For a stomach-grooving reason, sure, yeah.
And sure, not able to just feel anything and get it right, but here I am anyway. Could climb up the stairs today, and it's better here. It's all numb, perhaps. Seems peaky. Finally, about 4-5 sneezes now. Ears closed. Thinking about these four days, including today, just wow. The first day, as it went, the body was almost cleansed yesterday in a way that would remind me of the ending day of 2022, and that only time ages ago when I was awfully unwell. So, as it's almost trying to soothe my stomach in disturbed mode. The almost wasn't so anymore. The second time was the last time. It was entirely water. Again, clean liquid throw-up. There have been times when absolute s*it was consumed. All in all, this remains rare at all costs. Now, it's just about the sleeping posture than anything else. The "feverish" ness that subtly begins with prickly pains and suffering changes in temperatures. The unstoppable "Karvaten badalte" rahoongi sari din ab. The very irritable element is that its din, not any raat, which is the only timeline actually to close my eyes and rest. The nightlight love is real. No naps or anything like sleeping in the daylight. And the "Deewana mastana Hua dil," "Jeevan ke safar mein raahi," "Nannu vadali neevu," and others in the bunch slowly began the next day, the 2nd day. (By the way, 7th sneeze now). And then yesterday additionally went on with Jawaani Jaaneman(it's re-ya-lly a fast song. Something that your body needs to move around for), Tune O Rangeela (I knew this was too prevalently played then, during those DELL days {remember??!!} but the tune of "Naye hein Nazaare, Naye hein Ishaare" was so much like the beautiful spring season that I needed to have it. Furthermore, it was bliss. So much was moving inside of me. Eloquently so. Yeah, not like when it felt as if the literal everything inside would come out. From the ol' school interviews and moments to https://youtu.be/BIqC-6pkT0o and this very early morning today, https://youtu.be/cktB9LoY-6g and https://youtu.be/0g73wMxgr7s, opened the doors long lost. Oh wait, this began as I suddenly wanted to hunt down the music behind a teaser-like scene in the show—a music piece with strings. By the way, I figured that out around the time of lettering my appreciation of a couple of individuals I've known who thoroughly essayed their roles in distinctive and inimitable ways through the smallest gestures to characteristically enunciating the words. That was definitely Feb. Fun fact: The first week was flooded with the Godfather trilogy, followed by the Scent of a Woman, amongst many others. Was of how to write to, say, Al Pacino! How great, unco, and impeccable those days would've been?! Ya, so that is precisely a "promo." I think that needs to be found. Not there in the playlist, which means the Liked Videos is the thing, but it's exploding, and it'd be a hassle to look into it compared to finding that promo. Going on, one of those two videos takes me to the time I was on the flight to see it, not through the TV screen, but something else. Before that, https://youtu.be/cktB9LoY-6g takes me to realize that these visuals couldn't be more reassuring of the invaluable memories I've made. For a split second, 0:38 of it reassured me of the lively memories they were. And wait, the tone from 0:29 and this idea is so good, so well-thought send chosen well. Thinking about those memories and how they became a lovely part of it. Looking back, been into some cartoons, CIA, Sunaina, Devon ke dev Mahadev and CID. After randomness across various channels, this specific 8 to 8:30 pm and primarily, around 7 pm, had the Recording option pumping up even more, and the overflowing collection went ahead...Awwwiee. This definitive surprise I gave in to, for how cherishable their work was is so wholesome to think of, and as always, anything after the music/tune/instrumental. (By the way, all that went into my head yesterday when I first came across that era gotta kick in now, fellas! The flow, tho. Resuming now,...) Coming back to that part of the story, here we go. Overall, the monuments, forts, sites, and visits would definitely be architecturally great. But I also remember wanting to go elsewhere, saying ma, we'll go now. Yeah, you're right, mom. The river Yamuna seeing the sun in herself during that evening was so fine. Going to that side and certain parts of the place enchanted me. The inner work and craft were also great, and I took some time alone to see through. Ah, what a breeze?!! Recollecting that there was this portrait of an empress so surreal that I went towards it. It was at the end of that store, away from where the eyes could easily turn to. So surreal, regal, and ethereal. The detailing that only such graceful portraiture can capture. That's very much felt when I first came across the word "Siyaasat" and entered YouTube to play it once. When I say researching all the texts, scriptures, and content on various empires....by, mostly, rolling on the నవారు మంచం that semi-evening, let me ask myself how I remember that and how it's a video in my mind? I'm happy that it is, and yes, doing that and bugging mom with questions about it and discussing it........I'm so very happy that it is. 17:31....Pausing. Done for today. Actually, these recent hours I had myself doing all this now. As I said, it was all quick choosing, listening, and singing these days until Jodha Akbar got me to consider writing any. For a good reason, it did; until then, I was all into digging any more instrumentals and dreaming with them. A sneak peek to treasure. And so, bye for now^^. Once I get into the form again, I'll be back.
