Ehsaas Dillon ke: Armaan Weds Riddhima... !!!

THE WEDDING

Ehsaas Dillon ke: Armaan Weds Riddhima... !!!


Hey guys...

welcome to the wedding ceremony of our favourite couple...


Under the canopy of bright twinkling stars,Armaan stood mesmerized with the view in front of him.He had waited for this moment & now that it was here,it couldn't have been more perfect. The full moon shone brightly in the star studded navy night.Lights from boats winked in the distance. It was one of those perfect nights when the air currents were just right,the air crystalline,the sky hard & bright,the water sparkling & clear..an enchanting place full of magic,happiness & serenity.The wind swished & swirled around the balcony where he stood & he could hear the distant notes of the traditional Shehnai ushering the joyous occasion.Riddhima & Armaan's wedding night---a night so magical & pure like their love for each other.The party seemed to be in full swing.As Armaan got dressed in his golden brocade richly intricated sherwani,he cudnot help but smile at the way things had turned around for him n Riddhima climaxing at this night which he hoped would lay to rest any pain they'd had in the past..and be a start to a journey of endless love.



Armaan reminisced about their short meeting earlier in the afternoon.He had called Riddhima to a particular place near the resort..The beach was narrow there,just a ribbon of sand separating water from a seemingly solid wall of lush greenery.Riddhima had reached the set place before time.Nothing seemed real to her…the acquamarine sea,the pristine white beach & the brilliant sun washing everything in gold.Armaan watched her at a distance wondering with more patience than curiosity,why just seeing her made his stomach tighten.. She cud do it with a look, a string of words, but certainly just with her presence… always. He hugged her from back and both of them stood mesmerized listening to the sound of surf.As the breeze stirred and sunlight glimmered and shifted in a kaleidoscope of dizzying patterns,he lit a little candle with a flickering flame,gently took her hand & bowed down on his knees..

Your browser may not support display of this image."Riddhima…Today in the divine presence of all five essential elements..the Air,Water,Fire(candle),Earth & Sky,the witnesses of my love.. I promise to keep loving you like this & even more…I promise to cherish you & your love all my life… I promise to give you all the happiness in this world..I promise to be always there for you in good times or bad.. I promise to be with you in the bond of our love forever & ever….

For yesterday's memories, today's love, and tomorrow's dreams I LOVE YOU BASKET!!!"

At his words,her heart soared…she almost fell on him,hugged him tight and close.Tears glistening like diamonds on her cheeks as she clung to him.. she welled her heart to return to normal tempo and before she attempted to speak, a slightly naughty grin covered his face that was so disarmingly charming!!!

"Hey why the tears"?he said even though she tried to unobtrusively wipe them away.."I thought you were happy"

"I am more than happy Armaan…I …I always cry when I m happy"

"I know basket..but lets see you smile today" & he kissed her..it lit up her face & caused a powerful rush of love enough to weaken her knees… she smiled into his eyes & saw the promise there again..

Her smiled widened,"You are very good at this..aren't you?"

Good at what???

"At this",she turned her face and kissed his hand.,"make me feel special"

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"You are special my love"..he said truthfully.."very special indeed"

Her eyes suddenly welled with tears.."Thanks"..the last word was a gulp..


The-------beach resort was Riddhima's idea.She had always wanted her a 'perfect romantic wedding" by the sea and Armaan had wanted to give her that.He only hoped it would all work out as planned—the wedding of her dreams.The loud knocking on his bedroom door by the boys-Atul, Rahul.Nikhil & Arif jolted him out of his stupor.All dressed in their traditional attires teasingly signalled him to make his way towards the marquee.It was the time for the show to begin!!

The entrance was adorned with beautiful canopy of flowers in scarlets and pinks and purples and yellows and oranges.There was an ice sculpture with two interlocking hearts engraved with the intials A & R on either side. The palm trees along the aisle were decorated with twinkling lights & small cream lanterns…elfin and ethereal…the mirrored image of which gave a surrealistic look in water..There were brightly lit & finely erected sand castles on both sides of the aisle..The complete trail was lined with colorful corals & big half- opened oyster shells with glittering pearls inside for the mesmeric appearance…

The air of the beach resort was balmy & infused with the fragrance of Jasmines..Riddhima's favourite ofcourse..The marquee was lit by the glow of crystal chandeliers that had arrived from Jaipur that very morning.Engraved and carved by the skilled goldsmiths,the chandeliers reflected the light in all its glorious hues,transforming the place to its equivalent in paradise..

Your browser may not support display of this image. The party flowed from the marquee to the sandy shores of the beach.Elaborate decks had been erected at the beach.Round tables were placed with exquisite linen dotted with silver cutlery.Each table bore a lovely portrait of Armaan and Riddhima surrounded by lilies and orchids and decorative glass bowl containing colourful shells placed on rose petals. A truly majestic aura dat had steeped well in good tradition.. The fragrance of flowers, the smell of shores and the melodious strains of musical instrumentals created a perfect ceremonial mood and atmosphere….something that is beyond description in its wondrous beauty!!! And towards d sea was sight so magnificent that brought a tear to every young girls cheek. An elaborate wooden ramp had been glided out towards the ocean & spread out to encase the most magnificent mandap an eye had never seen. Carved with a single piece of wood,the pillars bore intricate sculptures that told Armaan & Riddhima's love saga,entwined in wreaths of Jasmine.Lillies n Orchids..

The wedding guests had arrived in all their fineries… Anjaly,Muskaan,Tanvi,Asma,Tamanna..all the bejeweled girls bedecked in bright coloured finest outfits luked like angels scampering around beatifically all over the place. As the guests waited for the bride and groom,they were treated to sumptuous delicacies from all over the country..the ornate menus having been selected by the finest chefs.A live Barbeque station,a lavish cake corner were the highlights of the arrangements, while the buffet dinner featured the best Sea food to be had in Lonawala/Goa.

As Armaan approached the marquee with his brash young friends in tow,he ran his eyes all over the place.Yes it looked exactly as he had wanted it to be.The party beckoned Armaan towards the mandap where the priest spoke his traditional hindi filmy line "Kanya ko bulayaiye,mahurat ka samay beeta ja raha hai".Armaan held his breath as he waited for his bride to arrive.Every muscle in his body was taut with tension.First he heard the loud guffaws of his guests soften to whispered murmurs of awe.Then as the loud music allayed to the notes of sarangi,only a lover as impatient & eager as Armaan could have heard the sound of Riddhima's anklets amidst the hushed whispers and excited exclamations of the wedding party.

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Riddhima gently glided in an amazingly rich deep red & golden lehanga intricated with shimmering sequins,diamantes and bright coloured real stones.As for her jewellery,lets just say if put together. cud hv sunk a ship.She wore a neck hugging choker & an antique gold queens necklace that dripped from her collarbone to her waist and dozens of bangles with hanging kaliras on each arm.She looked overwhelmingly beautiful…almost hypnotic!!! Riddhima walked her way towards Armaan luking every inch of a blushing bride. Her apricot skin gleamed & her eyelids were neatly lined with kohl & glittered with crimson & gold shadow.

Armaan could not believe his eyes at such a vision of loveliness but he noticed her trembling hands & beneath that veil he could tell her lips were trembling too.After the trials their love had endured, he knew Riddhima was nervous & feared something ill would befall them and jinx their happiness…a thought that had always disturbed her whenever she was little happy.Armaan could feel her insecurities from across the ramp that she walked towards him.As he looked at her,his heart filled with recklessness only a red blooded Punjabi could have felt.He stood up and to the horror of his parents and surprise of his friends,he strode towards Riddhima & took her in his arms.He needed to comfort and nip her insecurities in the bud. He wanted her to know he would be there for her,every inch of the way,starting from that moment. Their eyes met for a long moment,a special moment,a moment to be cherished & remembered.She flushed scarlet at the easy courtesy in his manner betrayed by puppy like pleading in his gaze… He walked with her in his arms towards the priest & vowed to make her his for this lifetime & the next & the one after till Armaan & Riddhima would no longer be the two different inviduals,just be the one.

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The party then broke into applause as the noise of fireworks demanded their attention towards the velvet sky that read We'll be together forever". Riddhima glanced at Armaan & suddenly the Dj belted out loud Punjabi numbers that had Anjaly and others sending coquettish glances towards Armaan.Armaan & Riddhima were dragged to the dance floor & were hoisted on eager shoulders.Armaan reached out to hold her hand to confirm the sweet reality that Riddhima was now his wife,his companion,his very sweet & better half.
The evening culminated with series of group photos in the end and the entire gang presented Armaan - Riddhima a cd of their momentous journey taken by them in the last 4 years....

Below is the VM of their magical times together...needless to say this beautiful VM is done by our very talented "Ritika "who has been an integrel part of this wedding... she has made moments come to life...

please view it and live the moments with them...

utube link


http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=lMoMkXkYtW8


zshare link


http://www.zshare.net/video/526650146794ed60/





AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.....









........AAHHH !!! YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS THE END HUH !...... THEN WHAT HAVE U SEEN... DO.. LOOK OUT FOR THIS CORNER AT MIDNIGHT...

kyuki picture abhi baaki hai mere dost ....!!!!!

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niha
dia
navya

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Ehsaas Dillon Ke - Sangeet Ceremony

Ehsaas Dillon ke : Welcome to the sangeet ceremony of Armaan & Riddhima....


Please view this link which has the whole Sangeet ceremony of Armaan & Riddhima...Kindly down load the attachment...The whole event and function has been organised by Archie.. She has made the whole ceremony come alive.. Thanks alot for giving this beautiful everlasting moment to all of us...

http://www.zshare.net/download/52585455891f3cbd/

If any problems viewing this attachment..pls let us know..we will do the needful to rectify it...hope u all hv a blast !!


The below links are the VM of Armaan & Riddhima journey through their good and bad times...This is compiled by our very own Ritika, who i dont need to say has one a fab job..I personally hounded her in doing this VM...


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zshare

http://www.zshare.net/video/516316632ca07ebf/


So guys take a journey with them and relive all the moments ...

See you all tomo for THE BIG DAY...." The Wedding of the year.."


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niha
dia
navya

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Dill Mill Gayye Dec 11 Episode

Serial: Dil Mil Gaye (Dill Mill Gayye)
Channel : Star One

HQ: Dill Mill Gayye - part 1
Dill Mill Gayye - part 2
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Ehsaas Dillon ke:Bachelor party & Mehendi ceremony

MEHENDI....


The gupta house is totally lit up. But the glow on one girl's face, surpasses all this brightness… she is smiling…to herself.. as finally the day has come when she is about to take the first step to enjoy and be a part of what was to be remembered as "their wedding"- Armaan and Riddhima's wedding… but that was still two days away… today was the Mehendi function.. she would officially adorn his name on her hands and she was quiet kicked about her….



So sitting at her dressing table looking at herself, as she puts the maang teeka Armaan so loves on…. She dreamily looks at her bare hands for now… and speaks to them as though talking to Armaan….. " dekhti hoon Dr.Armaan, aaj aap apne aapko in haathon main kaise dhoondenge……"



There is a blush on her face, that would make even a lay man say she is the bride. Padma knocks the door…



Pad: Riddhima…. Tayar ho gayi ki nahi? Sab log tumhaara intezaar kar rahe hai…..



Rid: Ji ma aayi….



After she had gotten dressed, Riddhima had sent every one away, as she wanted to be with herself for sometime…. As she does she recollects a small incident…



Rewind to the earlier night:

Armaan had jumped into her room….



R: Armaan tum yahan kya kar rahe ho

A: uff…. 4 saal, wahi sawal, aur uska wahi jawab…. Riddhima…..! main yahan Anjali se milne aaya tha…. Hum dono kal bhag ne waale hai.. ( he peeps inside as though looking for Anjali, he opens the cupboard and goes " Anjy Darling…." Then he looks under the bed….. " Anjy daaarling…………."



