“aap kyun dhoond rahe hain? hamein toh laga tha app ka chand zameen pe hai.” (why are you looking? I thought your moon was already on earth.)

He looked at her amused. “Oh really?”

The smile was turning upside down on her face. “kyun?” (why?) she questioned softly, “ab hum apke chand nahi hain?” (am I not your moon anymore?)

He stepped closer, taking her hand in his, kissing the top. “Hamesha.” (forever.)

4. Kya Hai!

[100 words]

She was annoyed. All she wanted was to eat her barfi in peace but he kept trying to pick off crumbs from her lips.

"Kya hai?!" (what?) she exclaimed, questioning his repeated attempts at caressing her face.

"Kya kya hai?" (what what?) he teased, pretending to be oblivious.

She grumbled taking another bite. He repeated everything all over again.

"Kya hai! —Just let me eat!" (Whaaattt!—)

"Kya?" (what)

"Kya kya?" (what what?)

"Kya?" (what?)

"errgghhh kya hai bas karein!" (errgghhh what! can you please stop!)

He laughed. Her eyes widened understanding his deliberate attempts. She shook her head, picked up her food, kissed him on his cheek, and walked away to eat in peace.

5. Aap—!

[100 words]

She stood next to the vanity table, stuffing pleats of the sari.

He smiled walking up to her and pulled the pleats out.

“Aap yeh kiya—,” (what are you—) she started annoyed but stopped seeing the look on his face

He was about to say something when they received a knock on the door. He opened it to see his grandmother, “Khushi nahi aa sakti, us ki tabiyat kharab hai.” (Khushi can’t come, she isn’t feeling well.)

The woman left after being refused to come inside.

She looked at him unimpressed.

He draped the pallu as a rope to pull her towards him. She looked up, smiled, and gave in.

6. Theek Ho?

[101 words]

He was sitting on the recliner with knitted brows and a book in hand. She stepped out of the bathroom to see his back towards her.

She walked up to sit behind him in the small space left on the recliner, leaning on his back.

“tum theek ho?” (are you alright?) he asked stopping midway to pull her hand wrapped around his arms into his hand and looking over his back.

“hmm” she responded resting her chin on his shoulder.

He observed her closely. He kissed her fingers before returning to the book whilst she sat still, falling asleep on his shoulder minutes later.

7. Yaad Karvaoon?

[105 words]

He saw her wearing the same black sari that she had worn the first time they—

“yeh kyun pehna hai?” (why are you wearing that?) he inquired

“kyun?” (why?) she remarked obliviously

He blinked at her, unsure whether it was a conscious choice to wear this for tonight or otherwise.

“yaad hai jab tum ne isse pheli dafa pehna tha?” (remember when you wore that the first time?)

She peered at his face from the mirror. It took a minute for the memory to make its way back for her. She bit her cheek before stating, “nahi. nahi yaad hai—” (no, i don’t remember)

He took two strides forward, pulling her to face him. “yaad karvaoon kya?” (should I help you recall then)

She smiled before adding cheekily, “karvaye na!” (yeah, please do!)

8. Laal

[99 words]

They were watching one of his favorite films. His eyes were glued to the screen, hers on his face.

“Khushi!” he said in a warning tone as she poked his face

“Apke kaan laal ho rahein hai!” (Your ears are red) she justified

He glared before looking away.

“Arre, aap ke gaal kitne laal hogaye hain!” (Oh, your cheeks seem pretty red too!) she added animatedly.

“Arnav ji, aap hamein kyun nahi dekh rahe!” (Arnav ji! Why aren’t you looking at me!)

“Kyun ke mujhe waise hi pata hai ke tumhari naak laal ho rahi hai!” (because I don’t need to look at you to know your nose is already red) he replied with a grim expression.

She gasped and turned around to watch the film. He chuckled putting his arm around her.

9. Choti Si Duniya

[100 words]

She snuggled the blanket while adjusting her head on his chest.

"kabhi kabar lagta hai waqt guzra hi nahi." (Sometimes it feels time hasn’t passed as much as it has.)

