Ok first of all I never planned to update today. But today is Titli di's birthday. Who's my one of the most constant reader, supporter, amazing friend, an amazing critic. Who not just praises me when I write good but even tell me where I did wrong, where I should improvise, what isn't going well with the story all in all my favorite reader. And it's her favorite story so the update is dedicated to her.
OK this part went so sad. All thanks to todays rain and Enrique Iglesius's Hero that all my sadness went into this. So please don't kill me after reading this. Just know one thing I won't be ending here. So don't take trace. and enjoy.
It was dawn now. It has stopped raining long back. The soft sunrays have started to peep in from the natural curtain of leaves into the cave making the cave a lil piece of dream.
And the chirping of birds could be heard clearly. And this disturbed Shivaay's sleep. Being a light sleeper, Shivaay woke up immediately. And the sight infront of him took his breath away, his Annika. But the very moment it hurt him too. That he can't call her as his. He doesn't have the right to do so. His Annika hasn't permitted him to do so. No no...she isn't actually his. Not till now atlist. But he truly wish she was, she was his. She was his Annika. He had the right to call her as his. To the angelic face infront of his who's sleeping face making her more breath taking. Those long eye lashes, that pointed nose, those curved eye brows, those lips, she is a real sight to be held. But unfortunetly not his. She isn't his. And ...
She hates him. His Annika hates him.
But, she may not be his, he is her. Totally, entirely her, he is annika's Shivaay now. My be it would be difficult for her to accept him as the new Shivaay or, may be...she won't be able to accept him ever.. he inhaled a sharp breath but he'll be her. He'll wait for her acceptance till she needs. Or till his last breath.
And, if ever she decides to marry someone else, if she falls in love with someone ELSE he'll happily let her leave. Leave him forever and have a little happy world for her. But he won't be a hindrance in the way of her happiness.
And he started crying. It was paining his heart too much. As if he is suffering from a heart attack. Actually more painful then that.
But before that, he'll take a chance, to prove his love to her. His first and last love, his LIFE, HIS Annika...
In mean time Annika woke up, but couldn't find Shivaay anywhere. But after five minutes he came back.
"Oh! You woke up? I'm sorry but we need to walk back till our car. As it's not possible for a car to enter in this forest so..."
"Let's go. It's not like I can't manage without your car." And she started moving cutting her off and hurting his heart more.
'I'm sorry Shivaay to hurt you. But protection is always better than cure. May be you are hurt now. But the instant you'll go back to OM you'll forget me. So it's better if we stay apart from now.'
By giving him a last glance she went ahead.
It was hurting him more and more. This disinterest, avoidance from her was killing him. He was feeling like crying, but he kept on walking.
When they reached near their car, instead of going to the car she kept on waiting on the road looking at the both sides if she can get an auto or a taxi.
"You won't get a taxi at this time Annika."
"Taxi drivers ain't rich like you Shivaay that they would keep sleeping so late. I'll get a taxi and I can wait. Alone. You are so busy so may leave."
He took a deep breath. 'Why are you doing this with me Annika? Why are you hurting me so much? Why do you need to compare everyone with me?'
"I know Annika, neither they are rich nor a sexist like me. So you feel safer with a sranger than me more. But trust me when once you made it clear that you don't like me, or more precisely hate me so much then I won't go near you. You are safe. But, there are more dangerous people who won't leave you after you push them or call them a womanizer. And I'm not that bad that I'll leave you here for being their prey. So, please come with me."
Saying this he went and stood opening the door of passenger seat for Annika.
Annika who wasn't anything of this was shaken to the core hearing him saying those things about himself. Though she was the one who accused him of being all of this, but hearing him repeating those words made her feel so low. She felt like crying and hug him tight, but she maintained a stern face and sat on the seat.
The journey went in scilence.
The silence was suffocating shivaay. So he played the media player. And the song started playing was Hero by Enrique Iglesius. The voice, the lyrics, the rhythym everything was falling into pieces with their present state of mind.
(pLEASE WATCH THE VIDEO)
Would you dance if I asked you to dance?
Or would you run and never look back?
Would you cry if you saw me crying?
And would you save my soul tonight?
Would you tremble if I touched your lips?
Or would you laugh? Oh, please tell me this
Now would you die for the one you love?
Oh hold me in your arms tonight
I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
Would you swear that you'll always be mine
Or would you lie? Would you run and hide?