R: Armaan ye tum…



He doesn't listen to her…..whats worse he opens the bathroom door looks up, draws the bathroom curtain, still repeating the Anjy darling… when he doesn't find her, he fakes restlessness and starts to open, everything he can find from table drawers, closet drawers, jewellery boxes… calling out for Anjy……..



A: Mujhe pata hai… tum yahin kahin chupi ho…bahar aa jaao.. dekho main aa gaya…



Riddhima makes a face….. pulling his hand as he is about to open, as he takes a lamp and starts rubbing it as though Anjy were a gin and she would come out of it……



R: Stop it Armaan…



A: Kya Riddhima……

R: Armaan tum jaao… koi aa jayega… please….. ( as she hesitantly turns to the door to lock it… it is open…)



He stops her, and pulls her back so close that they are both face to face just an inch away… they look into one another's eyes as though one of them would melt any moment…. When there is a knock at the door…



R: Armaan please tum jaao….



He holds her tight as though not wanting to let go… but Riddhima takes steps back wards…. As she does he walks on with her till they reach the door and, as some one is about to push open the door from the other side, Armaan pushes Riddhima against it and locks it… and she breathes a sigh of relief……. That no one saw Armaan…..



R: thank god she says… ( looking at him smiling)but as she looks up she realizes Armaan has his gaze fixed on her…….. He slowly takes her hands into his own and opens out her palms…. He kisses them saying…. " Inhi haathon me kal mera naam sajega na"



She nods blushing…..



A: issi liye, zara inki cleaning karne aaya tha…..



R: Armaan ( she says angrily, but breaks into a smile as she is so used to Armaan's ways)



A: Riddhima he says as he takes her into a hug……



While still hugging her she says… " toh yeh naam identification ka koi game hota hai right, where I am supposed to guess where my name is….



R: hmmm…



A: well… interesting… wo toh main dhoond loonga…. Waise bhi…. Lekin why do we guys always have to do this…. Main tumhe kuch deta hoon, maine bhi tumhaara naam kahin likha hai batao kahan….. come on prove yourself…



Riddhima smiles… " bata doon?



A: haan… bata do….



R: yahan…. (Placing her head against his heart)



A: very smart……… kya third rate concept hai… yahan.. I believe… this is no game.. main tumhe last chance deta hoon… bata do…



Riddhima looks at his hands… legs… all the places she can think of ….. and finally gives up…. By the end of this she is a little irritated and offended…

R: bata do na Armaan…



R: haan….



A: bata doon…



R: batana hai to batau warna jao Armaan.. mujhe irritate mat karo…



A: hmmm… well… wo main eek paper ke likha tha…. Ab wo paper kahin ghoom gaya hai……



R: huh?



A: Haan…!



R: get out Armaan…. ( pushing him towards the window)



A: apne hone waale pati ko get out kehti ho, battameez ladki….



By now she has pushed him out… in two minutes she gets a phone call from Armaan… he says…



A: Riddhima main apne phone tumhare bathroom bhool gaya… laado na please….



Riddhima walks into her bathroom… for some weird reason its smells real nice, of her perfume… and as she walks to the bath tub there it is half filled with rose petals and small diyas that say I LOVE YOU RIDDHIMA!! She is totally touched….



She smiles to herself…



R: Armaan tumne… yeh sab…



A: acha laga?



R: ( blushes)



A: oye hoye………. Isi sharam net oh hume deewana kar diya hai…



R: lekin Armaan tumhaara phone toh yahan nahi hai….



A: mujhe pata hai….



R: fir?



A: buddhu… main tumhe kaha se call kar raha hoon……..



She smiles…



So now as she recollects this she thinks how even one night before he was upto his silly antics… she opens the door as, Minnie comes…



Minnie: Hi Riddhima didi! Padma aunty aapko neeche bula rahi hai….



Riddhima holds her hand and she goes down. As she crosses the hall she slows down hoping to see Armaan somewhere but she cant find him. Disappointed, she walks out of the house. As she reaches the door, some other friends join her and she is taken to the garden where the mehendi function is on….



Riddhima settles down there as, every elder comes to greet her and kiss her on her forehead…they whisper something in her ear as Riddhima giggles… and then she blushes… after that… they make her wear the flower jewellery and she looks really beautiful… Armaan looks at her from a distance, and he thinks she looks awesome! Pure, Natural and most beautiful… his Riddhima… but Rahul comes and pulls her away from there….



There is so much of fun and noise around, amidst all the shor and sharaba, a girl walks in with a plate in her hand. Riddhima looks up to see her…. She comes and sits next to Riddhima… she opens the velvety cloth, over the plate and there lies a few packets of Shagun Mehendi…



Riddhima looks up and smiles… " Thanks Tammy"




Ma ne bheja hai... aap ke liyee... bbbhhaabbhhii ( Tammy mutters)




Riddhima smiles at her and asks her to come and sit next to her.Tammy settles down next to them and the mehendi ceremony begins…. Everyone is dancing and singing having loads of fun… as the night grows on people continues to have fun and then Muskaan walks to Riddhima and whispers something in her ear.




here are the pictures of the Mehendi function. Hope you all enjoy it. you will need office 2003 ir higher editions to download this attachment.

http://www.zshare.net/download/5253671347f54f90/

http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=Oy1hspeZJC4

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Bachelor party...



The gupta house is bustling with energy , and huge amount of work is on... some where lights are being put on.. somewhere flowers are adorning the baulstarde.. candles and diyas are being set up at the entrance with rose petals floating in huge crystal dishes... every where you look, love is shinning ...loud voices are coming from the living room...

Armaan, Atul, Rahul and Shubhankar are sitting and are busy cracking jokes which embarass Armaan from time to time... all are pulling is leg royally...!

Rahul is the first one to pop the main question..."yaar aaj kuch masti, kuch dhamaal karte hai...do din bache hai bakra ko sheed hone mein...,kyo Armaan..!"he gives hi-five to Dr. Shubhankar..Armaan makes a face and looks around for some one.... (any guesses for whom..???)

At:" arey mera bhai, aaj toh usse dhoondna band karde... do din bhi wait nahi hota..."

Ra:"yaar samjha kar Atul.. ishq ka mamla hai..bechaara apni heer dhondh raha hai.."

Armaan is about to speak up in this funny banter when Shubankar says" guys, guys !! humne toh abhi Armaan ko uska surprise bataya he nahi.."

Armaan now sits up and nudges Rahul and raises his eye brows asking him what it is...

Ra:"batate hai batate hai...pehle bol you'l be a party to it.. and no backing out..."

Shubhankar and Atul exchange a knowing smile..they both look at Armaan and so does Rahul...

Ar:"kya ! he looks at all with a question ,..."bata na yaar.." kya surprise.. mujhe aur Riddhima ko honeymoon ke liye kahi exoctic jagah bhej rahe ho? He slaps Rahul on his leg ans says" guys you are so sweet.. "

He is about to hug all when Atul looks at Shubhankar..Shubhankar looks further at Rahul and Rahul inturn looks at Atul...

Ar:" kya .. what !! not understanding their curious looks...

All 3 clear their throat and look at Armaan and ..

Ra:" Armaan dude ,!! now putting his arm across his shoulders and says ever so cheekily...honeymoon se pehle shaadi right?..Armaan squints his eyes and nods..

Sh:"and Dr. Armaan shaadi se pehle....?

Armaan is sill confused but gets a feeling that something is really fishy....Atul is about to spell out when Dr. Rahul mehra comes in from the entrance and says" All set guys.."chale..?

Now Armaan is really curious as to what the hell is happeneing.. suddenly his eyes pop out and he does his mental calculation of shaadi se pehle and bang on ,he gets it...He gets up in a flash. and takes a step back..

Ar:"No way".... "you dont mean that ".. All guys just nod with wide smiles plastered on their faces...

Ar:" BACHELOR PARTY !! yaar marvao ge mujhe.." agar Riddhima ko pata chal gaya toh..? i'm dead !

The living room has a huge open window on the right side and a very stunned face is hearing all this...Muakaan cant beeive that they are throwing a bachelor party for Armaan.. and Armaan is also going for it..

M:" Bachu.. ab dekh yeh bachelor party mein asli dhamaal kaise hota hai..."

She runs out in the garden where mehndi ceremony is going on and spills the truth about guys plans to the girls.. Anjy is amused that boys could actually think something so interesting..Nikita looks at Riddhima who is also shocked on hearing this...they leave to catch this sight from the window...

Back to the livivng room...

Dr. Abhimanyu has also joined the guys and is making himself comfortable..his wife is outside getting mehndi done..Abhimanyu looks at Armaan's weird face and says..

Ab:" chill .. relax.. kissi ko kuch pata nahi chalega...Niki ko pata chala tha jab mera bachelor party hua tha. nahi na ?. we had a blast right..!"

Armaan instantly smiles and remembers how wild the party turned out to be.."oh ya man ! what a party .."

All this while the girls..Riddhima, Anjy,Muskaan, kirti and Niki are peeping toms and listens to the last damage statement given by the famous Armaan Malik... all the girls look at Riddhima and give her an acusing look...

Ri:" Meine kya kiya...Armaan aisa kuch and trails off when gets a glaring look from all girls... " saying with a staright face ...

Ni:" So Abhi ne bhi.. hmmm ! inko sabak sikhane ka time aagaya hai.."

Riddhima wants to talk to Armaan and warn him but this time she is not sure she can do that.. and yes she did hear that he had a blast in Abhi -Niki marriage...well she would still confront Armaan...

Now in living room...

Ra:" chale.. ladkiya ke aane se pehle.. agar Muskaan aagayi na toh syapa kar degi.".

All guys plan to meet up at the back gate in precisely 10 mins .. they have all arrangements done up at the the Gupta farm house...Armaan is about to laeve... a bit hesitantly a bit excited..he stops when he hears payal sounds coming close to him.. he closes his eyes and a dreamy smile appears on his face.. he slowly turns to the vision in front of him... a baby pink brocade sharara is flowing on the gorgeues bride to be.. a brocade choli is matching the attire.. hair loose with a heavy white kundan maang tika was adorning her head..her hand are at the back which is full with mehndi... she looks a Armaan and sways slightly from one side to the other , all this while taping her payal clad feet.. Armaan is so lost as he comes forward and touches her face puting her maang tika in proper place..Riddhima tilts her eyes up and realizes Armaan has come so close to her..

Ar:" tum aaj bohot khoobsurat lag rahi ho basket.."all the while fiddling with her kundan jhumkas...

Ri:" hmm! kaash tumhare baare mein bhi yahi kehe sakti... "

Armaan looks down to his jeans and denim jacket and smiles as he remembers this exact line she said when they were stuck in a cottage in a village where she confessed her love for him ...how time had flown.. 4 beautiful years had gone by...he is so mesmerised by this thought and by his basket that Riddhima actually calls out his name twice to snap him out of his trance......

Ri" acha kaha ja rahe ho? ..asks very innocently..

Armaan's hits the panick button... "ja raha hoon?..kaha jaa raha hoon.. kahi nahi .. kyo...?

Ri:"oh! phir theek hai.. bahar kuch kaam tha.. please help kar do..."

Armaan looks at her and her charming face.. he is so close to loosing himself again and comes close to her ... she was intoxicating... Rahul calls and puts him back in present saying that all are ready and waiting out......

Riddhima looks up at Amaan so sweetly...and thinks.." mujhe sab pata hai.. kahan jaana hai.. Di theek kehe rahi thi.. tum ladke kabhi nahi badalo ge..."

Armaan manages to make some excuse and quickly hugs her and leaves.. on reaching the door, something compels him and he comes back to her, turns her and kisses her on her forehead " i love you.."