"acha?" (Yeah?) he chuckled at her statement

"aap ko aisa nahi lagta?" (it doesn’t feel like that to you?) she questioned, turning her head up to face him and resting her arms over his chest while laying on her stomach

"lagta hai." (It does) he said smiling. "lagta hai waqt tham gaya hai!" (It feels like time has come to a stand still.)

"hamein bhi!" (Yeah, me too!) she laid back after pressing a kiss onto his cheek.

"—jaise abhi bhi waise hi choti si duniya hai jo pehle din thi!" (–it’s as if our small world is as is, as it was since the beginning)

"mhmm" he agreed, "aur hamesha rahe gi!" (and it’ll remain like this forever?)

"Hamesha?!" (Forever?!) she challenged.

He replied, "Hamesha!" (Forever!)

#ipkknd #iss pyaar ko kya naam doon #arnav and khushi #arnav singh raizada #khushi kumari gupta #arhi #arshi #ipkknd ff #iss pyaar ko kya naam doon fan fiction #arnav x khushi

[hand-picked-star]

Let me do a countdown to the ending of contact marriage of Arnav & khushi and let's see what happended to the completion of 6 months aka midnight of 13th August. It's just for fun as the show didn't clearly stated the ending of famous(infamous) six months. I also count the sweet things he did for her.

(Arnav and khushi got married on 14th February. As Arnav realized the reason of khushi's leaving shantivan and he vowed to win khushi in 12 days, I will start the countdown from 12.)

12 days to go to end their marriage contact aka 1st day of Arnav trying to win khushi (aka 2nd August)

Arnav took care of her when injured and offered to do household cores.

he also in his arnav-language told her he remembered everything about her and she is beautiful. he also tried to seduce her.

At the end of the day, he put khushi to bed, clean up her mess and fall asleep with her with his hand under her cheek.

11 days to go to end their marriage contact aka 2nd day of Arnav trying to win his wife (aka 3rd August).

Arnav woke up with khushi entangled together the next morning and Khushi got to know holding her hand during sleep had become his habit and told her to go to sleep for the remaining few hours.

10 days to go to the end of their marriage contact aka 3rd of Arnav trying to win his wife (aka 4th August).

why it is next day: (khushi was seen waking up from sleep and also Khushi told him 10 days were left.)

He did no good that day.

He told her he would come and get her home the next day.

9 days to go to the end of the marrige contact aka 4th day of Arnav trying to win her heart (aka 5th August).

why it is next day: (because arnav told her that he would take her home the next day and he brought her home that day)

During rakhshah bandhan, Arnav wore a kurta for both his di and his wife and he also let her know that.

giving gift had been Arnav's love language. He gifted khushi all her favourite things like channa,salman khan's poster,jalebi,specially from her favourite halwai,golgappe and a pearl neckless. Like the one she dreamt of.Asking for a second chance.

he kissed her forhead,hugged her and gave her favourite bed side back.

8 days to go untill their marriage contact ended aka 5th when Arnav started his quest (aka 6th August).

Why it is the next day: (khushi was seen to wake up and arnav said that their conversation hadn't finished yet.)

Khushi woke up on her favourite side of bed with arnav admiring her from the sofa.

whatever Arnav had planned next, went down the drain with the arrival of dadi and return of his past trauma.

But Arnav never stopped to support his wife.He assured her in whatever situation their marriage happened, was not her fault. He was fully responsible for that.

He informed dadi that he and his wife were a packaged deal. she could't have one without the other.

And I like to think that it was before midnight when he shared his trauma with her and be vulnerable. Giving her the haq to support him in his rainy days.

7 days till their marriage contact became null and void aka 6th day from when Arnav started his mission to win khushi (aka 7th august)

why it is next day: (Arnav is seen waking up with same clothes with khushi remembering last night's event)

Countdown had somehow stopped for them, after they made an emotional connection. Some normalcy seeped through their life.Arnav flirted with his wife in the stairs and she welcomed it wholeheartedly.

Arnav defended his wife.

He also indulged his wife to a fun chase and end up breaking their bed.But he messed up the development with the suggestion of a suhag rat, that he intended to happen the next day.

(to be continued)

My scattered thoughts (5a/?)

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#ipkknd #arnav singh raizada #khushi kumari gupta #arshi #iss pyaar ko kya naam doon

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

Hi JWB! Great blog! And your podcast is really fun too!