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
I don't care, you're here tonight
I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
Oh, I just hold you
I just hold you, oh yeah
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
Well, I don't care, you're here tonight
I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
You can take my breath away
I can be your hero...
He stopped the car in front of her chawl. Both were crying, actually, their heart were crying.
She went to her chawl and slumped down near her door. Crying. Like a fool. But her cries stopped hearing her phone ring.
"Annika!"
"Yes"
"Where are you? Please come fast. We are waiting for you here."
"For me? I wasn't supposed to be there right?"
"What? Why? Shivaay's already at Tia's place to make everything correct. And now we are waiting for you. Wear the best dress you have and come here."
"But why are you asking ME to doll up myself? And you are waiting for me?"
"Yes, for you.. who else would we wait for Annika? You made his day Annika. Finally after all this year he is throwing a party today. Please come here."
"But..."
"Come fast..."
And the call ended making her dumb founded. She was clueless about what's happening. Why Om was saying that she has made his day? She hasn't done anything...
And then her door bell rang...
It was night time.
All the guests started coming to the Party. Shivaay was there too but was looking gloomy. Though he tried to cancel the party after returning back but Rudra was adamant for it. But this Party was meaningless for him now.
And in the mean time Annika entered.
Looking all gorgeous. And the moment she looked at Shivaay
her eyes got sealed with his. But she looked away as soon as possible.
But as soon as Rudra saw her he just jumped on Annika and dragged her towards pool side.
"I'm so happy today didi. Finally Bhaiyaa will get married now. With the best girl in the world." He said holding her shoulder jumping."
"Is your Bhaiyaa back from Tia's place?"
"yes. And she has no problem you know. So we'll announce it today." He said grinning.
"BTW how is it to be Bhaiyaa's GF di?" Rudra asked teasing.
"It's not is, it should be was right Annika? Cause as per the plan Annika won't be Shivaay's GF anymore." Om said smiling.
And Om saw Shivaay there. "And thank you for giving him the best gift ever Annika. You made his life by your decision yesterday." Om said smiling in content looking at them.
She to see Shivaay standing there. Om's words kept ringing in her mind. She isn't her GF anymore after tonight she can't be her GF. Tia has no problem with the marriage. She was boiling in rage and seeing Shivaay didn't helped her. And she slapped him crying.
"Wow Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi. Wow. Hats off to you Mr. Oberoi. So I declined your proposal and you are taking revenge like this? By mocking me that I'm so idiot to fall in your trap. But let me clear it Om I wasn't, isn't and won't be his girl friend ever. Why you did this with me Shivaay? You proposed me yesterday. And after my rejection you were acting to be hurt and now going to announce your marriage with Tia? Wow Mr. Oberoi wow."
She said crying holding his coller. It was enough to kill Shivaay. He was dead. But Om and Rudra was shocked. And now angry. But before they could say something Pinky came there.
"What are they saying Shivaay? You canceled your marriage with Tia? You won't marry her? But you said you'll announce your marriage. And what is happening?"
"Annika you are heres too? Do you knows anything whom he's marrying? Who's the girls? And did you gives the gift to Shivaay?"
"Which ...gi..gift aunty?"
"What which gift? Rudra was chantings that's you are givings Shivaay the best Birth Day today. So I thoughts..."
"Today is Shivaay's Birthday?" she asked in feeble tone crying looking at Shivaay who was standing still there. As if someone sucked all his life out of his body.
"What? U don'ts knows it? So why is the partys happenings? So have you gaves it?"
"Yes choti maa Annika di gave it to Bhaiyaa. But gift bhaiyaa ko bahut mehengi par gayi. And bhaiyaa Tia se shaadi karenge. Woh na kisi reason se gussa ho gye the Tia didi pe but abhi abhi sort out hua. Woh Tia didi se hi shaadi karenge."
"Tu achanak Tia ko did bol rahi hai?"
"People makes mistake choti maa. But they should learn. And I learnt today that Tia is so good. At list she won't spoil my Bhaiyaa's Birthday like this. Let's leave choti maa."
Saying this an angry Rudra took away a confused Pinky leaving three people behind.
An angry Om, a devastated Shivaay and a broken, shocked, guilty Annika who was crying and hurting her Shivaay and spoiling his Birth Day.
oK SO DONE WITH THIS PART. pLEASE DO VOTE AND COMMENT AND LETME KNOW HOW WAS IT...
All chameli and chiknis are welcome. Thank you.
Tata...
Singning off
Pri.
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