Riddhima just looks at him and realizes that Armaan can never do any wrong...she softly whispers " i love you too.."

As if hearing this he turns and winks at her ..Little later girls come and ponder Riddhima with thousand questions.. she does her best to convince them otherwise but in next 10 minutes all are off to Gupta farm house to beat the shit out of the guys...

Niki:"its gonna be one hell of a party boys.."

An:" you bet..."

Mu:" khote de putar.. ab dekh tera keema kaise banta hai.."

Ki:" sabak sikhana ka waqt aagaya hai.."

Ri:" Sorry Armaan, whispers to herself ..." feeling really bad for now the boys are in BIG BIG TROUBLE..


GUPTA FARM HOUSE....

There is complete silence as the girls enter the farmhouse.. only the tinkling of payals, bangles and heavy lehenga and swishing against each other and are making noise...everything is super quiet as if no one was here... but Abhimanyu's open jeep was a sure indicator of the boys being here..As they near the entrance a blasting music hits the ear drums all girls making them scream .. but their shouts are covered by the blarring music... Anjy points to an open window which leads to the kitchen and that takes to the hall.. they manage to climb in with great difficulty as their attire was certainly not made for window jumping...they slowly creep into the hall through the kitchen and the sight they see leave them spell bound.. speechless and in utter shock... !!!

see this, you will know why they stared in shock!


http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=aaeEtZCJSFc

(This vm is compiled by Ritika, who has done a splendid job.. Thanks so much for all ...luv)

so have fun and enjoy... and you can guess what the girls did later after they saw their respective partners dance to this jingle...heheeheh !!! we sure can... !

hope u had fun! khaane khaake jaana!

loads of love,
Dia,
Navya &
Niha

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Lesson 36: Earned Love is an Oxymoron

Lesson 36
Earned love is an oxymoron
Thanks shruti,rini,psx,sanya for your wonderful comments

There are a lot of oxymoron around- phrases in which one word appears to contradict the next. For example, ‘sanitary landfill’, military intelligence,’ council worker. I believe earned love is an oxymoron too. You do not earn love, you give love irrespective of whether the beloved deserves to be loved. True love loves even the unworthy.

US psychiatrist, Dr Karl Menninger said, ‘love is a basic need of human being for without it life is disrupted emotionally, mentally, spiritually and physically. We all need to be loved. It is a greatest need of all humanity.
Isn’t it amazing that in a game of tennis love means nothing; zero but in life love is everything. Love is seeking to make another person happy. I used to say to myself I just want some one to love me. And then I realized that is the philosophy of an empty person. But to truly love u must seek to love someone. U sees u can only love out of fullness; u cannot love out of emptiness. U loves your children, your spouse and yourself out of fullness.

The story is told of a young soldier in the Korean War who telephoned his mother to say ‘mum I am coming home. The parents were so happy that they said son we cannot wait for u get home we have not seen u in a long time. The son said but mom dada I want to bring my friend home. Sure son they said bring as many u like he said. No mum u do not understand this friend of mine has suffered a lot through a bomb blast he lost his right eye. His parents told he can stay with us for a while. The son responded but mom u do not understand not only he lose his right eye but also his right arm and his right leg as well. Mother said son we are so happy that u are coming home that we want u to bring friends but don’t u realize that after a while this boy is going to become a burden on us financially. If u want him to stay with us for long time u have to understand that challenges it presents us. This is going to be burden for all of us son so just come on home. But bring your friend he can stay for a while but we cannot have him to stay with us forever. the young soldier hung up the phone . a few weeks later the parents received a letter from military saying their son has fallen from a balcony in his apartment. To their horror when they wentr to identify the body they discovered that the boy who had lost eye the arm, and the leg was their own son. He had been testing his parents to find out if his love had to be earned.
U sees earned love is an oxymoron. We choose to give it and we must give it unconditionally.

Extract from power principles
To rise above adversity
From pat mesiti

My personal related to karan

After his marriage in my home everybody says yaar ab to pagalpan chod for them who feel that he is married so they are having less interested in dmg and watching karan for them just one thing.

I personally love him because of his hot body, good looks, screen persona, romance he depicted from his eyes to his girlfriend either real or reel life . Does this change even he is married. No this things will not change for sure then how does my love can change for him guys though he is married I still love him and will go on loving him.

Love u karan
Karan ki dewani
Kalyug ki meera mithila

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Pyar Ishq Aur Mohabbat - Episode 16 & 17

Title: Pyaar Ishq Aur Mohabbat
Episode: 16
Author: Abeer Khan

Recap: Armaan realises that Ridhimma is in some sort of tension...The NIG(New Intern Gang) have fun at Aditya's House..

Scene 1: Mallik Residence..
Armaan was very disturbed since the whole scene happened in the Fire Escape.. Is basket hiding something from me....Why is she behaving like this... He need to find out... But wait.. If i just ask her questions l might upset her more...

These thoughts were just killing him... Agar is duniya mein koi aise cheez hai jo woh nahi dekh sakhta toh woh hai Ridhimma Ke aanso....

He parked his car outside... He came out of his car. All messed up in thoughts... He thought to first check what is up with ridhimma.. is she ok??

He looked her and there... He took a ladder from The Garden and Climbed upto the balcony which is connected to His and Ridhimma's Bedroom.

He climbed up... He caught hold of the Balcony and looked up.. The balcony door was open.. He saw something which he never wanted to see.. He saw.. Ridhimma Sitting on the Bed.. Crying...

R: Armaan.. Main tumhe khona nahi chahti.. Armaan...

Armaan cudnt take it no more... He has got to find ot what goin on..

But in this state.. No.. I cant do this to Ridhimma anymore.. I trust her.. She will come to me and tell me whenever she feels like... Its ok.. I can manage till that time...

He came down and Went inside the house from the Main door... He wanted to cheer Ridhimma up...
There is nothing that can make MY BASKET cry...

He goes inside.. singing..

A: Basket.. kaha ho.. yaar... jaldi bahar aao...

Ridhimma clears her face and comes in the Hall..

Ar: Basket...... hugs her...

R: armaan.. kia baat hai aaj bohut khush ho..

A: ofcourse khush hoon. Basket kal sunday hai.. at last chutti... Accha chal.. Tum apne tracks pehn kar aao...

r: tracks??

a: Basket... (holds her from her waist).. bohut din hue basket ball khele.. c'mon...

r: armaan.. mera sach mein dill nahi hai basket ball khelne ke liye... pls..

a: jaanta hoon.. tumhare mood theek nahi hai.. isiliye.. toh hum basket ball khelne jaarahe hai.. ..

R: Armaan..

a: chalo na basket.. plss(makes a baby face)

r: accha.. theek hai.. 2 mins roko..

A: Ok.. Jaldi aana lekin...

Ridhimma goes back to her bedroom .. she changes and then both of them leave for the BB court.


Scene 2: Garewal Residence...

Since they are Married.. for the world.. they have been sharing the same house... They both pay the rent and they both share the bills... The both help each other like good friends.. and they fight with each other like good enemies...

Muskaan was sitting in the TV Hall watching her fav .. kyunki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi.... The episode in which The immortal Baa...at last dies..

She was sobbing.. ..

Rahul came.. and changed the channel. he wanted to watch highlights of today India v/s England series match.. which he missed due to Hospital Duties...


Ra: Pata nahi Highlights shuru hui bhi ke nahi..
Muskaan look at him..

M: Abey saale.. Mere serial miss hogaya to..?? Jaldi wapus Star Plus laga..


Ra: Muskaan. tu kya saas-bahu serials dekhti rehti hai..

Mu: Maine kaha remote Wapus kar...

Ra: Muskaan mujhe Aaj ka match dekhna hai ..pls..


Mu: Mujhe nahi pata.. Mera serial miss hua na toh mein .. tujhe itna peetongi...

She stands up with a pillow in her hand and she Runs to sofa.. and hits him.. she loses her balance and falls on Rahul...

ra: God is she beautiful or what....

Muskaan was blushing... She felt his warm breathe near her.. They both were really close to each other.. Aaj naajane kyun.. magar woh nahi chahti thi ke woh..usse ab door hojaye... She wanted him close real close..

TING TONG!!!!!!!!!!!

Mu: Rahul...(in a husky low tone)

R: Haan.. Muskaan...

Mu: Doodh Wala...

Ra: Kia???


Scene 3: Basket Ball Court...

Armaan and Ridhima arrive at the Basket Ball Court.. Ridhimma dint speak in the car. She was not even in the mood to play.. But she can never say no to Armaan..

Ar: Chalo Basket.. Court Agaya...

R: Haan..Chalo..


They were going inside when they saw that 2 people are already there..

Ar: Arey Ridhimma Dekho waha toh koi hai..

R: Kaun??

A: pata nahi ..nazar nahi araha...

Ridhimma looked a bit more carefully...

Voic: KARAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ar-Ri: Karan??

Voice: Cheating...

Kara: Kaise cheating..Shilpa...

Ar-Ridz: Karan & Shilpa... ohh..

Sh: Kaisi Cheating??? Tum ne ..

K: Maine..

Sh: ohhhhhhh.... (angry)

K: AWWWW... Tum gusse mein kitni cute lagti ho..

He goes and hugs her.. but she shrugs him away..

Sh: (imitating him) aww.. tum gusse mein kitni cute lagti hoon.. hmm.. mujhe tumse baat hi nahi karni

Ka: Kyun???

Sh Kyun.... Kyunki kyunki tum..

Ka: (now in passionate voice) Kyunki...

Sh: ( lost in his voice) woh...

Ka: Kaho... Main sun raha hoon...

Sh: Kuch nahi...she blushed and leaves the court..

Ka: Arey Suno...

Sh: Bye Karan..

Ka: Arey.... runs behind her... AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Sh: Karan!!!

Ka: AAAP!!!???

Ar: haan.. main..!!! Dr Kapoor aap yaha kia karahe hai???

Ka: Sir.. main..

Sh: ohh god!!!

Ri: tum kaha jarahi hoo??

Sh: Argg!! Dr.Ridhimma aap??

Ar: Dr.Ridhimma.. Dekhrahi hain.. Hamare doo interns kia karahe hai..

Ri Jee haan.. Dr. Armaan.. dekh rahi hoon..

Karan & Shilpa were scared... Armaan and Ridhimma were sounding so Professional at this hour..

Shi: Whispering..Karan aaj hum dono suspend hone wale hai pakka..

Ka: I know... man we are screwd...

Ar: Laughing.. JUST LOOK AT YOUR FACES..... HAHAHHA MAN... We are just joking guyz.. Relax

Ri: HAHAH.. just look at ur selfs... hahah..

Armaan was happy that Ridhimma forgot about her tensions for a while.. But he still was curious
... he wants to know whats troubling Ridhimma So much..

Scene 4: Next Day Sunday!!!

Armaan was thinking about the whole scene that happened yesterday ...

He can not stop thinking about Ridhimma.. He has to know what is goin on... But how...

But first he has to know how to take Ridhimma's mind out of this... He can't see her like this anymore.. But what???

He calls Rahul...

Ra: Hey Armaan.. Kaha hai yaar.. Watsup??

Arm: Kuch khaas nahi.. Tum log kia karahe ho..

Ra: Kuch nahi tu bol...

Ar: Eh.. Nuthin much.. Accha sun.. Kaafi din hogaye hum sub kahi bahar nahi gaye...

Ra: Haan yaar.. Baat to teri sahi hai.. Toh koi plan??

Ar: Haan... Kyun na hum sub aur Naye interns milkar kahi bahar jaye??

Ra: Hmmm.. Not a bad Idea...Aur yaar Dr. Keerti ko bhi lekar chalte hai.. Jabse Head bani hai.. She dint really spend time with us..

Ar:Haan.. Dr. Keerti aur Dr. Shubhankar ke Begair maza kaha ayega?