I was watching Arnav and Khushi's Roka episode and noticed that the Poolside scene with Arnav saying "Aane Do" was directly taken from a scene in DDLJ! I don't know how I never noticed it for this long.

I was wondering if there were any other scenes like that from the show that were inspired by iconic movies?

Hello Anon!

Thank you so much <3 That's quite an interesting observation! Yes there are quite a few moments of the show that's taken straight from popular cinema (there might be a few moments here that's just popular in general). And to be honest I really can't remember much from the one one mentioned and two below that I mentioned but I SWEAR there were more scenes. I can even imagine my mother going "omg this is just like the film"

So if anyone remembers - please comment below!

Arnav Khushi's Choti Si Duniya

There was a very strong inspiration from Rockstar's moment where Heer tells Jordan that all the outdoor noise is now gone and this is their own world. Over here Khushi muses that she finds the outer world weird and this is her innermost sanctum - her, Arnav and their world.

Khushi's reaction to Arnav's kiss

If that does not scream K3G to you then what will? The difference here though is that Rahul Anjali share more of a comedy friendship bond and Rahul is being a chill flirt while Arnav is being very very intentional, not quite open with his feelz, and there's just a LOT more history over here. SO this is not a copy more of a similarity that the makers MAY or MAY NOT have taken a look of.

The ‘Tika’ Scene

Thanks to @hi-this-is-permabanned Ok bonus points to IPK for making it look more aesthetic but this was COPY PASTE from the Hindi film Judaai. Essentially the second wife is more proper - shes raised abroad but she has better values and in one of the scenes where she undermines the first one and unintentionally proves herself as a better wife is during the ‘Tika’ scene. Tbh I had no idea what this meant during IPKKND. The swami track is a fever dream to me.

Love,

Jalebi

#ask #anon #ipkknd #bade bade shows main aise choti choti baatein hoti rehti hai

[phati-sari]

Hi PS!! Omg, I am absolutely living for these amazing gifsets you're posting, they're sooooo good!! The cinemetography in this show is definitely praiseworthy, and #5, 7, and 8 in particular make me squeal. Keep these awesome gifsets coming, I can't get enough of them! Hope you have an awesome day! 😊

Heyyyy @teenrap369​!

Eeeeeee, I'm so glad you like them omg! And the cinematography one was a lo0o0o0ng time coming, I think it sat in my drafts for almost 18 months! I’m excited to finally share it! The set was really about the shots that are done so well they still, ten years later, take my breath away.

(I’m never sure how people number gifs in their head, so apologies if I get this wrong!)

For me, it’s the way they’ve framed the shot so he comes up behind her, the way the white dupatta (hope, innocence, purity) flies in the foreground, the way the camera slowly focusses on him. Holi marks a new beginning, with Arnav and Khushi literally replaying the moments that led to the Diwali almost-kiss, and the mirrored decorations in particular hint at a change in perception. I think it’s a gorgeous shot!

It’s so soft. So powerful in its tranquility and made even more so with the fore-knowledge of what comes next. The poolside -- ever their sanctuary -- is decorated with fairy-lights, the water’s reflection adding to the (honestly superb) lighting of the shot. They captured the intimacy of the moment so well! Plus the framing: Khushi sitting while Arnav kneels (kneels!), enacting the proposal in his heart. I think their outfits add a special significance because in many life-changing moments of the serial Arnav wears this shirt while Khushi wears red.

This was the first gif I made for this set. This shot is brilliant, almost indescribably so. It focuses not on him (even his face is only a blurred reflection in the mirrors opposite) and not on her, but on the action. The way parts the curtain of mirrors, evoking a groom parting a curtain of flowers on his wedding night, and adding to the effect is the fact that she’s dressed as a bride. It’s probably the gentlest way the serial shows us that Khushi Kumari Gupta as a bride is Arnav’s deepest desire. The clever use of mirrors to hint at lies (regarding feelings) and perception (of each other). While the bandage on his hand is likely a necessary consequence of his adventure with the shears, I like the visual reminder that Arnav is hurting himself while trying to hurt Khushi. 