The thing is, choices you make and changes you bought that are relatively better, and wise, should've had some good drive behind and influence. And how that happens, and what amount of it is indebted to a certain incident/person is up to the capacity and interest of the concerned. If its been ages, the concerned ones will get understandably concerned.
Oh my...done today:
P.S. 2015* These hardly 2-3 days felt like six at least. Digging done, with imagining and memorializing on the way, resuming right now : Happened there, and here it is:
Here it is...Something that I instinctively considered as soon as I could pause that link. Here's it after some ages... హతోస్మి but the past 4 days have been revitalizing and eventually, exhausting. Can't deny that, కానీ చెప్పవలసినదేంటంటే , ఒక మంచి reference frame it's been . :
It's been years. Close to a decade. Maybe I've seen a couple associated with the series before 5-6 years, but it's just that 2013-15. That one year(and one more)had him depict the essence of “blooming" like boom! The stars in the sky as https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cktB9LoY-6g begins and gradually secondary layers of music until a minute or so, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIqC-6pkT0o&list=RDBIqC-6pkT0o&start_radio=1. Just as I came across it, I didn’t have anything to say or do. Wrote a bit and reminisced in silence. A part of that bit : " Heart-wrenching now. Heart-warming then " This is perfectly what it is. It's the "now" that's bringing me in, following which it's the "then" that never ends. No, stop, let alone fully so. Thinking about it, requiring nothing but what this mind unlocks, it was some of the best things that happened. Wish it stayed longer, nonetheless. No doubt, it was an astonishing series that goes beyond words. From “what’s so good” to “something is great,” a hell of a journey. You see without the audio, and you hear without the video; either way, the meaningfulness of “aura” emanates through it. “Wholeheartedly, you don’t mean any of it, the “it” for which you say what you say, you do what you do, and the choices you take. There are certain ideals and principles you withhold, but for what and whom can never be neglected doubts. You’d be asked, so why to do it?” “ Um, it doesn’t go that way. You’ll know what that means ahead.” Overall, even our emotions and feelings varied with them in some way. Ooof, that’s hard. Nothing much to say. All of these are adorable tributes to our beloved series. Recalling that take on playful arrows, taunts, and yeah, hurtful ones…And giving them too! Okay, now, can't exactly pinpoint it, but around and before the "Vishkanya" timeframe, they've been so good, acting it out so naturally. A visual treat altogether. Exuded it all from within, right out through the visual features. Simply put, it was a gripping magnetism. There wasn’t any “affirmative surety” for at least the major part of the first half of the series. It’s like, many times, if I’m hard on you, you are done with me and vice-versa, And in the end, neither of us stops with the partial implications we’re giving out on one another. See, there is something unearned in this emotion you’re experiencing. Is it anger? Is it rage? Is it envy? Is it annoyance? Is it a distortion of your journey of experiencing something? The bigger tasty question is, “To whom is this directed towards?” That’s primarily dissolved into something merely platonic, but further, it becomes crystal-clear. Therefore, companionship is not magic that happens in a second; the times before It has been rough, annoying, and hardly understood a million times.
Funnily, no moment has ever been less opportune, but the push hasn’t been enough either.