Ra: True... So Kab Aur Kaha?

Ar: woh mein tujhe thodi der mein SMS karta hoon.. Alrite..

Ra: Cool... then c ya..

Ar:Bye

After speaking to Rahul.. Armaan decided to call the interns... He first Dialed Karan Kapoor..

Well Karan decided that he has worked a lot this whole week.. So he is gonna sleep.. But. As we all know.. Ke hum jabhi sone ke koshish karte hai.. Credit Cards wale hame hamesha phone karke tang karte hai.. Which is quiet Annoying @ times.


Ka: (sleep) Hello..
Vo: Hello Sir, Good morning. Mein ICICI bank se (sorry to use the name) se baat karahi hoon. Sir hamare yaha naye Loan schemes aye hai.

Ka: Madam... Dekhiye.. Main kisi bhi loan mein interested nahi hoon.. Yeh subah se aapki 5th call hai.. Main aap se kitni baar kaho ke aap yaha phone mat kare..

Vo: Ok sir... How about personal loan.. Sir Aapna ghar Mumbai main banana kitna mushqil hai..

Ka:Mujhe koi bhi personal loan ki zaroorat nahi hai

Vo: Ok then Sir... How about Car Loan..

Ka: Maine na .. Hummer H3 Import karvaya hai..Aapna Ghar bech ke Hummer Kharidli.. Hows that??

Vo: Toh phir sir.. You need a Home Loan...

Ka: Not really.. Kyunki Maine Wohi Hummer H3 Apne Land lord ke upar chala di.. Aur marne se pehle Woh apna ghar mere naam karke Narkvasi hogaya..

Vo: Well then Sir, We come back to Square 1.. Personal loan.. Advocates ko dene ke liye fees ki bhi toh zaroorat padhti hai.. Haina sir..

Ka: You know what.. Just shut the God Damn Phone...

Annoyed to the extent.. He Disconnects the phone

TRING TRING...

Ka: Kamino.. Kutte Ek ek ko chun chun ke marounga chun chun ke marounga...

Ar: Hel...

Ka: Zalilo.. ek baar samjhane mein baat samjhme hai aati.. Mujhe koi loan nahi chahiye.. Why don't u leave me alone yaar.. Main..Tumhari..

Ar: Dr. Karan Kapoor..

Ka: Hello.. KAUN.??

Ar: Aapne phone ki taraf ek baar dikhlijiye.. Pata chal jayenga..

Karan removed the Phone from his ears and looked at this Screen..

BOSS!!

Ka: Hyla!!!! Armaan Sir...!!??

Ar: Dr. Karan.. Pechana??

Ka: I am sorry.. Sir... Woh actualy mein..

A: Its ok.. Koi baat nahi..

K: Anyways sir.. Aapne kaise phone kia?

A: Apne phone se.

K: Oh..

Ar: Mere matlab hai.. Ke Hum sabhi Senior Doctors ne Ek plan banaya hai.. Ke aaj sham ko Ham sub kahi bahar chale..

K: Oh.. Thats so cool sir...

A: I know.. Waise kia aap Baaki ke Interns ko Inform kardenga??

Ka: Of course sir.. Aap kahen aur main nah mano.. Aisa kabhi hua hai?

Ar: Dr. Karan.. Its ok.. Aapko mujhe its Butter karne ki zaroorat nahi hai.. Ok .. Good bye.. Sham ko milte hai .. I'll sms u the Venue in a while..

Ka: Sure sir..

Ar: Good Bye.

Ka: Good Bye.

Precap:

Old Intern Gang V/s New Intern Gang.

Title:
Episode: 17
Author: Abeer Khan

Armaan Arranges a Get together for the Old intern Gang and The New Intern Gang....



Scene 1: Karan & Avni

Karan realised that this is the first time the whole intern gang is going out with the Senior Doctors.. This is the best chance to Impress Shilpa. If he proves to be a sweet and simple guy ...who cares for his friends...which he actually does then she might start to like him.. At least she might start a good friendship.. Because he feels that due to his previous behavior he has hurted Shilpa a lot. And he has to make up for it.

Karan felt that he should not call Shilpa himself..

Ka: Hey Anvi Watsup?
Av: Karan???? Tu iss waqt sub theek toh hai na?
Ka: Abey haan.. Sun mujhe abhi subah Dr.Armaan ka phone aya tha..
Av: Arey teri Job chali gayi.. So sorry to know.. Koi baat nahi.
Ka: Chup kar.. Unhone ne ham sub ko sham me bulaya hai.
Av: Really? Kyun?
Ka: I dunno.. Maybe aise hi.
Av: OH...
Ka: So... Tu arahi hai na
Av: Ofcourse.. I mean hum sub jarahe hai na...
Ka: Haan. Accha doosre ko bhi batade. I mean Shilpa, Salman n all
Av: Haan Haan. Dont worry.
Ka: Theek hai phir Mein tujhe thodi der mein Venue SMS karta hoon..ok
Av: Ok cool
Ka: Chal Bye.
AV: Ok boss.!

Avni called Salman, Ermeena, Aditya n Shilpa and told them about the whole plan.

Scene 2: Mallik Residence

Arm: Basket..
Ridhimma was working in the Kitchen ...

Ri: Haan armaan kia baat hai
Ar: Basket bahar aao.. Pls..
Ri: Oho... (after coming out) Kaho..
Ar: Basket.. Hame aaj sham ko bahar jana hai.
Ri: Kaha?
Ar: Woh toh surprise haan. ok
Ri: Armaan.. Tum our tumhare surprises.. Sudhar jao..
Ar: Basket.. Agar main sudhar gaya toh phir..Life mein maza kaise ayega?
Ri: Haan.. Yeh to hai.. Agar tum na ho..She felt quiet.
Ar: Kia hua? Chup kyun hogayi..
Ri: Kuch nahi.. Kuch kaam yaad agaya. I have to go.
Ar: Ridhimma suno to..

But she left.. Armaan really getting Worried for his Ridhimma.

Scene 3: Avni and Aditya

After receiving the The sms from Karan She forwarded it to Aditya... WIthout anything else written with it.

Ad: Hey Avni.. Yeah kya hai..
Av: Yeah ek Jagah hai!!(In a DON type like voice)
Ad: Woh toh mujhe bhi maloum hai lekin yeah mujhe kyun SMS kia?
Av: Abey yaar.. Jaga kaunsi hai?
Ad: Club hai
Av: Toh club mein kia bhajan keertan karne jayenge.. Obvious si baat hai Senior Drs. hum interns ke saath hang out karne waale hai Aaj sham ko. 8 baje pohach jaana.. Ok
Ad: Ok
Av: Chal ab phone rakh.. Good Bye
Ad: Haan chal bye

Scene 4: Joshi Residence

Atul thought that Anjali hasnt shopped in a while. But actually she did and she "forgot" to tell him about it.

So Atul as we all know always looking for a chance to impress Anjali.. Wanted to gift anjali something which she could wear Tonight...

At: Anjali....
An: Yes atul... I am here...
At: Anjali yeh dekho mein tumhare liye kia laya hoon..
An: Kia hai Atul?
At: He gave her a box.

Anjali opened the Specially Gift wrapped box and found an extremely beautiful Evening Dress In it....

An: Atul yeh..with a blank expression
At: Haan anjali.. Yeah main tumhare liye laya hoon.. Tumhe pasand hai na?
An: Actually atul.. Dress toh bohut khoobsurat hai. Lekin Problem yeah hai. Ki...
At: Kia hua anjali..
An: Atul remember tumhara credit card mere paas rehgaya tha...Toh maine apne liye shopping karli aur Maine yehi same Dress kharidi hai.. I already have this..

Atul din't feel bad that she used his credit card without his information..

At: Oh god anjali.. I am so sorry.. Main bhi kitna bevakoof hoon.. Jo tumhare liye same dress kharidli. I am really very Sorry Anjali.. He actually had tears in his eyes. Because His Anjali dint like what he did for her.

Anjali noticed his eyes.. She straightened herself.. Went upstairs to her Bedroom.Opened her cupboard ...took the same dress out ..

While coming down from the stairs.

At: Anjali kia karahi ho?
An: Wait Atul...
At: Anjali?
Anjali teared the dress into several pieces....

At: Anjali?
An: Haan atul.. Tum mere liye yeah itne pyaar se laye ho.. Agar mein tumhe niraash kardo.. Toh mujhe khud accha nahi lage ga...
At: Seriuosly anjali?
An: Seriuosly Atul...
At: Thank you Anjali..
An: Atull..
At: Haan..
An: i love you..
At: Blushin... I love you too anjali..

Scene 5: ****Its Party Time****

The Old Intern gang reached there first back to back..
First came Rahul and Muskaan..
Rahul was wearing a Black Shirt and Blue Denim Jeans..And ofcourse his Gel hairstyle is still on..
Muskaan was wearing a Normal Black Top with Black Jeans..

Mu: Oye teri.. Lagta hai hum pehle agaye..

Ra: Late hona Toh in logoun ki adaat hai..

Mu: Oye chal chod.. Kuch order karte hai..

Ra: Haan paise nikal phir order karte hai(sacarstic)

Mu: Oye Phitte Moo.. Jab dekho tab.. Teri Fakhati kabhi khatm hogi bhi ya nahi?

Ra: Oye chup kar.. Main tera pati hoon samjhi..

Mu: Oho.. Sorry pati dev....

Ra: Better..

Mu: Ek haath lagaoungi na bhikhar jayega!!! samjh gay na AAP pati dev??

Ra: Muskaan.!!!!

Armaan & Ridhimma Enters...
Armaan obviously the hottie.. He wore a white shirt. Aur obvious si baat yeah hai ki Us shirt ke upar ke button khole hoge.. So predictable... hhehehehe ;)

Ridhimma for a change wore jeans...and a long top.. But ofcourse Chahhe hamari Ridhimma Kuch bhi pehenle.. Woh toh hamesha hi Acchi lagti hai..

Ar: Abey tum logoun ko sharm nahi aati.. Kitna ladte ho yaaar...

Mu: Dekhna hero.. Yeah

Ra: Abey yeah Hero hero Kia hai??

Ar: Haan toh...Main hoon hi Hero jaise.. He gave Muskaan a Hi-5...Kyun Ridhimma?
Ridhimma who was quiet the whole day..
Just gave a small smile..

Mu: Oye Ridzee... Kia hua yaar..

Ra: Koi baat nahi Ridhimma ...Ab kia karsakhte hai.. Muskaan ka Yeah munda hai hi is kism ka ke use dekhe Raat ko Maha-Bhayankar Sapne....

Mu: Oye Tu hota kaun hai..

Ra: Rahul... Naam toh suna hi hoga?

Mu: Haan suna hai.. Meri Kutte ka naam tha.. Punjab mein tha...

Ra: Teri to..

Ar: Bas karo.... Tum log ki toh main..

Ri: Guyz.. Aisa kuch bhi nahi hai.. Bas meri tabiyat theek nahi hai.. Isiliye.. warna everything is ok... Just relax aur tum log ladna bandh karo yaar..

Ar: Exactly... Kameeno.. Tum log Gabbar ki fauj ke sipahi lagte ho..

Anjali and Atul Enters..
Anjali was wearing the same Evening Dress Atul Gifted her...
And atull was wearing A casual jeans and shirt.. But he was looking really cute in it...

An: Gabbar toh tum ho Armaan... To yeah log tumhare sipahi hue?

Mu: HAHAHHAHAH :)

At: Aisa mat bolo mere bhai ke baare mein..

An: Hi ridzee....

Ri: With a dry Smile .. Hi di..

An: Kia baat hai Ridzee.. Not in mood?
Ridhimma just smiled.. and she understood the whole thing she and muskaan exchanged looks.. They both understood whats going on.. They both knew what Ridhimma is going thru..

