The Song We Sang - Rudhita OS

THE SONG WE SANG.

for mahisgirl12. Hope you like it !!!

"You sang it....I know it." Anirudh puffed. He has been awkward for days together.Like what if Bondita really sang a song ? But it was with a male partner. That makes it a bit different and honestly, bad.
"Who told you?" Bondita questioned, putting some clothes in the cupboard. She had returned from Calcutta. "Batuk.He was there at the graduation ceremony." Anirudh explained. "Lovely, that explains everything."Bondita clapped her hands in excitement. "The judge wants the prosecutor to explain the point." Anirudh frowned.

"Ah... My lord, the very first thing, it was a graduation ceremony, secondly, batuk can't sing , and thirdly and the most importantly you were not there." She stomped her foot hard on the floor.She had really wanted Anirudh to be there.

Anirudh shook his head."Mr. Banerjee had this..." before he could continue , Bondita interrupted "Mr. Banerjee and his court case, I don't want to know it was important...for the 100th time"Bondita stormed out of the room , running.

She went to the washroom and bolted herself inside. "Why do you do this to me ? " she asked dejectedly. She liked it when he smelt of jealousy. The way he was getting uncomfortable at her male friend's company. Honestly, she had lost hope. Two years ago she had felt that Saudamini and Anirudh would get married anyday. She was at Calcutta and was just waiting for a letter. A letter to invite her to a wedding. But then it didn't arrive. Batuk told her that the marriage was there to happen but something lashed out between the duo. They fought -like really hard.And then finally in the next seven days Saudamini got married, to a barrister - who was not Anirudh.
Bondita laughed, on the disclosure. She had never wanted to break his heart, but she knew what Saudamini had always wanted - money. She had still wished for Anirudh's happiness and hadn't said a word. But finally it felt like some hope was there.

Anirudh was standing just on the other side of the door in which Bondita had locked herself.A myriad of emotions whirlpooled in Anirudh's heart.If it was the right time? How long he had waited for her to reach here. He had cared for her , guided her and had given her everything in life. Still he didn't feel entitled enough to ask her out. To ask if she wanted to be his wife still. He wanted to give her the last choice-to stay or not to stay. For his part , he had already fallen in love , had seen a heartbreak and had again fallen in love , but with the right person this time-BONDITA.

He knocked on the door." Mishti , open up" He ordered. "What if I don't?" Bondita asked.Anirudh smiled silly on her question. How was she able to ask a question every time.And then an idea stuck him.
"Maine poocha ek ghata se itra ke chal di kahan?
Pyaas ki badi zameen hai barson bhi tarsao na......." Anirudh sang , laughing a bit.
"And then...." Bondita asked ."And then what ?" Anirudh chuckled.
"What did it answer.." Bondita asked amused.

"Oh...Then ;Thoda woh gurraayi, thoda sa tharraayi
Garji yahan phir wahan
Preet lutaati phir chham chham
Chham barsi woh teri hi tarah piya"

Bondita laughed at this. Her heart wanted her to go out and embrace Anirudh in a bone crashing hug. But ethics told otherwise. "Mishti , please come out..." Anirudh's desperation was clear from his voice.
"Piyu bole, piya bole kya yeh bole jaanu na?" Bondita cleverly sang , giving her answer.
"This is not fair. This is my song ...."
"Which I happened to sing on my graduation."Bondita completed."I was waiting for you Anirudh Babu. And honestly my male partner - he never sang. He just played the piano. He was a British." She added on to her melancholy.
Anirudh slapped his forehead again. Batuk really was a bad messanger.
"I am sorry Bondita." Anirudh apologised.
At this Bondita opened her door . "You felt something didn't you?"
"when?" Anirudh asked.
"When i told you about that , that song - the male partner thing ,huh ?" Bondita asked.
Anirudh was taken aback. Was she really asking him all this ? He stammered .
"Shhhh..." Bondita restricted his stammering with her fingers. " No answers for this question Anirudh Babu."
"Mishti, would you sing for me ?"
"Always." Bondita answered, smiling so happily.
Finally Anirudh , sat on the piano. He hummed through the lyrics. Bondita sat at his side. She looked at him with all the admiration she could posses. "You are mine...hmmmm...." Anirudh skipped the lyrics , making Bondita chuckle. And then he did something unexpected. He placed a kiss , on Bondita's forhead. Something different happened at that moment - something new.

"Ek nadi se maine poochha ithla ke chal di kahan?
Door tere pee ka ghar hai balkha ke chal di kahan?
Thoda woh ghabrayi thoda sa sharmayi
Uchhli yahan se wahan
Sagar se milne ka
Uska to sapna tha teri hi tarah piya
Jiya dole haule haule kyon yeh dole jaanu na?
Piyu bole, piya bole kya yeh bole jaanu na?
Jiya dole haule haule kyon yeh dole jaanu na?"Bondita sang her eyes closed.
Anirudh finally relaxed. This was the most right place he could be in.
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loving you was sunshine, but then it poured
And I lost so much more than my senses
'Cause loving you had consequences

So adorable❤️😳

Just loved it ❣️

omg omg omg sooooooooo much loveeeeeeeee☺️

Beautiful this is

Pareenita ki yaad aa gai and this version I liked more my rudhita singing this beautiful melody with so much of admiration.. Aniruddh being jealous it was so much fun

Cute and sweet. Only u have the ability to portray even the grown up Rudhita as cute and with a sense of contentment which most of the writers that I came across lack . All over a great work with the quality to create a masterpiece in the future... 😍😍😍

Once a grown up was a child in the eyes of the world; but that one will always be child in the motherly affectionate eyes full of something that is indefinable even by the almighty.

A mother creates a child but you my dear create a new whole life for so many with your words. You create the most precious thing in the world no in the whole universe "HOPE".

God bless you dear🙂🙂🙂🙂

Originally posted by: Past1

Cute and sweet. Only u have the ability to portray even the grown up Rudhita as cute and with a sense of contentment which most of the writers that I came across lack . All over a great work with the quality to create a masterpiece in the future... 😍😍😍

Once a grown up was a child into the eyes of the world; but that one will always be child in the motherly affectionate eyes full of something that is indefinable even by the almighty.

A mother creates a child but you my dear create a new whole life for so many with your words. You create the most precious thing in the world no in the whole universe "HOPE".

God bless you dear🙂🙂🙂🙂

Honestly I was crying after reading this. Nobody has told me ever - in this way -about my work .

For some reason , right now - nobody really wants to accept that I can write. Because they don’t want me to do certain things now .

So it’s really you people who give me this inspiration . I have read a lot , and still I read a lot , and I know I am still very amateur in writing .

But this comment - I am going to remember all my life . Thanks for writing this - you really made my day. I don’t know if my this short really deserves this praise.

Thanks you so much dear !!

Originally posted by: Laalchi_Reader

Beautiful this is

Pareenita ki yaad aa gai and this version I liked more my rudhita singing this beautiful melody with so much of admiration.. Aniruddh being jealous it was so much fun

Rudhita - we really don’t know how they shall look. This is what we call pure love for the concept. We have been in love with the idea of a man and women . A women who grew up because this man saved her , and then fell for him . It’s just pure love !!

Originally posted by: Sujz

omg omg omg sooooooooo much loveeeeeeeee☺️

Thank you so much !!!

Amazing story

& you are an amazing writer 👍🏼

Please write more Rudhita OS😊

Its beautiful dear😳 enjoyed reading it. Rudhita convo was so sweet. So write more