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din x grogu // "the one who saved me"

If I said I didn't put a good chunk of my soul into making this I'd be lying

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Kabeer & Zara’s Baby Adventure

I’d shared this one-shot on IG yesterday, just wanted to spend a bit of time imagining what it would be like if Zara was pregnant, and wanted to develop Ayesha’s personality a bit. The dialogues were in Hindi/Urdu so I’ve worked to translate them to English. They don’t all translate very well as it was very much based on how they deliver their dialogues in the show but I hope you guys like it anyway! 

Ring ring! Zara groaned as she awoke, the book she had been reading sliding off her bed onto the ground as she reached to switch off the alarm that went off on her phone. “It's time for Abbu's (dad's) medicine…” she murmured to herself. “Abbu is ill?!” A perplexed Ayesha, keeping vigil at Zara’s bedside, jumped up in concern. “My abbu!” "That's what I said, my abbu?” “Ayeshu's mum's abbu!” “Is Nana (maternal grandad) ill?” “No, Nana is Ayeshu's mum's abba not abbu!” “So just say Dada (paternal grandad), what's all this abbu-abba business?” She rested her hands on her hips, a frown on her face that mirrored the one Zara gave her whenever she was telling her off. “Why do you always make a mountain out of a molehill mum?” Zara gasped at the audacity of her daughter and pretended to lunge at her, with Ayesha quickly ducking out of the way and reaching for the bell on the bedside table. She rang it with all her might, blocking Zara from taking it from her. “Abbu, abbu, abbu!”

Seconds later, Kabeer skidded to a halt in front of the door, a plate in hand. “Has the baby arrived?!” He managed between gasps for breath. Zara stifled a giggle at his dishevelled state, the messy chef’s hat and wide eyes on his flour-filled face made him quite the picture. As she approached the final days of her pregnancy she was, upon Kabeer’s insistence, confined to bed rest. He’d provided her with a bell to inform him of anything she needed, a tool Ayesha enjoyed abusing. “No, mum wants chocolate milk.” She skipped towards him to examine the plate. “Dad, its been so long, and you've only made 2 pancakes?” She reached for the plate and Kabeer snatched it from her hands. “Nope, these are for your mum. And aren't you being a bit too cheeky these days, Ayesha Kabeer Ahmed?” “Hey, hey, hey!” Kabeer looked up to see Zara protesting. “Kabeer, I've had a thought. Why don't we give our new baby the surname Kabeer Ahmed Siddiqui? Coming to think of it, why didn't we give Ayeshu that surname too? 3 of her names are from you and not even one is from me!” She pouted. Kabeer looked at Zara in disbelief, her tendency to divert the topic to something entirely unrelated to the discussion at hand had only increased during her pregnancy. “Zara,” he began, walking towards her and placing the plate on the bedside table, “where did this thought suddenly come from?” Zara huffed and stuck her hand out. “I want my share of names, promise me.” “This share business-” “Kabeer I told you-” “Yes Zara, but-” He was suddenly interrupted with a piercing ring of the bell right beside his ear. “Uff, both of you fight like children! God!” Ayesha huffed. “Aunty Zeenu will make chocolate milk... for mum.” She continued, shifting her eyes between her parents. “Yes yes, go and get some for your mum.” Kabeer smirked knowingly. “And I have to inform her about Abbu's medicine...” “My medicine?” Ayesha flashed Zara an ‘I told you so’ look and Zara made a face back as Ayesha skipped out of the room. “Aunty Zeenu!”