Just then the new Intern Gang Enters..
First its Karan..

He was lookin hot.. He wore a white shirt with a black jacket and denim jeans..

Then entered Shilpa..
Shilpa was wearing a white salwar kameez.. but it had something to it.. It was back less.. with a dori..
Its not normal for her.. But Ermeena and Avni made her wear those clothes.. A make over.. Shilpa's worst nightmare..

Then entered Ermeena..
She was looking really cute in a Pink salwar suit..

Then entered Avni..
Avni .. Ko koi bhi nahi badl sakhta ..yeah toh pakka hai.. She as usual was wearing A sweatshirt. with jeans.. And ofcourse NO MAKE-UP!!!!!!!! Avni is a make-over artist.. par khud kabhi kuch nahi karti ..

Then Entered Salman..
He was wearing a navy blue shirt with Black Jeans..


Then Entered Aditya..
He was wearing a black jeans. and a cream coloured shirt.

Ka: Hello Sir... To Armaan.
Ar: Karan.. Heyloo.. Abey yaar.. Yeah Sir Wir.. Hospital mein.. Bahar.. We r friends.. ok so call me Armaan...and you can also call me "Shero"

Ridhimma gave him a dangerous look..

Ar: After looking at her..ok.. now you can't call me Shero..

Ka: Why sir?

Ar: Headquarters se Orders aye hai.. isiliye.. So make sure that you don't call me Shero.. Its not good for your health our my health..hehe

Ka: Ok sir.. I mean Armaan.

The girls went directly to the ladies ....Well.. Jab aurtein miljaati hai.. Toh chahe unki jo bhi umar ho.. Ek kona pakad kar baatein shuru hona...laazmi hai..

Av: Hi maam.. U look gorgeous in this dress..(to anjali)

An: Thank you Avni..

Mu: Oye. Avni.. Yeah kia hau.. Sweat Shirt.. ??

Av: Maam.. Meri life ka ek osool ahi.. Main kisi ke liye bhi nahi badl ti.. Agar mera mood na ho.. Toh main shaadi mein bhi Sweat Shirt Pehkar jao. Aur haath milakar wapus ajao..(All proud of herself)

Mu: Ohoo.. Kia bandi hai yaar?

An: Shilpa ..I must say.. White looks great on you..

Shilpa who is not actually used to compliments.. Because she never really got any.. Was happy that someone liked her ..

Sh: Thank you..

Ri: Yes.. Shilpa pata hai .. Maine bhi bilkul tumhari tarha thi.. Yeah yun kaho.. Ke tum meri tarha ho?

Sh: I really would wish ke main apki tarha hoon..

Ri: Kyun?

Sh: Aap itni acchi doctor hai.. Aapki tarha kaun nahi bana chahta..

Ri: Thank you.

On the other hand, the men noticed that the boys are focusing somewhere else.

Ar: Karan??? Kaha ho?

Ka: Jee ...Jee Sir.?

Ar: Kidhar?

Ka: Kuch nahi sir..

Ar: beta.. dekh ..hamne bhi yeh kaafi harkate ki hai.. So... Hamse mat chupa.. Saaf Saaf nazar araha hai.. :)

Ka: Arey nahi sir..

Ar: phir sir? Call me armaan..yaar

Ka: Ok armaan.

Ar: Hmm.. Shilpa pasand hai?

Ka: Coughing... Arey nahi sir..I mean armaan.. aisa kuch nahi hai. main toh bas..

Ar: Main to bas yunhi.. Aise hi suddenly.. mujhe yeh sub nahi sunna.. Jaldi sab sach bata..

K: I mean.. She is a really good friend of mine..

Ar: Oh...(naughtily)

Ka: I..

Ar: Haan haan.. U guyz are friends..

Ri: Kiss bare mein baat horahi hai..?


Ka: (signaling not to say anything)

Ri: Kia hua?

Ar: Woh ridhiima... Ham to bas aise hi.. U know just talking..

Ri: oh... well.. waha tumlogo ko bula rahe hai

Scene 2: Ladies Room..
Ermeena was totally fidaa over salman.. Not that he was dressed something special.. But for Ermeena. He was always special..She felt her cheeks getting warm..Whenever She saw him.. or whenever she noticed him looking at her. Standing in front of the mirror.. Thinking about him.. Is filmy..

Av: Oye Ermoo.. Kia hua kya soch rahi hai

Er: Kuch nahi

Av: Oye.. Tu theek hai na?

Er: Nahi.. Mujhe kuch hogaya hai

Av: Kya hua?

Er:(realised what she just said)Eh.. Kuch nahi

Av:Dekh.. Tune abhi abhi.. Accha chal chod..

Er: Haan..

Av: Accha.. Ab bahar bhi chal.. Kya saari zindagi bathroom mein guzaregi?

Er: haan chal..

Outside...

Ridhimma felt a little better ... She was with her friends ...family.. armaan.. she was enjoying herself...


Ri: Guyz i'll b back...

Ar: Kaha jaarahi ho? ( naugtily)

Ri: Ladies Room...

A: Ohh.. Ladies....

R: Armaan...(warningly)

A: accha jaldi aaw... ok...

R: bas yun gayi aur yu aayi...

A: Ok...

She leaves... She goes to the ladies room.. she finds the room empty.... She freshen up... Opens her bag... to have a touch-up.. She finds a lady beside her in a burqa... She is fully covered and ridhimma realises that she is looking at her.. At first she she ignores her but when she realises that she IS looking at her.. she asks..

R: Excuse me.. Kia main aapki kuch madad karsakti hoon?

The lady is quiet.

Ridhimma starts walking towards the door..

Lady: Ridhimma Shashank Gupta.....

Ridhimma recognises the voice and looks back...
she starts to sweat... she feels her body losing balance....

Ri: Kaun ho tum? Kyun mere peeche padi ho?

La: Main kaun hoon... Main woh hoon jiski tumne zindagi barbad ki hai.. Main woh hoon.. Jiska tumne pyaar cheena hai.. Tumhari wajeh se mera pyaar mujhse judaa hogaya.. Tumne aapni is so called sadgi ka natak karke.. mera armaan mujhse cheen liya...

Ri: Armaan mera hai.. Tum ho kaun???

La: Main tumhari barbadi hoon.. Armaan ka asli pyaar main hoon.. Armaan mera hai.. Aur meri pehli dhamki ka tumpe kuch khaas asar nahi hua.. lekin shayad I need to teach you ke Armaan mere liye kia mayne rakhta hai.. And for that I need to KILL YOU!!!

Ri: What!!!

She takes out a Gun from her sleeve... And points it on ridhimma's forehead....

La: You have to leave Ridhimma.. Kyunki agar tumhari yeh saanse chalti rahengi.. to mera armaan mujhse door hojayega.. And I dont want that.. So say your prayers.. Cuz its time to say good bye...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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The DIVINE SEARCH

Hello & Hi!!!

How is life?

As you and every one in blog is aware today is Our Old is Gold Pu (Shilpu = Shilpa Anand) Birthday so i have taken lot of efforts for this;

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The DIVINE SEARCH

... Sanju

Dear Friends, Dearest Brothers, Dearest Dear Sisters & Dearest of All Silent Readers.

No Cakes, No Balloons, No Teddies, No Chocolates, No Puppies, No Gifts, No Orchids & No Capris ...

Ju has brought for Pu, her All time Favourite and Very Very Special Chinese Cuisine; specially prepared by me sitting awake whole night and therefore all are invited that Please come one and Please come all to celebrate Our Pu Birthday.





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This One is dedicated to her...

From the time when I was a juvenile man,
Modest added than a schoolboy,
I looked through around for it;
My Divine Search.

An explanation, which will release me,
The section of the enigma,
Which will absolute me;
My manifestation, my character assistant.

I looked all over the place,
but qualified thumbs down for love at first sight,
No lightning bolt, no electric astonishments;
I propelled in the expanse of time,
in hold of my wonderful other,
But that’s not correct to say that I sought precision,
I didn’t have a set of influential dynamism;
Not Hair Colour, Transparent Eyes, Soft touch,Tip top shape...

Flueny Accent, Cute Complexion,
Social Background, Interests or even the Age;

I didn’t have a vision of her,
I didn’t even know what I requisite.

But felt within beating heart when I see her; I would know,
Not that I went in chase looking; out for her,
I didn’t engage in holy quests or hot pursuits.

I knew that if it was suppose to happen: it would,
If I were predestined to be on my own: then so be it,
Subsequently I set out about my breathing,
My life; plenty work, more presentations...
Fewer friends & holidays laze in forty winks,
And I had a very blissful life,
not a vacant endurance;
Just a sensitivity of being curtailed.

One of the gratification of existence for me;
Was occupy time in my passion for writing,
No guidance but have been scribbling what came in thoughts,
Filled on paper with fond reminiscence of old time friends;
Just 1 - 10 as all of them, not too many to name.

One night as I sat poolside; narrating a character,
At Sangeet ceremony of a friend; food served at platter,
All listened attentively for Ridz; it did matter...

Subjected to the silence; my hand hit the spoon,
As I dropped it to the floor; inexplicably,
I bowed down to retrieve it;
but another hand reached it first,
as we both stood up...

I breathed her cologne then I met her gaze,
Saw the beam on her lips and sparkle in her eye.
Her hair as if taken off; the wing of a plane,
Land directly on me; seems winter spice rain,
As she placed the spoon in my hand...

Our fingers touched for the briefest moment;
and a shiver of voltage decided between us,

“Ah! there you are,” I tell to myself,

“Yes! Ju, Here I am,” Pu conceivably said to herself.


... Sanju

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The Green Blue Hues - Chapter 11: Trouble, Trouble

Hey guys...

Okk..seriously...really sorry cudnt post earlier...but i am justified cuz aj Eid thi, and i was busy all day long. Anyways, sorry again. Heres the next part. Hope u guys like it.

Chapter 11: Trouble, Trouble!!!!

Riddhima: Armaan…will you tell me where you are taking me??



Armaan: Riddhima…even a slightly literate person knows this place is called a bathroom…you know, where we change, and bathe and…



Riddhima: Shut up!! I know this is a bathroom…what I don't know is, why you brought me here??



Armaan: umm…yeah…(hears a shout from down: ARMAAAN)…listen..i gotta go…main D ko bhejta hun, she will explain everything…



He runs out of the bathroom…



Riddhima: wait…Armaan…listen….GOD!! He is going to drive me nuts…



Armaan runs down from his room, adjusting his shirt, closing the buttons as he went down. In the hall, there were a lot of people crowded. As he came, the crowd, which was basically all his cousins and family, dispersed to show an old, bald man sitting on a wheelchair, wearing a traditional 'dhoti' and holding a cane. As Armaan walked forward to him, a smile came onto his wrinkled face. He raised his arms towards him, while sitting on the seat. Armaan jumped the last two stairs and ran towards him, and hugged him tight, sitting on his knees. Then they separated from the hug, and the old man held his face with both his hands.



Man: mera bachaa!! Kesa hai tu…



Armaan: main theek hun Da-jee…ap kese hain??

Da-jee: ab tujhe dekh lia hai to theek hi hun….(smiles)



Armaan smiles too, then holds his hand.



Armaan: ap fikar na karain…ab to main yahiin hun na, ap ke pass…



Da-jee: haan haan….pehle bhi yehi keh ker gaya tha, ke da-jee, jaldi wapas ajaun ga…aur dekh, puray 3 saalon baad aya hai…



Armaan smiles and looks around at everyone. They all look down at the grandfather-grandson together and smile adoringly.







Armaan: aa to gaya na Da-jee…aura b bilkul nahi jaunga…promise….



Da-jee: hmmmm….(he stares at Armaan) ab ghaur se dekhne de mujhe…3 saal angrezon main reh ker aya hai…kahiin koi gori maim to nahi phassa li??(laughing)



Armaan laughs, but before he could say anything, an old, petite small woman comes forward and holds his ear.