Thanks again for the love! I absolutely have a few more in my drafts, I’m hoping I can get them published soon-ish :)

I hope you’re super well and having an excellent week!! ❤️

#ipkknd #iss pyaar ko kya naam doon #arshi #arnav singh raizada #khushi kumari gupta #teenrap369 #answered #nice things

[arziaisfrench]

▪︎ IPKKND Ep 171 : Getting tender - ready for more

"I don't care."

Khushi is confused, they were acting like that night when they almost kissed. Once more, she couldn't control her desire to touch just like him.

But this time it's as if they actually kissed. She has let him touch her as he wanted, she loved every move he made ! This was the next step they needed to apease their frustration. 👀

But she also remember how he ran away the last time. That's why she refuses to make guesses, she promised to not expect anything anymore. He has to confess for her to believe he's indeed in love with her.

Arnav mimicking Khushi's stutterings is too adorable !!!!

"I won't eat you." Arnav says while moving closer to Khushi. It's very difficult to ignore the AGAIN very s-xual insinuation LOL

I really like the fact that they used the mirror to show us Arnav's desire. Her almost bare back must definitely had big tempting effect on him ! 👀 "I do want to eat you Khushi"

"Thank you" Khushi's voice was so sweet and soft uuuugh !!

Arnav was about to leave but then randomly decided to untie Khushi's hair hehe ! He adores her hair down, he finds her so beautiful. He can't help to want to see them again falling on her shoulders. It's like his own gift for helping her not losing in front of everyone looool !🤭

Arnav was trying to leave again but then turned around, still thirsty for her beauty, he wanted to savor her one last time before the evening ends. I feel like he wanted to give her yet another confirmation of what he was trying to do.

"Yes, Khushi, I am seducing you, I want you. I love you."

He takes the opportunity to compliment her on her dress, he probably was checking her out during the whole night haha "this color doesn't look that bad".

This is the first time he allows himself to openly compliment her. He never did before because he was probably scared she will knew how he feels about her. But, he wants her to know now. He used to disguise his compliment with shady comments lol.

Both Aranv and Kushi' voices during this scene were very tender and gentle. Arnav still had that sedutive intonation tho (cause he was still on fire lol) while Khushi whole being was still trembling from the intensity of their dance.

#ipkknd #ipkkndep171 #arshi #arnav and khushi

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Chapter 3

TW- A little warning, this chapter contains dissociation - H xx

He stood there with his back turned against her.

He appeared to be taking in all the changes that had been made to the room, during his absence. It was back to its original form of grey, black and white - all traces of Khushi had been erased.

Khushi was momentarily stunned, frozen at the sight of him; was it truly him or was she hallucinating again?

Khushi felt her senses blend into one another, that dreaded numbness crept up on her once again; it was a feeling that was unknown to Khushi - she struggled to articulate the emotion. All she knew was that it was something twisted and wrong … an unnatural sensation that made her feel more corpse-like than human, a sickness. She feared her mind was beginning to slip away like fallen sand in a desert as reality seemed to have become a question.

The strange, sudden urge to touch- to test his tangibility overcame her ; was he truly present or was this the Arnav whom visited her dreams?

He must have sensed her presence as he turned around. His eyes once again took in her entire form, his expression remained unreadable. Khushi instinctively took a step back.

As per their usual dance, Arnav took a step forward.

‘‘Khushi …’’ He softly let out in a gentle murmur.

Once again she was hit by his sharp, intoxicating scent; he was real. He had to be - his scent cut through her fog of confusion like a sword.

‘’Are you okay?’’ He asked her. His tone was measured.

It was curious, Khushi felt something hidden in those three simple words. This particular question, that he had a habit of asking her, was a deeply cherished possession of her heart but today it seemed different, she felt something underlying in the words…something beneath the surface, something consuming.

Arnav’s dark eyes no longer blazed with intensity, instead they were like a black-hole that drew Khushi in. There was a pit in her stomach as she noticed glimmers of emotion in his eyes.

All her doubts fizzled into nothingness as she was wrapped up once again, in his arms.

He held her in the way one would handle a porcelain doll - delicately. He had never held her so carefully before…

He began to lightly stroke the back of her head, a gesture that was so small - so seemingly insignificant but it's profoundness had the power to reduce her to tears.

