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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)
#arshi#ipkknd#khushi kumari gupta#arnavkhushi#my ipkknd gifs#mysticaldfaiqa#arnav kissing khushi#arshi diwali kiss#arnav khushi teri meri#arnav singh raizada#teri meri prem kahani
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Can legit see Khushi walking in and disturbing her laad governor’s reading time to demand attention 🥰
#barun sobti#arnav singh raizada#arnav x khushi#arnavkhushi#khushi kumari gupta#rabbave#ipkknd#arnav
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What if I lost you?
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One of the best fan fictions I’ve read! Well thought character’s and a story that makes you sigh. I loved seeing a more romantic side of Arnav and the body issues plus size women go through from Khushi.
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Good morning #SaRun #ArShi are #blockbusterjodiofindia #indian_tvcouple @indian_tvcouple #11YearsOfIPKKND #11YearsOfArShi #11YearsOfSaRun #SanayaIrani #BarunSobti #SaRun #SanayaBarun #BarunSanaya #ArShi #IssPyaarKoKyaNaamDoon #IPKKND #RabbaVe #ArnavKhushi #ipkkndekjashn #arnavsinghraizada #KhushiKumariGupta #KhushiKumariGuptaSinghRaizada #NoSanayaNoIPKKND #NoSarunNoIPKKND #NoSanayaNoRabbaVe #NoSarunNoRabbaVe #khushiindosiar #dueleamar #muhabbattafti #birgaripaşk #SarunHamesha #NewSarunShow https://www.instagram.com/p/ChTdueuJu9l/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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if the essence of arnav and khushi was distilled into stick figures:
#ipkknd#iss pyaar ko kya naam doon#arnavsinghraizada#khushi kumari gupta#arnavkhushi#i saw this on twitter#meme#lol
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Okay so I love IPKKND and have loved Barun for a long time, though his social media absence makes it difficult to really “know” him. I think that watching him and Sanaya on Zoom has made me start disliking them a bit, and that might translate into my obsession with IPKKND which has been an annual rewatch for me for the past 10 years. Yet, they seem to know so little about the love people have for that show and their very own characters. It made me sad that Barun thought his “what the” line was strange, that actually makes the show so funny, because many times it’s what our reaction is too to what is happening, and he has said many strange things on IPKKND lol,they just went with whatever they remembered. Also, the number one reason I don’t watch Indian actors being interviewed is because I think the Indian mindset is still pretty backward. Case in point, Sanaya being praise for how “fair” she is. Or complaining about being called a monkey for it, I understand her but at the same time… it’s like girl you are stunning, you are quite literally the norm of what is considered beautiful in India whereas we still have shows that show the difficult lives of horrible looking dark skinned girls because apparently dark skin translates to ugliness. I also find the who “I was very old when I had my first time” and saying 22 and it being a thing weird. Since when is 22 considered old especially in the Indian society????! Bruh I am virgin asf and I am 23 and i don’t think it’s old. Lol. Idk the interview was entertaining ish but seemed problematic. And Sanaya not answering why she’d wanna punch Donald Trump… it seems like she just said a name for the sake of it. And saying that drinking cow piss is like the baptisms..? I respect all religions but what? Also what is a fake vegan? Do you care about the rabbits or not? They talk about not caring for validation throughout the interview but feels like they thought through every single answer. Except that one time when Barun was giving a beautiful answer about acting and connection and appreciation and Sanaya just cut him off and said “yea we are cool” all the love to Sanaya but darl, STOP CUTTING BARUN OFF??! also all the love to Barun but my man, how you saying girls dont use pick up lines? Also he hasn’t had a one night stand ever? Thats a lie fosho. Also their obliviousness with how they as actors were shipped is insane. Like I was what 12? And I remember them being the talk of the town. I had ZERO clue that Barun was married until recently lol. And tabloids are actually a huge part of the Indian cinema and always have been I am surprised they would think it’s more in hollywood because indian television is so invasive and has been, I mean saas bahu and saazish???? Anyway, i am a bit annoyed I thought Id like them more… also Baruns accent on IpKkND is so different- wish he’d kept it.
#sanaya irani#barun sobti#barun and sanaya#sarun#ipkknd#zoom#by invite only#khushi#arnav#arnavkhushi#arnav singh raizada#arnav and khushi
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I am so much with you and despite all the abysses and the hardly palpable togetherness that was between us, you are familiar to me.