The first 50 or so episodes specifically foreshadowed the sort of environment that an emperor breathes in and the forces around that are critically pivotal in shaping him as a human. Lonesome. Sinister. Parallelly and considering the next 50(±10), how the journey begins from there to undo it is what we can witness. For example, being blunt/fierce/fuming on the face and quickly lighting up like a matchstick would work all the time, and most of the time, it’s about not letting the boat sink but staying in sync with reality. With that one additional droplet in play, something subtly diverges the distinctive-looking paths such that undoing can inherently begin. Is this a very usual saying? Um, it’s unusually close to the unfamiliarity that it begins with, not the enormous known-ness with what all you thought and perceived about the individual. What’s appalling is that making assertions of some kind with some meaning gathers a perimeter of fear. And even more so, a sense of caution. Anyway, becoming intoxicated in such an environment has never been so hard; the harshness of it is that classifying who's who and where am I up to becomes the greatest quest to resolve. The merciless perks are at their peak. So much to deduce from. It’s a forest where thirst is as frequent as an abundance of entities. The thing is, you love it, you tame it, and you go with it. It’s that protecting/guarding/shielding which can never be easy but bearable. Adding on, the thing is, exercising the traits of your role is absolutely fine, which won’t be quickly understood by those around but choose your priority. That can be done in a way like toning up some bitter consequences of being so lenient, so forgiving, and so nice. The “weirdness” of it is such a perception that it better be as it is. Who’d get it would do, and the latter is true. By the way, perception is a crucial concept. It’s like, “This is your state in my mind,” “It’s my painting of yours,” and that’s about it. Let anything come close to it in various instances and circumstances, and that’s what destiny does, starting with opulent faults. But whatever it may do, fighting for x,y, and z perception and having the interpretations live up to it won’t be easily stopped. That’s why detaching has never been easy. By the way, here’s to note that he was definitely in his primetime with that young adolescent look, the poised, characteristic representation & of the managerial, the tactful, the foreseeing competency, the hungry and heartless self, oozing through every bit of him. Had those "vibes" and maintained the "setting" in its own and more "organic" way, i.e., very possible with the coordination involved of all. Coming back, more than the "heartlessness," call it a stone in dire need of a deviation, a better one. “Character” is some major word. That’s exactly what he seemed to have researched of and captured in his own characteristic way; how he verbalized, vocalized, enacted, and enunciated his character, the characteristic soul, the analogies inside, commanded so much so inherently and expressively. All he should have done to “approach” the character tells how he’s got the backdrop of it. And the tone with a tint of softness, raspy firmness that could also roar. Hmm, sure. The controlled movements and all. That's all such "suitability" he could powerfully and impeccably maintain with this character throughout the series. His eyes, mannerisms, gestures, and the aura he possessed, at least around the "hunting" they went, were too distant from his further presence even before Vishkanya was proven to be so. He was purely embodying it all from within. The internal path to realizing he is in the process of becoming estranged to heartlessness tag; an immense perception. Let’s not undermine that it’s a journey of more than one. It's beginning, over so many other instances involving pressing him up for their unsolved issues, unattained desires, and unstable selves, was so refreshing to watch. The transformation of such a stone to at least an inch of being intrinsically warm companion that enlightened the exemplary connotation of leading an empire was a gripping path to witness as an audience. An empire where just a few trustworthy, who could remind and tell you of the littlest to biggest things, is the ultimate blessing. An empire that's too big to have the finest eagle eyes watching out for treachery and any information. There are disguised witnesses and reasons behind the actions, removing which is always a terrific task. Under such disguise, the actuality of the situation is lost in the blue. Coming back, starting from smirks to a smile exuding from within, he came a long way, particularly in terms of the meaning carried. He heartily felt the right individual he didn't necessarily find until he met her. That's only something he can feel and explain if anyone could do it. And how he could do that and how she could subtly reciprocate the thinking starting in her as she's closely been with him is what we could see. “Many times, the "likeness" and the latter are complex findings. It can hop from one to anyone. There's no such heart-warming "glue" until it's time. The beginnings of soul-stirring times after all the shortcomings would be rewarding. It is important if they complete one another in the light of an unwavering companionship” applies here, at least for a bit. Hey, whenever she prayed to Tulsi ma, particularly around that "reconciliation" phase of the story ("200-300" interval of what I can remember), the slightly blurry screen, the calmly closed eyes, and his presence....couldn't want more. And the subtle yet intense transitions in within the character itself and how all of this goes with the 🎶 still remains undeniably owned by you. Oh well, episodic videos in mind. Watch out for those phases looking less prominent or even any phases, something