Bey-jee: gori maim kia phasaye gay eh nalaik….shadi ker ke agaya hai!!!



Armaan stands up, holding his ear, making a painful face.



Armaan: OUCH!!! Bey-jee….kia kar rahi hain??



Bey-Jee: kia kar rahi hun main?? Tu kia kar ke aya hai khotay…(hits hi back) sharam nahi ati tujhe…bina bataye bina puchay shadi ker li…na bataya na koi sallah li..pata nahi kiss se shadi ker li….teri jaisi hi hogi koi who bi…



Everyone laughs…Armaan puts his arms around his adorable grandmother.



Armaan: Bey-jee….ab ap yeh dadi banana band kero na….girlfriend ho meri, aissay thori na marte hain…(winks at her)



Bey-jee: hatt besharam…(hits him, laughing) ab shadi ho gayi hai…ab to insane bann ja…



Just then Da-jee calls him again. His grandfather was the strictest person in their family. Nobody dared say anything in front of him. Armaan was his 'laadla', and only he could get away with a few things, but even he was afraid of him. Whenever he got angry, everyone used to get really scared of him.



Da-jee: Armaan….(in a strong voice)



Armaan gulped and sat down next to him.



Armaan: jee Da-jee…



Da-jee: dekh beta…tu ne shadi ker li hai, uss per humne kuch nahi kaha, yeh soch ker ke tere maa baap khud iss barray main faisla le leinge ke kia karna hai….ab who larki iss ghar main agai hai, usko iss ghar ki parampara aur riwajon ka khyal rakhna hoga…ab who humari izzat hai…samjha??



Armaan: jee Da-jee….ap fikar na karain…Ragz wohee keregi jo ap kahain ge…



Da-jee frowns as he hears the name.



Da-jee: Ragz?? Ye kesa naam hai???



Armaan: (gulps again) umm…nahi who…uska naam Riddhima hai…par main ussay….Ragz kehta hun…



Da-jee stares at him. In the meantime, Bey-jee intervenes. (just in case you guys were wondering, everyone had dispersed to do some work)



Bey-jee: yeh tum bachon ke bhi ajeeb shauq hai….humare zamanay main to hum aik dusre ko naam se nahi bulatay thay…aur tum logon ne to nicknames rakhay huay hain…


Armaan giggles a little.



Bey-jee: acha ab jaa…aur le ker aa apni…kia tha who…haan Ragz ko….hum bhi to milaain…



Armaan nods and goes upstairs. Hopefully, Divya had done her work by now.



………………………………………….

Riddhima: You have GOT to be kidding me!! (looking at Divya in shock)



Divya looks at her and raises her eyebrows.



Riddhima: I mean…main yeh nahi pehen sakti…



Divya: (looks at the shalwar-suit in her hand) kyun…iss main kia problem hai??



Riddhima: dekhain D….i have NEVER worn an Indian suit…I don't know how to carry it…



Divya: ohooo…don't worry….its no big deal….you just go and change, I will be right back.



She goes out of the room, and Riddhima goes to the bathroom. She changes into the Patiala shalwar and short kameez, which was in the tones of light blue and off white. Try as she might, she could not reach the zip at the back of the shirt and couldn't zip it up. Huffing at it, she barged out of the bathroom and into the room. She stood in front of the mirror and tried again. Just then someone entered the room and closed to door behind him.



Riddhima: D yeh zip…(turns to find Armaan standing in front of her)



Armaan looks at her and is pleasantly shocked to see her dressed in the Indian suit. She was looking simple yet beautiful and he just felt a tiny spam in the pit of his stomach which he ignored as she started talking.



Riddhima: oh, thank God you are here!! I was waiting for someone to come help me…



Armaan: (frowns) with what??



Riddhima: with this!!! (sighing, she turned around and put her hair on one side)



Armaan is a bit shocked to see her bare back at such a moment. However, he ignored all the weird feelings inside him and walked over to her.



Armaan: here…let me help…



He deftly zipped up the shirt, his fingers lightly brushing against her bare skin. His mind kept giving him orders to do something weird, which he tend to ignore at the moment. This was probably not the time for one of those uncomfortable moments they kept having.



Armaan: yep…done!!



Riddhima: ahh thank God!! (turned to look at him) now please tell me…why am I made to wear these clothes??



Armaan: yeah…ummm….actually…my grandparents are here!!



Riddhima's eyes widened in excitement and she clapped her hands like a two year old.



Riddhima: Woww!! That's great…I love old people….mere koi grandparents nahi na….i just love them….i wanna meet…!!



Armaan: umm..yeah…I know!!! But the thing is….my da-jee is a bit strict….to unke samne, no jeans, no tops, no skirts, no capris…proper Indian larki bann ke rehna parta hai…!!



Riddhima gulped…



Armaan: and…unke samne, thora tameez se rehna parta hai…wese he is very sweet…but he is going to ask you a lot of stuff…so just be confident and don't panic…



Riddhima: okkaaayyyy…(gulps again) pata nahi kia hoga…what if I screw up??



Armaan: you wont!! Main hoon na…come on lets go…



Riddhima: hmmm..chalo…



She barges towards the door but Armaan holds her hand from behind.



Riddhima: what??



Armaan smirks and picks up the dupatta from the bed. Then walking closer to her, he drapes it around her shoulders.



Armaan: iske beghair gayi to Da-jee wahiin hum donon ko qatal ker deinge…(smirks)



Riddhima: oh no!! please…I can not for my life handle this dupatti thing…



Armaan: (laughs loud) it's a DUPATA….and it looks really good on you…seriously!!

Riddhima: yeah…I look like a real dumb-ass wearing this huge mound of cloth around my legs and this dupatta around my shoulders…its so slippery…(holding up the duppatta)



Armaan laughs and puts an arm around her…



Armaan: awww…come on…you look really pretty!!! I swear, I am like, a proud husband right now….



Riddhima looks at him, eyes narrowed



Riddhima: aren't you taking this marriage thing a bit too seriously?? Husband…?? (laughs)



Armaan laughs too.



Armaan: okay come on lets go…they are waiting…and yeah, please meri maa….(folds his hands together) behave yourself…


Riddhima: oh you just see…I will be the perfect, wat u call it, haan…the perfect 'bahu'!! Ab chalo…



She opens the door and Armaan looks at her, following her, praying that everything goes right....


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U Me Aur Hum - Episode 24

ARMAAN RIDHIMA SHAADI!!

Padma comes to look at her daughter. As she stands there, admiring her girl, slight tears fill her eyes. She just couldnt beleive how fast she had grown, had completed her studies, turned into a lady, was an intern, n today, she was gonna get married. Gosh!! How time flies! She walks towards Ridhima, who sat in front of the mirror, clad in a really pretty red beautiful lehenga which had heavy work on it. She had a stunning diamond necklace on her neck, n golden bangles, which were studded with beautiful diamonds, that made her look even more elegant.
Ridhima is almost done with those heavy earrings of hers, n the payals and that petite nose pin. She had a smack of make up on, n Padma vowed she had never seen a more pretty bride, ever.
Muskaan: kitni pyaari lag rahi hai (adjusting Ridhima's neck piece) Aaj to Armaan dekhkar pakka apna dil kho baithega...she winks at her.

Ridhima blushes, n smiles.

Padma keeps her hand on Ridhima's head n smiles
Padma: Mujhe to yakeen hi nai ho raha hai ki tu itni badi ho gayi hai...she puts her hand under Ridhima's chin, n kisses her forehead.

Padma: Main bohot khush hoon Ridhima...Armaan bohot pyaara ladka hai...aur main jaanti hoon ki who tujhe hamesha khush rakhega...

Anjali barges in the room, holding a nine-month old Arjun (her son) in her arms.

Anjali: Ridhma!! Baarat aa gayi hai...Chalo Muskaan, come! Mom!! Aap yahhan hain...? Sab aapko neeche dhoond rahe hain...Chaliye naa...!!

She looks at Ridhima, n tells her that she was indeed looking very pretty. They all go out, leaving Ridhima alone in her room.

Ridhima smiles, n remembers the times she had spent here, her childhood. She remembers the little tiffs she used to have with Anjali, the stupid games they used to play with each other, how they used to do up each other's hair...It was such fun!! Ridhima looks at the line of her teddy bears, all given by her daddy. That blue one, when she had won a swimming championship, that small little one, when she had obtained the first positon in her class, and that one, the one with that cute smile her father had gifted her when she had won her First Intern Of The Month Award. Her eyes fall upon a photograph of hers n Anjali. She picks it up n smiles.

Today was her big day. She was going to leave her house, the place where she had spent her entire life, till now. She was going to step into a totally new world tonight. A totally different world, n was going to be a part of another family...
She looks at herself in the mirror, n realises, how in a short while from now, her empty maang, would be filled with sindoor, n she wud change from Ridhima Shashank Gupta, to Ridhima Armaan Mallik, once n forever...She was going to share her life with him, now. Her happiness would be his, his troubles wud be hers...

Ridhima doesnt even realize, when Muskaan entered her room. Sapna n Anjali followed her.
Muskaan: Ridhima, chal...Dulha intezaar kar raha hai...there was a hint of naughtiness in the words she spoke

Sapna: Betaabi se intezaar ar raha hai, she laughs.

Anjali joins in too
Anjai: Yea...keh raha hai ki agar tu jaldi se neeche nai aayi na, to who upar aakar hi shaadi kar lega...
The girls giggle, n Ridhima looks down, shying.

Padma: Kyun tang kar rahe ho meri bachhi ko..? Ridhima, aao...

Ridhima stands up, managing her lehenga. She holds it from the edges, then walks out of her room. She walks down the stairs slowly, accompanied by Anjali, Sapna, n Muskaan. As Ridhima is walking, she can feel Armaan staring at her. Even though her head is bent down, n she cant even look at all the guests, n the decorations which adorned the house, she can just feel him looking at her. Her heart is beating against her chest, n she is living a feel, she had never felt. She doesnt know if its a good feel, or not. Perhaps, it was just that she was filled with mixed emotins: about leaving her house, her family, her parents, her room...

Suddenly she feels that her freinds were no longer walking with her. Ridhima looks up.
She sees Armaan standing there, right in front of her, holding his hand out, to take her with him. She blushes a deep red, not even daring to steal a glance at him, incase she would lose herself in his eyes.
She slowly gives her hand, into his. He takes it gently, then walks with her to the mandap. Once he was sure she was comfortably seated, Armaan sits down beside her. He is still holding her hand.

Armaan looks at Shashank as he tells the pandit to start with the pooja. He sighs as he recalls what all he they had gone through, to live this day, this moment. This was the biggest day of their lives, n he just wanted everything to be perfect. Stealing glances at his stunning looking bride, he just knows that they are meant to be together. He just feels it in him, in his breath, his heart n his heartbeats... They always were together, but then Ridhima's realisation that she really did love him, n could not even live a day without him, wa something he would never forget. The emotions n feelings he had at this particular time, were undescribable. More than being thirlled, he was overwhelmed with the fact that he loved her, he loved her so much, n that she felt the same for him. That was something he could relish throughout his life. All the moments, the times he had spent with her had been just beautiful. Those had been the most precious memories of his life. And then, this was just the beginning...

Armaan is diverted from this thoughts when he hears the Pandit ji saying something about keeping his hand on top of Ridhima's. He started with some mantra, n then made him keep some flowers, n soon all the rituals were complete.

Taking a look at Ridhima, Armaan notices that she had not once looked up at him. He wasnt able to see her face properly, n wondered if she was okay.
Ridhima, on the other hand, was feeling a bit weak. She had mixed feelings n emotions. It wasnt as if she wasnt happy, of course she was. She had waited impatiently for this day, this night, this moment. She knew she loved Armaan more than anything else, n also that she couldnt live without this person even for a single day. And she knew for a fact that he would always, always be there for her. All this was enough for her: his love, the faith they shared, n their future...
She had a wierd feeling in her stomach and was very overburdened because of that jewellery n that heavy chunari, n the lehenga...