A single tear drop was followed by many as if a dam had burst open. Her vow not to cry in front of him had already been broken.

She silently sobbed into his shoulder, grasping him tightly - choking on her own cries.

‘’Shhh... I’m here now, Khushi. I’m going to take care of everything. Shhh.’’ Arnav cooed, his voice was a whisper of comfort, the words were a balm to her wounds. He held onto her for what felt like hours, anchoring her racking body.

But Khushi stilled almost at once, as she felt a ghost of a kiss placed on top of her forehead; the warm, fluttering sensation had stopped all her tears in their track and left her in a state of temporary paralysis.

She was suddenly aware. Of everything. All at once.

The kiss had sobered her.

Khushi would later blame Devi Maiya for what she would do next - not knowing what possessed her; she gave Arnav a hard, forceful shove.

Arnav had clearly not expected the reaction as he stumbled back a few steps from the impact,his dark brows knit together in shock.

Khushi hurriedly wiped her tears, her heart hammered wildly.

A mix of anger and adrenaline burned through her veins but despite her tumultuous state, Khushi couldn’t help herself from shooting a quick glance around the room; through the glass doors and windows, in case there had been a prying eye.

It seemed to have become ingrained into her being; this sense of paranoia - the paranoia that someone might discover the truth of their marriage. Even within their own bedroom, there was no real moment of privacy. Authenticity had become a luxury and unfortunately, they were afforded none.

She knew he felt it too. The paranoia.

Khushi saw no one in her line of vision however the doubt was still deeply etched into her mind. Her husband’s unusual behavior didn’t help ease her worry.

Something about him was off.

Khushi pursed her lips tightly as she waited for his rage; her body trembled as she attempted to prepare herself for his yelling, manhandling, condescendence or whatever was to come but a moment had passed and nothing had happened, not even a glare.

Arnav had remained rooted in his spot as he studied her silently. There was not the slightest bit of anger on his face.

Khushi could almost see the cogs turning in his mind, she wondered what he was he thinking as he gazed at her intently.

Only Devi Maiyaa knew what was going on in that mysterious head of his.

Khushi felt naked under his eyes, as if he was dissecting her…he said nothing nor did he move from his spot, but his gaze made Khushi feel like an animal being watched in a zoo…as if her soul was being unearthed from within her.

She desperately needed to shield herself from his eyes, those dark eyes that seemed to bore right into her. Khushi sniffled a final time as she turned and walked towards the cupboard.

‘‘Khushi, turn around.’’ There was no trace of malice in his statement but Arnav had made it clear in his tone that he wasn't requesting.

Khushi puts away the dress that she had been playing with and turns around, he’s suddenly standing very close to her.

Arnav’s finger gently brush aside her stubborn fringe of hair, his touch felt featherlight and ticklish. Khushi intakes a sharp breath, her golden eyes widen a fraction.

‘‘Arnavji…?’’ Khushi’s voice cracks as his name slips out, her throat felt sore and dry from having cried so much.

Arnav’s hands carefully cup her face.

‘‘Are you sure you’re okay?’’ He stresses out his question, once again.His eyes meet hers, searching for answers.

Khushi blinks, her mind and heart were at war. Her fierce heart wanted to yell at him, to shout, to push him again but her foolish heart also desired for his comfort and affection - for another tender kiss and embrace. Her stubborn mind won over.

‘‘yes, Arnavji, I’m fine’’

All traces of concern had immediately vanished from Arnav’s face, all emotion had been covered under a stoic mask. His eyes however, remained deeply pensive.

Khushi took this as her chance to leave, he doesn’t stop her.

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A very, very belated happy new year to you all!!! ❤️ I’m sorry I didn’t wish earlier, I hope you’re all well and that 2023 is a blessed year for us all xx

And to kickstart the new year, here’s another chapter! It was a headache to post on tumblr, random paragraphs kept getting erased and despite checking twice, I’m still paranoid there’s a missing paragraph somewhere!💀😭

Please, please proceed with caution when reading this, there’s mentions of dissociation and poor mental health and the last thing I would want is to unintentionally trigger anyone 💕

But I really hope you enjoy this chapter :)

Honey! 💖

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