like every day and some part of a random thing. Hmm, they’d have a lot to say. Some relational, sociocultural, economic, and ethnic scenarios. As an outline, if we break the series into what we can recall as just a couple of mini-case studies, let's go ahead. It was the thorough disconnectedness and proving something kind of deal for the first 100 episodes until around the Vishkanya phase, the then prevalent life-threatening weapons in various ways and forms as shared ahead too, following the revelation of which it was much better. His monologue in bringing her back has been the best until then in the field of expressing what he felt, wholly. Their companionship didn't stem from any pleasing beginnings as such, anyway. Still remember the peculiar and fierce dryness oozing through their literal everything, that helped not allow any lane of understanding towards, upon, and amongst each other. We had to wait until there were enough deep, crystal-clear, pure instances and senses to bring them on a plane. Until the realizations from within, there's no fun. That way, longing became strong. Simply put, gotta say this. Both were the ultimate choices for their respective roles. It's typical to say so for literally anything one may think, but it's what it is; they aced it, followed by Maham Anga. If you observed how she acted out her part, there was inherent motherliness in the sense of the purest love and devotion it offers, as a fierce and as gracefully serene one both. The fiery, graceful, firm, sophisticated, ethical, and morale-based Jodha had a characteristically exemplary individuality of her own. Oh wait, remember she was an undaunted warrior out of her unfaltering spirit when her companion, the emperor, was said to be no more? During something as unfathomable as that, it was much more than a fantasy to witness her lionheartedness. The empirical idea of being an emperor has been experientially explored by him through her. There are oh so many connotations, but some strike it much more than usual. It's about eradicating the poison that spoilt it all, not about consuming it, she exemplified to the fullest. And by the way, his displeasure later was understandable too. Nonethelessness, you have to go and thoughtfully observe things realizing how inimitable they both were. Okay, pausing and coming back, the next phase was that of the circumstances leading to the need for reconciliation. How does a hurt heal? That's the deal. How does that "telling all," which distinctively comes in lives as it wants, get less foggy? This is exactly what makes this phase of the series classic. Sometimes, it's sweetly aching to see how she understood Sujamal and literally everyone but her own situation's dynamics and him. This wasn't the "thorough hate" as their starting times were called to be like. I can recall that this wasn't that then "standing tall, rising high" but the wrenching hurt and distressing anger. She was always the most capable of forgiving, by the way. Moreover, all of her reactions technically couldn't be otherwise. That's why, to vocalize the love n devotion stemming in one another, this phase was terrific and bought out the for one another deal very effectively. It was another kind of dryness this time. Both were lifeless and wanting for their own visual outcomes, but what's non-visual has dried out both of them and hasn't very smoothly ignited what's the actual want and for what is it even needed? And let's go back a bit; it was that suspicion and "అనుమానం" to give the best perception. If there was "nothing" and he was "too wrong," he wouldn't have been blown apart that way and upon his longing inside to express it to her. Simply put, when nothing is shallow, and "least" "expectations" are met, it becomes a mess. However they are met, the thing is they met, and that's how it becomes too messy to untie the reality you think it is, I think it is, and the whole world thinks it is. So much goes on. Moreover, this is all "newness" to them, so handling had to be as realistic and understandable as it was shown to be. It's definitely not a question of right or wrong, good or bad. This number, "246," is roaming in my mind. Perhaps, It was episode 246, as far as I can remember. Episodes surrounding it were major, for sure. "What's genuine fun? Just some popcorn for those tertiary at the most. The interesting part is that there's nothing to deal with all of it specifically. Dogs bark when elephants walk. It isn't rocket science. Though it hurts. A small needle does. It's up to you to decide how effective you want it to be. At some point, at least, it's your call." -- this needs to be proudly said for the pair. The river scene and, on a microscale, an event in their marriage ceremony had the best teasers. Such ol’ first teasers were the beginnings of an endearing substance and characterization of all the possible themes…. Overall, all incidents involving Maham Anga were singlehandedly carried out by her prowess to epitomize what she did and how wildly did she portray this character needs applause. Nothing is more realistic than internal betrayals and also, extremely filtered beings. He, one of the very well-versed beings in sustaining keenness when observing and listening, still didn’t rush into and limit himself to “putting the point across and done” kinda thing. Even Maham Anga had to process the estranged feelings and pragmatic thoughts that she presumed she deserved to have when being caught off guard by unpragmatic and unbelievable things she'd sincerely done. Funny how the oscillation of this "ours" and "yours" works. Her whole life had to flash before her eyes. The way Jalal dealt with her here and she reciprocated still stands out to be one of the best confrontations. Even furthermore, and throughout almost much of the time around, the crisis of fog burying the truths