Ridhima feels Armaan hold her hand. She looks up to look at him. His eyes were questioning if she was alright. She squeezes his hand back to let him know that she was perfectly fine. Giving her a slight smile, Armaan now turns to the pandit who mumbled : Varmaala pehna do...
Armaan nods, then stands up. He offers his hand to Ridhima. What with that heavy lehenga, n the chunari, the jewellery, she was just too glad for his help. Armaan goes near her, n smiles sweetly
Armaan: Tum theek ho...? He whispers

Ridhima nods

Armaan: pakka...?

Ridhima nods again, when Anjali taps her shoulder
Anjali: Agar aap dono ki khusar phusar khatam ho gayi ho, to varmala pehnayien...?

Ridhima smiles, n Armaan looks slightly embarassed. She takes the garland, n looks at Armaan.
He was standing there, in front of her, holding that garland in his hands. He was looking at her, like never before: that glint of love in his eyes, n that spark of warmth made her feel that she was the most lucky woman in the whole world. She notices that small dimple on his left cheek. His eyes imparted a feeling of love, care, faith n honesty. Ridhima just loses herself in his eyes.
She cudnt believe how lucky her starts were to get a someone like him in her life. He had been her best freind, over the past few years. She was proud to tell everyone about her 'fiance' for the past few weeks, n now soon he would turn into her husband.

Muskaan: Ridhima, Armaan ko baad mein dekh lena...uske liye poori zindagi pari hai...abhi use varmala to pehnao..!!

Ridhima comes back to her senses, n blushes to the core with Muskaan's comment. Armaan looks at her, his eyes saying: Aww!! yu love me chho much...?? mela baby...he gives her a small flying kiss, which went unnoticed by all, except her. She narrowes her eyes to warn him not to do these things. Armaan winks at her back. She looks down, feeling embarassed, as she hears everyone giggle around her. She looks up again, then very slowly, moving forward, she puts the garland in his neck. There was a rain of flowers over them, n everyone clapped.
Then it was Armaan's turn, n well, ofcourse he was waiting impatiently for this

He raise his arms, ready to make her his bride, when he realises Rahul picking Ridhima up so that Armaan couldnt put the garland in her neck, as easy as it seemed. Ridhima shreiks as Rahul does so, then laughs. She looks at Armaan, who had this realy cute n a defeated look on his face. His face depicted slight anger n confusion

Armaan: neeche utaro use...!!

Thaa was followed by everyone's laughs n claps. They seemed to enjoy it all, as if they knew perfectly well how eager the groom was to get his bride. Armaan goes to Rahul, takes Ridhima from him. Now that she is in his arms, Ridhima is lightly hitting Armaan on his chest playfully.
Armaan smiles at her, he now doesnt want to leave her only...

Ridhima: Armaan..mujhe neeche utaro...

Armaan: utar doon...? he whispers in her ears

Ridhima nods: sab dekh rahe hain...

n though her head is hidden in his chest, n both of them cannot see each others' face, Armaan knows exactly the look Ridhima has on her face. He imagines her to be blushing, feeling so very embarassed that he was holding her in his arms in front of everyone. He knew the exact tintness of red her cheeks must be burning with, n he can feel her heart beating against his ribs.

Padma: Armaan ab chod bhi do Ridhima ko...

Andf then it was Armaan's turn to feel embarassed. He looks down, then keeps Ridhima carefully on the ground. She stands back. He moves towards her, n then in the most mesmerising n gentle way, Armaan puts the garland into Ridhima's neck, making her his, forever. Again there was a rain of flowers over them, n they smile.

The pheras were supposed to take place after dinner. Armaan takes her hand, n walks towards the table where Anjali n Rahul were waiting for them for dinner.

Muskaan: Aaj to bohot hi mazaa aaya...(sitiing beside Rahul)..especially jab Rahul ne Rdihima ko uthaya...she giggles...

Anjali: Yeah..tumhara chehra dekhne waala tha Armaan...she smiles at him

Armaan feels a bit shy. He takes the chair next to Ridhima, n looks at the plate Anjali passed to them. Armaan looks at Ridhima who was already looking at him. They had to eat in one plate!

But now, more than the plate, it was their life they had to share. From now on, they were going to be the most essential part of each other' life. They were finally, finally married. Oh! how long they both had waited for this...his eyes tell her: Basket...my Basket...finally mine...! You dont know how happy I am to have yu in my life, today...n dont yu worry a bit! I'll take care of yu at all times, I promise...! Yu are going to be the first n the most important thing...you know that! Tum jaanti ho tum meri dil ki dhadkan ho...aur hamesha rahogi... main hamare bachon ko kabhi bhi, kisi bhi waqt koi musibat choone bhi nai doonga...I'll take care of them, n I know yu are going to be the best mother!! I love yu, n forever will...

With these thoughts running in his mind, he puts a spoon of rice in her mouth.

Ridhima smiles through a small tear. She seemed to be understanding each n every word, n its depth which his eyes told her. She had no doubts about the fact that she had the best husband anyone had...Husband!! the word clicked in her mind, her heart, her soul...

There were many jokes cracking among the other four, talking n teasing the newly married couple. But more than any of that, it was them that mattered, Armaan to Ridhima, n his Basket to Armaan, n Armaan's hold on her hand under the table, n the light caressing made all the more difference.

The pheras were quite traditional as Nani n Bi wanted 'sab rasmein poori honi chahiyein!', n for once Armaan was really patient with all this. He concentrated on what the pandit ji was saying, performing eveything very smoothly. Ridhima, while taking the pheras, feels a bit giddy. That must be because of her excitement, n the tiredness, n the exhaustion, so when she suddenly stopped in between them, Armnaan knew something wasnt right, n he asks her, getting a nod back for an answer.

Armaan: Ridhima...tum chaho to hum yeh thodi der baad...

Ridhima: Nai Armaan, interuppting him. She didnt want him to feel bad because of her, especially today, tonight, at this moment. So they carry on with it. He walking in front of her, she following him, the flowers being thrown, the mantras being spoken...


It was almost four in the morning, when everything finished. It was time for Ridhima's bidaai. Armaan looks at her sobbing on her Nani's shoulder. They both go down n touch her feet, then Padma n Shashank's. He then hugs Padma, promising her for the umpteenth time that her daughter was in safe hands

Padma: Janti hoon Armaan, putting her hand on his cheeek...main jaanti hoon tu use hamesha khush rakhega...

Armaan nods, then he walks with Ridhima to Anjali, n put their heads on both her shoulders, giving her a group hug. Anjali smiles in between those tears, looking at Armaan, then at Ridhima

Anjali: Congratulations guys!! Hope you have a wonderful, wonderful married life...

Ridhima: Thanks di...

Armaan looks around: Mere joote??!!

Muskaan giggles from somewhere...n Sapna tries to suppress a smile

Sapna: Joote..?

Armaan understands the situation, n putting on one of his looks, he turns to his 'saalis' for an answer

Muskaan: Dekh kya rahe ho..? Paise do...

Armaan: hey! suno..main tumhaare is stupid joote chor waali cheez mein nai phasne waala, samjhi..? aur koi paise nai milne waale hain..

Sapna: To theek hai, then go without your slippers!

Rahul smirks:Soch le Armaan...yeh shaadi tujhe kaafi bhaari padne waali hai...pointing to Ridhima. Armaan looks at her, who was partly leaning on to him, as she was quite quite exhausted.

Anjali: Oh cmon Armaan...ab jaldi se paise do...we cant wait, yu know...n am sure even yu cant!!

Armaan: Oye..! bikhariyon...main tumhein kuch nai dena waala, samjhi..?

Muskaan: Fine, to naa hi tujhe apne joote mileinge, aur na hi Ridhima...she walks towards Ridhima, takes her hand, n pulls her towards herself.

Sapna joins her, smiling wickedly at the forced lover boy.

Armaan: Thats not fair...!! sirf jooton ki baat hui thi..yeh Ridhima kahaan se aa gayi...?? with that baby look on his face, as if his dearest toy had just been snatched from him

Muskaan: Ab agar tum paise nai doge, to hum kuch bhi le sakte hain...jo tumhaara hai, nudging the bride standing next to her, looking down, though enjoying all this, still extremely tired.

Rahul: Arrey Muskaan jaane de na...

Anjali: Kya keh rahe ho Rahul..? Har gis nai...Ridhima chahiye, to paise to dene hi padeinge...looking at Armaan...

Now it was Armaan's turn to speak,
Armaan: Tumhein paise chahiye naa...aur jab tak tumhein who milenge nai, mujhe Ridhima nai milegi, right?...slowly walking towards the girls, who listened to him very carefully.

Anjali: Right!! Ab jaldi decide karo tumne kya karna hai...

Armaan: Well...main soch raha tha...ki Ridhima kya itniiii important hai...I mean , mere paison se bhi zyaadaaaa.....ummm...I dont think so...scratching his head

Ridhima looks up instantly

Muskaan, Sapna, n Anjali looked at Armaan, they had certainly not expected this...
Armaan is slowly walking towards them, just a few metres away, now. Ridhima looks at him, his eyes telling her something. He signals her something, which went unnoticed by them all...Then immediately, leaving Muskaan's hand, Ridhima runs to Armaan, not caring about her parents watching her, all the guests surprised at this act of hers, n her freinds dissapoitned...She ran into his arms smiling widely, her hair blowing away, her eyes twinkling.

Armaan takes her in his arms, lifts her up, then walks towards the car. He puts her down on the seat, closes the door, then walks to the driver's seat, sits down beside her, n starts the car. Ridhima smiles at herself, then looks out of the window, to see all her relatives n freinds waving at her.
Armaan starts the car, n they leave.
Padma: Khushi khushi gayi...bhagwan, n dono ko hamesha khush rakhe, she turns to Shashank, who smiles down at her.

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Ridhima: Armaan...tumhaare joote?

Armaan: Arrey yaar...joote chodo, yeh shukar karo ki unhonein mujhe kangal nai kar diya...
ridhimagiggles a little, smiling to herself.

Armaan: And by the way, aapko apni saheliyon se zyaada, meri chinta thi...kyun? he turns to look at her, stopping at a red light
ridhima blushes a bit, turns her head, n looks at him. His continuos stare on her maade her feel concious, n she puts her hand on his eyes. Armaan smiles, gently takes her hand , in his, then brings it to his lips
Armaan: I love you Ridhima, kissing her hand
Ridhima: Ilove you too Armaan...her eyes having little tears, she looks at very lovingly....

That was it, it was this that they had always, always dreamt of...It was as if a their lives' biggest mission had been accompished. So many sleepless nights, a thousand phone calls, talking to each others' photographs n uncountable day dreaming had been done for this very moment. This was what they had thought, how their life would be, from the very beginning. They had always wanted it to be like this: she in his arms, a gentle kiss on her forehead, n most of all, the warmth, the feeling of being loved n the sheer happiness. Ridhima leans onto him all the way to his house, no, their house now...





okay guys, thats it for now. I wud have loved to write the rituals which took place at Armaan's house, welcoming the new bride, n their suhaag raat etc, but owing to the fact that I hadnt updated it for so so long, n yu all have been waiting for it so dearly, I am posting this. I just hope you like it...

Spriha

P.S.: The next update would be sometime next week: I cant promise when...or you guys will be after me...Love you!!

