
Farak padta hai; kyon ki baat aapki hai
Agar kissi aur ki hoti tho farak nahi padta
Agar aap hi aise chale jaayenge tho... hum saans hi nahi...
Tonight I share these sentiments about the show, about Arnav, about Khushi...How many of us feel this way? A sense of betrayal, abandonment, a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach, a painful tug at your heart, an unbearable void...Yes, it is a mixture of all of the above. But the fact remains it has been one heck of a ride, a beautiful journey of love, of pain, of joy and hours of entertainment...

It was a tale of 2 beautiful people on opposite ends of the spectrum. 2 people who vowed to make each other's lives miserable; who vowed to never cross each other's path finally ended up being inseparable. What began as a fashion show ended as a fashion show tonight. A girl, who accidentally fell in his arms on the first day, ended up in his arms forever...The lights were finally turned off on this beautiful saga.
Back then she was accused of ruining his show. There was no love lost. But towards the end it was about their journey together. What began as hate, transformed into a beautiful relationship of love, understanding and most of all acceptance of each other just the way they are.
She a certified Sanka devi, clumsy, forthright, and so full of life. He was the successful businessman; who hated everything that moved and destroyed those that challenged him until she happened to him. He tried to break her will every step of the way. She however never let it deter her and challenged him every step of the way. The arrogance in him made him want to believe he carved his destiny and she believed it was DM's will. She shared a special relationship with DM and he believed there was no DM.

Despite the hatred, they both knew there was an undeniable attraction that they felt for each other. She was willing to accept it but his past wouldn't let him...

He never believed in love or marriage. It was for the foolish. So he punished her, broke her heart just when the first seeds of love were planted. She would never bring herself to trust him again.
He was a rakshas to her but when in need, she always reached out to him. Be it when her father was sick, when she needed help financially, when she found out her fiance was married to his sister. He was her tormentor but he was also her savior. He was always there for her. A simple phrase - Tum teekh ho held so much meaning...

Their bonding began over a common theme, their love for their parents. They were like little kids when they referred to stars as their parents; both trying to find out if their parents approved of their bond...A deep void in their life helping them come closer...

Their simple overtures held so much meaning - like him putting silver coins in the laundry detergent; detangling the fairy lights off her, she feeding jalebi's to a diabetic, his first genuine laughter when he saw her atta smeared face, the clichd BW fist fight at Nainital...

Both fought hard to stay away from each other but DM had other plans. They gave in to the attraction they felt for each other. The courtship was unique; they challenged each other over a kiss, over the A in the mehendi, at times jealous, at times flirty, but the sense of loss or pain to the other always brought them closer.

They had several road blocks along the way but DM was always looking out for them. She gave the final verdict - they were united in a hate filled marriage for 6 months. She knew even in hate, they were the best thing to have happened to each other. The love would someday flourish.

She found ways to find the truth behind their hate-filled marriage but he remained silent. She made his life miserable; sometimes challenging him, sometimes being her Sanka self. The man who dropped her from the first floor remained calm. Deep down he knew he loved her and couldn't hurt her. He threatened her when he was insecure, but it was just to keep her by his side. Her silence irked him.
Everyone around them played cupid in some shape or form. They were forced to act as Heer-Ranjha, something they never thought they could. But when they actually did, words just flowed. It was heartfelt...


Kuch rishte ajeeb hi dor mein bandhe hote hain
Takrar se shuru hote hain, nafrat ke saaye mein panapte hain
Girte hain, padte hain, par kaayam rahte hain
Nafrat badhti jaati hai aur rishte ki gaanth aur gehri hoti jaati hai
Itni ki ek din nafrat bhi aur badhne se sharma jati hai
Aur woh rishta sirf ek bandhan ban ke rah jaata hai
Lekin sirf nafrat waala...
Kabhi kabhi aisa lagta hai jaise nafrat ke us maahoul mein kuch toh hai
Jo humse kehta hai ki is unsuni, anjaane se, ankahe se ehsaas ko ek mauka toh do...
Par jis rishte ki neenv hi nafrat pe rakhi gayi ho, usse kuch bhi ummeed lagana
Naadani nahi to aur kya hoga?
Aur shayad ye nadaani hum kar baithe hai
Warna kyun itni nafrat ke baawajood humein aapki yaad aa rahi hai?
Kyun hum aapse ladte hain, jhagadte hain, lekin aapke jaane ke baad aap hi ki raah dekhte hain, hawaaon se aapki baatein karte hain?

She knew her laad governor wasn't this easy. Instantly she knew something terrible must have happened. She didn't rest till she found him. She almost lost her life, but she wanted him safe back where he belonged. In her heart, in their home...

6 months passed, the contract ending...Why was it this hard to end the marriage and go their separate ways? They both knew the hate they had for each other was long gone. They were bound to each other for life. Both hadn't realized when they had crossed that bridge, from hate to love. Such was the power of love.
He hurt her with his barbs, sometime physically restraining her. But he knew he couldn't live without her. He found ways to bring her home but she being selfless was willing to sacrifice her love for his happiness, his sister's happiness. But he knew he couldn't be happy without her, she wouldn't be happy without him....They both needed each other.
Their love was once again challenged; the wedding they had so secretly guarded was exposed but their love remained unfazed. He did the unthinkable; he was willing to give her everything she wished for to see her smile. Yes, a beautiful wedding. Just the way she had dreamed. Her prince charming would take her home with all the respect.
Despite all the attempts to mar the beautiful wedding, their love triumphed. He gave her the honor of being his mother's bahu. It was a precious gift and together they relived his childhood. The beast in him long gone, he was now her man with a beautiful soul.
The bitterness from the past re-surfaced and yet again their love for each other challenged. But this time they stayed strong. She had faith in him and this time he didn't disappoint her. He came back for her, this time it was forever. Such was their love...A love which withstood the test of time, overcame a hateful past...

We took sides when one of them tried to hurt the other...
We spent endless hours decoding...
We defended them with a passion...
Coz we loved and accepted them, even with all their flaws.
Deep down we thought of them as one of us, just human.
Deep down we all believed in the power of love...
Someday love would indeed conquer all and it did...
Like Arnav Singh Raizada said, love makes one do anything...



Help! I cannot seem to stop... I don't want this moment to ever end, and I will miss this space...
Like Arnav once said -Khushi se dur jaane mein itni taqleef kyun ho rahi hai? Tonight I share his sentiments, inn dono se dur jaane main itni taqleef kyun ho rahi hai?
Iss Pyaar ko kya naam doon?
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