#ipkknd#iss pyaar ko kya naam doon#arnavkhushi#arshi#sanaya irani#barun sobti#arshigif#blow#hehehe this track was sooooo cute T_T#they have all their sweetest cutest silly goofy tracks just before arnavs major fuck ups skeowfdjhkfhfdfh#i LUV them!!!!!!!!!!!#also my GAWD he was so cute during this bit.... every time i rewatch certain bits im like... OK i get the barun craze#(referring to my own insane obsession with him not anyone elses)#[2s day special] [[bcos theyre the ONLY two]]
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Fifty Shades of Grey
This is my first try at writing a fanfic or fiction of any kind...I usually just write my thoughts on whatever I feel like...I am new to Tumblr and only recently discovered this awesome world of IPK fanfic and the beautiful writings of so many people had me itching to create something of my own...each time I re-watch the show I get so many ideas but as they say, its the execution that's the key..so here I am presenting one of the earliest ideas I had..it had started as a small, funny One shot in my head but has grown into something else as I put it into words...Hope whosoever reads it, enjoys it...I am not sure how many people will read this but if you do, I would love some feedback...any feedback ..positive or negative...I would like to thank @phati-sari @jalebi-weds-bluetooth @featheredclover and @dimaagkadahi as their blogs introduced me to IPK fan world and then inspired me to try my hand at it... so here goes nothing
Chapter 1-
Vorfreude
The one with anticipation and realizations
“Arnav ji, aap ayenge na?”
Intrigued and amused he had replied with an “I guess so”, but the anticipation mingled anxious tinge to her voice told Arnav how important today was for Khushi. She had planned a date for them.
Their first date…that it had taken them six months of being married, and almost a year of being in some kind of a relationship to actually go out on a date, and that too on the eve of their second marriage, amazed Arnav and he realized, once again, how unusually turbulent their journey had been. He also acknowledged that most of the issues could be laid down at his feet. He had repeatedly hurt her, accused her of imaginary slights and unimaginable crimes, manhandled her and used deliberately targeted words to slice through what he thought was her façade of innocence. If he had been an outsider viewing their relationship, he would have advised Khushi to stay the hell away from him. He himself had tried to keep distance, whichever way possible, tried damn hard do so for a very long time but failed spectacularly and miserably…and when he gave up fighting what she was doing to him, he was a changed man…her personal brand cocktail of charm, tenacity, madness and the sheer large heartedness had at first chipped away gently and then bulldozed its way through the walls around ASR to reveal Arnav and his heart which had an ocean deep capacity to love.
As all these realizations swept through Arnav’s mind, and not for the first time, he was just grateful for who Khushi was …no one else could have loved him and made him feel the way she did… Arnav turned the car towards his rose garden to thank Ma, as was his habit whenever the realization hit that his behavior could have lost him his Khushi, for literally dropping her into his life, because who else would send such a gift his way.
Realizing he was already late, Arnav ran towards his wardrobe and was interrupted by NK as he chose what to wear for tonight. NK was up to his usual antics and banter and Arnav ignored him for most part before picking a black suit, black tie coupled with a lavender shirt. He wanted Khushi to know that he could a little color to his wardrobe and NK’s comment “Black is better than black" had rankled a bit.
He was excited for tonight and really looking forward to what Khushi had planned. It smarted a little that she came up with the idea first, and he decided to take her on an outing as soon as possible. He will take her to the Derby, Arnav thought. She loves outdoors and his heart skipped a beat as he imagined asking her to wear something in white to combat the heat of the day. She looked ethereal in white. He started on a run outside the room a smile playing on his lips as he imagined Khushi in white, hair flowing, eyes wide, jumping in excitement of the races, a rosy glow on her cheeks ...his heart started on its now familiar rhythm of anticipation…
He was brought out his musings when he saw Di…she was about to head out. After ensuring that she wasn’t going out alone Arnav left for Blue Orchid.
Arnav was excited, he was nervous, he was happy…he was going on his first date with his wife…Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada
You can read the second chapter here
#ipkknd#writing#arnavkhushi#arnavsinghraizada#arnav x khushi#khushi kumari gupta#fanfic#i wrote a thing#i am terrified#colors#first date#fanfiction#ipkknd fanfic#ss: Fifty Shades of Grey
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Hands down one of my favorite SaRun? Pics #ArShi
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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
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This man ❤️
#barun sobti#arnavkhushi#arnav x khushi#arnav singh raizada#khushi kumari gupta#rabbave#arnav#ipkknd
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Come up to meet you,
Tell you I'm Sorry..
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Happy New Year
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Good morning.. #11YearsOfIPKKND #11YearsOfArShi #11YearsOfSaRun #SanayaIrani #BarunSobti #SaRun #SanayaBarun #BarunSanaya #ArShi #IssPyaarKoKyaNaamDoon #IPKKND #RabbaVe #ArnavKhushi #ipkkndekjashn #arnavsinghraizada #KhushiKumariGupta #KhushiKumariGuptaSinghRaizada #NoSanayaNoIPKKND #NoSarunNoIPKKND #NoSanayaNoRabbaVe #NoSarunNoRabbaVe #khushiindosiar #dueleamar #muhabbattafti #birgaripaşk #SarunHamesha #NewSarunShow https://www.instagram.com/p/ChJDBBjJN8U/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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the eyebrow lift after she tells him that his ears are red is one of my favorite moments between them.
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