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A Tribute to EDK

Tribute to edk and our beloved three angels as many of u call them niha, dia, navya

As I was not commenting for last epic as I was thinking to do something special for u all special people.
Well I still remember the day when I join the blog when I saw edk was starting any one of the most beautiful writer niha from the blog is writing it. Ehsaan Dillon ke is really very close to my heart as my Friday Saturday and Sunday always starts with reading it. I read many ff stories but this was something very well written and very well described each and every character were so complete so nicely established that u can relate to anybody of them. Literally I like asma nikil as a couple very much as I like armaan and ridhima all because of u all guys. Many other ff only focuses on ar but u all has given equal footage to everybody and this was really amazing. U all believe or not but I sometime still believe whether I can see this wonderful story in my silver screen. I am desperately waiting for that day the story which I used to read how it would look like if it comes in silver screen. Well I donot know this dream of mine can be successful or not but u all guys really rock. Inspite of your entire busy schedule it is so nice of u to have created such a beautiful ff which i am not able to forget in my whole life. I guess now my weekends will be missing something after this wonderful weekend which I am eagerly waiting for my dream couple marriage. I still request u guys please try to continue dear u donot know what it meant for us.

Niha
There is no need to tell u that u are so good writer but I just want to share u one thing that u are really my inspiration. The write up which I try to write I even got the courage to try by seeing and getting inpired by your writing. Donot stop writing please if not hare but carry on this as u have natural talent.

Dia
Thanks for giving edk to us and your pres are always great as usual.
Navya
Thanks



I guess our whole dmg family thinks same way as I think u can express your views to our beloved edk team


Love u karan
Karan ki dewani
Kalyug ki meera mithila

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Lesson 35: One Good Action is Greater Than A Million Good Intentions

thanks rini,shruti,angel and psx for your comments
LESSON NO 35

ONE GOOD ACTION IS GREATER THAN A MILLION GOOD INTENTIONS

Have u ever meet people who are always going to do something, they are about to do something, they were going to do something, but never actually did? People do not respect intentions they respect action.

Isn’t it amazing how do people judge themselves by their intentions, yet they judge others by their actions. They believe that if they intended to do something then it is actually done. We have to learn to be people of positive action not professional procrastinators. Glean inspiration from this statement

Did is word of achievement won’t is a word of retreat,
Might is a word of bereavement, can’t is a word of
Defeat, ought is a word of duty, try is a word each hour,
Will is a word of beauty, can is a word of power.

Life is about action. Progress in life always involves risks and action. People rum around so busy and so frantic yet they make very little progress because they are not people of decisive action. All of us need to understand that action produces results.

Guys as my comp net connection is giving some problem so I am not sure next when I am coming to the blog so enjoy without me thode dino ke liye aap logon ko bhi mujhse chutkara mil jayega guys.

Extract from power principles to rise above adversity
Love u karan
Karan ki dewani
Kalyug ki meera mithila

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I Met Someone - Mistakes Happens

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I MET SOMEONE - 8
mistakes happen

This compilation is for all my friends out here.All characters
are purely fictious and does not have resemblence to any
real persons.It may contain material which is inadequate
for person lesser then 15 Years of Age.Hence reader
descretion is suggested.
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Year 2002,Dec 31st night. 10:00 pm.Myself,Pawan,Dushi,Avinash and Puneet were at the bottom of the fence and were waiting for the school lights to turn off.The time came and lights went.Everything was so blank and dark that no one could be seen around.We were not able to see ourselves.Puneet broke the silence.

Puneet: Arey yar..tum log bologe nahi to pata kaise chalega.Please guys mujhe darr lag raha hai.
Avi: sala..phattu..
Pawan: He he he..
Dushi: abey yar...chalein ab.torch jiske bhi paas hai ..jaldi jalao
I: OK..(put the torch on..a light beam lighted the nearby areas).
Avi: abey dhayn se..thoda light kam kar yar..varna guard yehin se pakadke le jayega.
I: hmm..acha theek hai..main torch dikhata hoon.Tum log ek ek kar kr jump karo.I will come in end.Theek hai.
Pawan: abey ek kaam karte hain.Puneet ko last main aane ko bolte hain.I think he is brave enough to come in the end.Kyun puneet.
Puneet: abey jaa..
Dushi: ha haha..ok guys..lets move.otherwise we will be late for the place.

One by one everyone reached at the top of fence and jumped to the other side.In the end I held the torch in my mouth and jumped the other side.All of us did a Hi-Fi to each other on the completion of phase-I of our night out plan.

Slowly but cautiously we walked to the main road where we had to reach "Show Times" for the new year party.The place was around 3 kms from our school.We tried to get some conveyance initially but couldnt able to find any.So we just started walking towards the destination.After 10 mins, we noticed a horn from behind.It was coming from a Mahindra Jeep.To our shock and surprise,there were 6 girls in it and were in awesome party dresses.The girl in the driver seat started speaking which forced our open mouths to close.

(Girl in the Driving Seat): Hey guys..need help..
Avi: yeaah...actually we need a lift to "Show Times"..
(Girl in the Driving Seat): You are damn lucky.We are going there only.Join us.
Avi: what the..
(Girl in the Driving Seat): excuse me..!
Avi: luck...(smiled)
I: abey avi..yeh log kahin kidnappers to nahi.
Dushi: Abey agar kidnappers itni sexy aur sweet ho to main jaroor kidnap hona chahunga.
Pawan: Main bhi..
Puneet: guys..mera manna hai ki shayad Anjan sahi keh raha hai..I dont think we should go..
Avi: Bhai..tujse pucha kisne hai..arey yar..please..lets go..india is still to have girl kidnappers gang..so believe me..lets start..Otherwise 3 km chalna padega..

We all looked each other.With mixed reactions,we nodded in approval and went inside the jeep.The girls were really good looking and quite modern.They told that they are from a nearby girls college.They were extremely impressed to find us from a Military School and the admiration could be felt from there expressions.I was sitting quite away from the talks as Avi had taken full control of the situation and was talking to most of the girls.He is trully called the Kishen kanhaiyya.

They introduced themselves as Soniya,Riti,Vaishavi,Misthi,Mayandhari and Preeti.They were quite frank and expressive.

Avi: Aap log to kafi intellectual lagte ho..seriously..
Riti: thanks..avinash..
Avi: call me avi..I like it that way..
Riti: Interesting..
Puneet(sitting next to me): Yeh sala avi..kabhi mauka nahi chodta ..kamina hai yar..
I: Tujhe kisine roka hai kya..If you are so much interested..tu bhi jaake baat kar na..
Puneet: You are right buddy..
Dushi:(to me) Sale tu use..chadha and pitwa..
Pawan: Ha ha ha..anjan..yar galat baat hai..(I smiled)
Puneet:Hey soniya..aapke kaun se subject hain college main..
Avi:(cutting in between)..beta..cooking and dancing..yar common..don be a dumb..we r going for a party right..kuch fun baat kar na..
Puneet:(looked at avi as if he will kill him)..
Avi: oops..sorry..(soniya laughed..and those were the last words from puneet till we reach the place..)

In between..Mayandhari started..She looked quite decent and different from others.
Mayandhari: Hey guys..aap logo ki hobbies kya kya hain..
Dushi: Mine sleeping..
Pawan: and meri painting..
Puneet:(wasnt looking at her and Avi was busy with Riti)
Mayandhari: aur aap..
I: meri ..reading novels n..sometime writing..
Mayandhari: writing wows...what are your interest areas..
I: romance and friction..bus yehi..
Mayandhari: it cant be true..meri bhi yahi hain..
I: great..thats cool..
Mayandhari: aap upni writings kahin pe likh ke rakhi hongi na..
I: Yup..haan..meri diaries main..kabhie kabhie..
Mayandhari: Please aap mujhe denge..I would love to read them,,
I: r u serious..
Pawan/Dushi:(at the same time..) haan sir..vo keh rahi hain na..
I: acha acha....
Mayandhari: guys..aapki girlfriends hain..pakaa hongi..I mean..
Pawan:(looking at her.) No..
Dushi: (looking down..)
Mayandhari: Aur aapse specially poochna padega..!
I: nahi..
Mayandhari: to batao na..
I: vahi to kaha..nahi..
Mayandhari: wows..
Dushi: Isme wows waali baat kya hai..
Mayandhari: I m sorry..I mean..nothing..(felt bit embarrassed)
Dushi: Arey don mind..I was just pulling legs..kyun Anjan..
I: bhai ...sorry..please..( I was already feeling a bit awkward..)
Dushi: abey yar..tum..ha ha ha ha.

We reached the place.It was around 11 pm.We showed them the passes and entered inside.Then Avi played his cards.He asked Riti for a dance and they went to the dance floor.Soniya joined her boyfriend.Slowly Dushi,Pawan and Puneet also left with one of the girls.Myself and Mayandhari were the lone ones watching others enjoying the dance floor and time.Ater 10 mins.I broke the silence.

I: shall we..
Mayandhari: aur der lagate to shayad main hi pooch leti..offcourse chalo..
I: ha ha ha..okay lets go..

We went to the center place.We started dancing.She was a great dancer.She understood that I am not one of the party types and tried to make me moves on some of the simple steps.I started enjoying the time.She was quite full of life and very very extrovert and thats quite opposite of me.Wows.It was amazing.She asked me to take a break and we moved towards the drinks bench.

I: coke..!
Mayandhari: what..!
I: I asked will you have coke..
Mayandhari: common anjan..dont tell me that you dont drink..atleast wine to..!
I: I m sorry..
Mayandhari: acha baba..its ok..try karoge..
I: actually..(thought for some time..yar its a new year eve..abhi nahi to phir kab..haan..)..ok theek hai..par thoda sa..
Mayandhari: thats like a army man..
I: I m not a..
Mayandhari: ban to jaoge na..
I: ok..(I ordered for 2 red wines..and thats what the mistake I did.That night..the partyhouse mixed vodka with every drink served and no-one knew it.)

11:40 pm

After a drink..
Mayandhari: kaisa laga..
I: Its quite bitter na..
Mayandhari: (smiled)..have just one more..u ll feel good..
I: r u sure..
Mayandhari: yes sir..

11:45 pm

We had four more rounds of drinks.And believe me.I was not able to stand properly.Neither did she..

11: 58 pm

Mayandhari:Hey..aannjjaan..I wiilll come from loo..
I: Shall I..
Mayandhari: No..yar..I m fine..
I: Ok..come soon..

11:59 pm
Mayandhari came out of loo.The countdown started..60..59..58.....10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1..0..Lights were off..
Yeaaah..Happy New Year.It was eveywhere and with everyone.I was very happy enjoying there but at the same time was waiting for her."Pata nahi kaha reh gayee.I hope she is fine.."

Mayandhari was crossing the bridge of people to reach me but she was finding it too difficult and that too in dark.A hand came from behind and closed her eyes.

Mayandhari: kaun hai..
Voice: arey bhool gayi..abhi to dance kar rahe the..
Mayandhari: Anjan..tum .....Happy New Year Dear..par tumhari voice thodi alag....
Voice: Happy New Year Baby..chalo na..side main chalte hain..
Mayandhari: Ok..par kuch dikh nahi raha hai..
Voice: abhi 5 min tak lights nahi aayegi..lets wait there..

Both sat at the sofa's available there.

Voice(came closer): I like you..mayandhari.
Mayandhari: thanks..yar..I found you ineteresting too..
Voice: so shall we..
Mayandhari: haan..chalo we will go to dance floor again ..
Voice: arey aap samjhe nahi..
Mayandhari: To samjhao naaa...
Voice:(Started kissing her...softly..)
Mayandhari: Anjan..yyee..h kya kar rahe ho..I mean..pleeaase...s..t..o..p it.
Voice:come closer baby..I will make you feel good..
Mayandhari: No..P..ll..eeee..a..sssse..

I was standing at the same drink table waiting for her.It was long time she went..I was not feeling good about it.I went in the direction of queue..

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I MET SOMEONE
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I hope the length is ok this time..:-)
Anjan

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