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Hey guys
Long time, i know
University has kept me really busy and I've been off and on never really getting the time to actually stay and chat
So I'm writing a OS (my version of today Shivika tashan)
I loved Shivika but Shivaay really needs to get punched in the face. Hard.
My OS will be more angst filled (what I wanted from today's Shivika scene)
Annika felt the hard grip on her arm push her roughly into the pillar, Shivaays form looming over her. Dark blue eyes filled with anger stared at her unblinkingly.
"Just who the hell do you think you are Annika huh? Who gave you the right to decide whether or not dev and prinku should meet?" Lagti kya ho tumhe iss khandaan ki". You're just a outsider. A mere worker who comes, works and leaves." Annika stared back breathing deeply. He face whitened.
"At least give me a cha-, she got cut off ruthlessly shivaay pressing her more firmly into the pillar hands banging on the wall near her head, caging her in.
"Har baar". He gritted out. "Every single time you interfere into matters that are of no concern of yours but that needs to be stopped clearly".
"For me blood and where you come from matters a lot, the status of this family matters a lot. We are Oberois. We can't form a relationship with a illegitimate guy who is of filthy blood. He's a bloody liar and betrayer. He doesn't deserve my sister. Shivaay said in a tight voice. Annika stood staring at him.
"Family, name, wealth,bloodline and surname is a big deal for me Annika". "Who you are reflects on your attitude and behaviour to the world. But of course you wouldn't understand that. You have no identity. No surname. You're just bloody there Annika. Tumhari pachaan kya hai, ho kaun tum. Family hai. Parents, uncles and cousins. Jaanti bhi ho ki parivaar kya hai". "No". He mocked. "You don't know do you"? "Because you have no one Annika but i do and always will"."My family comes first".
Colour had leeched from Annikas face as every word fell from Shivaays mouth. She gulped back tears. Shivaay had pressed off of her and was now facing the other way.
"You know Mr Oberoi". Annika spoke finally. There's no way she was leaving without giving it back. "Your thoughts are disgusting". 'You are a sorry excuse of a human". "You know what, everyone comes into this world equally, some are just fed with a golden spoon and some work hard everyday, get up everyday so that they can provide for their family. And before you so nicely tell me I don't have a family. My brother is my family. The only person i will ever need. I'm a orphan". Everyone, including Shivaay jerked at that.
"I was adopted by a very humble and sweet family who gave me love and care till the day they died". "The things you are always going on about. Wealth. Power. Blood. They don't buy happiness. They don't buy love and warmth. You have everything. Still the one thing that you need you don't have. A thing money cant buy. A heart. Aap ka kya gum ho gaya hai. Kabhi kabhi apni ego chor ke dusre ko bhi importance dena chaya. Not everything in the world revolves around Shivaay Singh Oberoi. Family and blood don't decide how your mentality is. Take you for example. You belong to such a rich and good family aur apki soch is rubbish. Pure and utter kachra. It doesn't even belong in the lowest to lowest slums that's how disgusting your mentality is. Shivaay jerked around glaring at her.
"And i have no interest in mingling with people like you. I resign. Quit.
I never want to see your face again. Mr Shivaay Singh Oberoi. Never ever.
She walked away without looking back not stopping even after countless pleads from his family.
Shivaay stared at the door breathing hard. His chest felt constricted and it was like he couldn't breathe anymore. He stood staring aimlessly into space, feeling as if a crucial part of his life had just dissipated into air and he'd never get it back.
Thats it
Please tell me it isn't as bad as I think it is
Iris
Jhanak