Kabeer sat beside Zara, bringing the plate of pancakes towards her. “She's talks back just like her mum.” He said, nodding towards the direction Ayesha had left in. “And she's a bit uptight just like her dad!” Zara grabbed the fork and made to attack the pancakes when Kabeer moved them out of her reach. “Kabeeeeeer!” “You're going to eat the pancakes this uptight man made?” She kept reaching for the plate, and Kabeer kept moving it out of her way. He broke a piece using his fork and moved it close to his mouth but paused in his tracks. “Does anyone act like this with their wife? That too such a heavily pregnant one?” Her lips began to quiver as she moved her face away and folded her arms. “You're very mean.” Half amused, Kabeer brought his fork towards her. “Okay, come and eat.” “No I don't want it.” “Zara, come on!” “No, I'm not eating it.” “Okay Zara, sorry! I'm apologising, will you eat now?” She finally turned back towards him, a twinkle in her eye as she bit her lip. Kabeer knew that wasn’t a good sign. “On a condition.” He watched as she raised her eyebrows towards the floor. “You have to do 100.” “100?” “Yes. Anyway, I don't want you to have a dad bod, it'll be some good exercise for you.” “Dad bod?! I just did 200 push-ups with Ayeshu. Ayeshu-!” He called, but Zara stopped him. “Leave it, Ayeshu is busy with her chocolate milk.” Within seconds, Kabeer received a video call from Zeenat Bhabhi. He answered, only to see his daughter with a chocolate milk moustache beaming up at him. “Abbu, when will you buy a hologram phone? No one does video calls anymore!” “This is all bid'ah (innovation), I don't need a phone like that.” Ayesha rolled her eyes in sync with Zara. “Anyway tell your mum, how many push-ups did I do earlier?” He directed a smug look towards Zara. “You must've done 1... 10... maybe...” “Ehh! Weren't you counting properly?!” “You only gave me 10 rupees, dad. If you wanted me to lie you should've given me 20.” She shrugged, and Zara laughed. “I...!” He was cut off as Ayesha hung up the phone, then looked over at Zara. “I don't lie, Zara!” Still laughing, Zara patted his arm. “Okay, do 10 and then we'll eat.” He reluctantly completed 10 sit-ups, his breathlessness causing Zara much amusement, and then set himself down beside her to enjoy their pancakes. Zara took a large bite, signalling her approval. “Chef Kabeer, masha’Allah!” “Did you like them?” She nodded enthusiastically. “I made them with a lot of love.” “You're going to teach both our children how to cook.” Kabeer put his arm around her. “And you will help them both with their school work, just as you do so well with Ayeshu right now. Every good thing about her comes from you, Zara.” Zara looked up at him. “Why are you such a good person?” “Because of you. And regarding Ayeshu's name - Ammi was both of ours, Abbu is both of ours and Kabeer is only yours. So if we do the maths, Zara, you have a greater share than anyone.” “As it should be!” Kabeer smiled, placing one hand on her stomach and gently stroking it. “Just a few more days...” Zara instinctively directed his hand towards where the baby was kicking, beaming as he gasped in wonder every time their baby kicked. Even now, after all this time, his enthusiasm was the same. “To be honest Kabeer I just can't wait.”  “Appreciate the calm while you have it, our family of 3 will be 4 soon.” “Insha’Allah (God willing).” He tenderly kissed her shoulder and leaned her head against hers, with Zara sighing in contentment. They were jolted out of their relaxed bubble by the figure who had appeared in the doorway, a half-finished cup of chocolate milk in one hand and the other hand covering her eyes. “Ammi, Abbu, get a room!”

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“I just want our family back”

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“You can be a good man, or you can be a good father”

Somewhere, in his own convoluted way, Billy saw this as his chance at redemption, to be the father Andy never had. I found this scene so striking, the way their emotions almost mirrored one another’s - it was an acting masterclass!

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Defending Jacob / Parallels

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After that episode I believe some gifs are in order. What do ya think fandom, any requests (from prev epis also, I have time so...)?

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I never thought there’d come a time where I’d be jealous of a doorframe, but here we are.

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it’s been a LONG time, but I just felt an urge to gif after starting defending jacob because how beautiful is chris evans? anyway since I last giffed, tumblr have tripled the size limit of gifs but mine still look shit so i’m sorry :)

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The three stages of eating a french fry

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The three stages of loosening a collar, art from Andy Barber

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Multifandom • Tu Hi Meri Shab Hai [Collab with Bijal]

Re-uploaded because YT messed up the quality! I promised something special was coming today and here it is, Bijal & I once again coming together for a collab...