was good to see. As an audience, we always have a fuller view, but it's tediously narrowed down for each character compared to another. At some point, this narrowness can't be continued. Let nothing come in the way of truth. This is also undeniable. On a side note, Nigar's mom being held up and, as a matter of "compensation," partially agreeing to the essential plot though not considering assassinating him (the Atifa one), still spoke volumes about how she complicated her mind and life overall. The guidance under whom Nigar has done so much perpetuated more incidents and all. The brother-sister relationship has been extremely affectionate and soothing to witness, including with Nigar too. The perplexity in handling and managing internal betrayals is that it seems to have no end, and the brutality of experiencing it and "solving" it as such is beyond comprehension. Okay, so, moving on, wait, the boat experience in disguise and almost any incident when they were in disguise, remember? Not sure of the incidents surrounding it, like the chronology, but that was too good to witness. That way happens to be one of the healthiest views of what's exactly happening around us instead of having any information crisis, intentional or not. Moving on, um, I do remember watching their journey to children. Salim, as a Lil child, months baby as far as I can recollect, wrapped up as a baby and sitting outside, where his mother was being told of how he'd be, i.e., he'd consider his heart above all or something like that. The baby was too cute! The thing is, as soon as Jodha Akbar was into that "old" phase, there was no such "going back" either. Even then, that Laboni phase was interesting. Considering both the character and actor layers, this was the time for exuding prowess as an actor, and also, Jodha, completely in control of non-her wilfully to save him, was no less. The 2nd time she, Laboni, was back, it was like oh well. Those 30 minutes and such suspense. It wasn't even 30, but at least 5 minutes less. That was difficult enough, but an interesting comeback that never really went back. Nonetheless, almost none of the characters were dull at any point in time throughout the series, and the liveliness, the essence they bought to their spaces, made them wholesome. Even in the first half of the series, it was sort of difficult to watch the constant friction, rupturing misunderstandings, conflicts and all, though they were all way better than the latter portion of the series, expressing numerous dynamics and forces to acknowledge. The fun lies in how the dynamics with one another are either impalpable or become more clear. Such “difficultness” is so inherent and important that, considering their lives and selves, they came an extremely long, tiresome way. Undeniably, from being extremely displaced to the great distances traveled, it was worthwhile. Not sure if the series could or couldn't have stopped. Even if it ain't the "wished it was longer" case, it's to embrace the fact that every great story, life story, had an end, and most probably the early one, for good. Even after years, decades and centuries pass by, the "something so good and gripping" won't ever exit the scenario. Literally, at all. It ain't even that anything about childhood, and nostalgia "obviously" brings it on. There's something terrifically special. First of all, whoever came up with the music, especially the part before the one and only exquisite "In Aankhon Mein Tum" begins & other forms of it need such applause of great resonance that it feels moving to capture the unseen depth that it carried. The piano, the flute, the light-heartedness, and the melancholy, the desolation that goes beyond any visible comprehension. It carries such a gravity that I'm bound to embrace it. And come on, the dedicated orchestra for every possible segment of the scene. Powerfully organic and in sync.
Above this lies what intrinsically remains gravitating as much as it did, i.e., essaying the roles of living in and leading an empire. And how the behaviors, actions, and choices of literally everyone is like a scent sprayed, spreading throughout and upon the emblem of an empire, straight off the emperor. All shared so far was right out here in the series in its own light. Here we go with a deep chess game cutting through the lines in ways, scenarios, and through characters at their finest level, a horizon that enhanced us until the end of seamless communication between two souls. Here’s to specifically appreciating the visuals of how scenic such convos would be—the texture, the color, and all there have been thoroughly moving to witness. The pure mechanics of liveliness came out on the screen and out to the heart. Can say no thing anymore. Their effortless and wholly worked contribution can never be forgotten. And the "historicalness--fiction," associated with whether a moment was before that movement, quite after or not there at all, can and will always have question marks around. --3:10pm ------------------ It's been over two weeks since the Work.docx has yet to be opened, so I just shared that. Nonetheless, whenever it is, the google search bar view gets going, and the bookmarks folder gets good day by day. That "giving a heading," particularly the lyrics, to them is something I've been thinking about. It's all dry now. But hey, a teaser tho works, I guess:
That is the visual journey so far. Phew. Though exalted, vaatini muttukovaalante, hmm, hathosmi. Ika vaatilonnunanante, koncham baane juggling chesthe kaani, a sense of relief wouldn't be there. And with the recent upside down case of the body, just entered the world. And hello! Yesterday, childhood baathe pai reflect ayyaanu. And some really good writing took place !! A sneak peek:
Anyway, wishing y'all a great time ahead 🌌🌠✨️
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