Multifandom • Tu Hi Meri Shab Hai [Collab by Sia & Bijal]

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jac & joseph | be the lightning in me.

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peter x gamora • can't help falling in love

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Avengers // MCU • Adventure of a Lifetime

First video edit I’ve ever made on the MCU but I’m total trash for it and was waiting for HD Endgame to be out before I did. Originally this was gonna be an OG6 tribute but as it progressed I realised I had to include all/most of the people who contributed to the final battle.

Hope you guys enjoy it and leave some feedback if you can pls! Thinking of making Romanogers, Peter-Tony, Gamora/Star-Lord etc. stuff in future but only if you guys wanna see it!

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Hey, love your page! I can totally agree w you for everything qubool hai❤️ (btw I hated Aahil initially but later on he's a real sweetheart). Anyways, getting to the point, most of your daily motion videos are passwords protected... is there a way to watch them? I've heard a lot of praise about it. Also, your Vimeo videos don't seem to work?

Hey! Sorry if you sent this a million years ago, I am a LOT more reachable via Twitter than any other platform these days!

Aahil took too long for me to feel anything towards him haha but AsYa always owned my heart!

Dailymotion password should be ‘sia’, but I am hopefully going to find a solution for those who want to watch my old IPKKND & QH VMs - unfortunately they keep getting deleted due to copyright!

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kabeer x zara // saans ruki ho jaise (vm)

i just thought this song was so perfect for Zara’s feelings after her world came tumbling down!

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As some of you who are following me on Twitter may know, I am trying to pilot a series of blog posts where you can read my rationale behind certain VMs, especially concept ones I have worked hard to produce. This is the first one I’m trying so I hope it’s insightful, especially if you’re a fellow editor who wants to look into how another approaches things.

atharv&vividha ~ tujhse pare main jaoon kahaan?

Ishq Mubarak isn't usually seen as a sad/intense song but after hearing Neha Kakkar's acoustic version I really did hear a different take on it. To me "ae mere dil mubarak ho, yehi toh pyaar hai" was more of a be careful what you wish for sort of line - love is a tumultuous thing. ViTharv's love most certainly was and that's what I aimed to convey. 

I was very selective about the voiceovers I used too, I wanted to start off showing how in awe Vividha was of him - "tum aise kaise ho, Atharv?" is one of my favourite dialogues because of the sheer amazement in her voice. I wanted to begin it from her perspective and show the impact he had on her life - he showed her who she was and became so ingrained in her life that for her the world ceased to exist when he left.

I love giving viewers a second's pause to absorb a powerful dialogue before I move on, so to me black dissolves are some of the best tools I can use. "Agar tum nahi ho toh Vividha marjaayegi", pause for a beat, and then go on to show just what Vividha's grief looked like - the first case of ‘be careful what you wish for’. She wished for her life with Atharv, they gave each other everything, so she's almost admonishing herself for allowing herself to feel that much because of the pain she's suffering now. The scene where she sees him from her bedroom window is very poignant so I wanted to emphasise there how he was there despite not physically being there, hence the fade out where he disappeared.

And then starts Atharv's perspective - I used their first meeting here and then went straight into the moment he returns as Atharv Sujata to show that he was trapped back in that time, in those memories, in a time where all that mattered was that they were together.

"Laapata sa miljaoon kahin toh, mujhse bhi mujhe mila de zara".

Sometimes all it takes is one line of a song to want to make you formulate an entire story. For me it was this line that I couldn't get out of my head because it SCREAMED Atharv. "Maine kaha tha na, main laut kar aoonga... aagaya" - I wanted to show a bitter irony here, showing what the promise was and what the reality was but how that was still Vividha's Atharv, just in a way she had never expected. Within that child she saw the man she loved and worked to unshackle him.

The entire ending was where I aimed to really drill home the idea of the harsh realities of their love and the actual love that made it worthwhile to endure that pain. "Ishq mubarak, dard mubarak", indeed.