ShivIka OS - IT MATTERS...!! Fark Padta Hai...!! (Complete)

In the late night, the moon illuminated the earth with a bunch of glimmering stars. Shivaay sat on the bench in the garden outside his home. He blankly stared at the flamboyant lights that were decorated on the Oberoy Mansion. Finally, the day has arrived for the long awaited grand ShiTia Wedding. Everyone around looked so happy, or that's what he thought, Except for the two souls; one was he himself... and the other one, he wished to be his Anika...!

'Kis mitti ki bani hai yaar yeh ladki...!'

He thought to himself 'Maana ki usse kuch yaad nahi hai. Par yeh ehsaas...? Yeh ehsaas koi kaise bhool sakta hai?. Chalo ek baar agar nahi bhi yaad aa raha, toh aise to kabke naye ehsaas jag gaye hote...' He shook his head in disbelief.

'But nahi. Jab se usse yeh shaadi ki zimmedaari di hai, Who to ek professional ki tarah bas wedding preparations mein hi lagi hui hai...Arre, uske liye thodi na bola tha...' He frowned 'Usse mujhe aur Tia ko saath dekh ke kuch nahi hota hoga...? Even I'm so uncomfortable around her... par uske chehre pe toh jealousy ki ek chhant bhi nazar nahi aati...' He sighed.

He sat there thinking about Anika, with whom, he once upon a time had forcefully married as a part of the deal. Though he never accepted her as his wife in front of the whole world or herself, but his heart longed for that, as time changed...

He had fallen for her...fast and hard! Her all the sweet gestures...her cute antics had turned this heartless, Tadibaaz Shivaay Singh Oberoy into a Loving and caring Ishqbaaz Shivaay...Her Shivaay...! He wanted to spend his entire life with this girl.! He knew, even she feels the same for him, like he does, for her.! But she was clearly ignoring him, like it all just don't matter to her...

'Haldi, Mehndi... ab to Sangeet bhi ho gaya... How many times, I mean HOW Many times, I tried to agitate her to confess...Par who hai ki har baar "Mujhe Koi Fark Nahi Padta..." kehke chali jaati hai' He ran his fingers through his hair as he felt everything slipping out of his control.

'Agar aise hi chalta raha, toh yeh ladki kal meri shaadi bhi karva degi...' He damped perplexed. 'Main usse kho nahi sakta... Shivaay Singh Oberoy toot nahi sakta...' He closed his moist eyes. He wanted her to accept him and her feelings for him... that too, soon. He was lost in the thoughts of his woman, who was behaving weirdly indifferent to the chaos in his life...

"Kaha reh gaye yeh...?" Anika mumbled to herself, returning to their room, after searching for him in the whole mansion. "Aisa bhi koi karta hai bhala?" shaking her head, she went outdoors to have a look one last time. When she was about to turn, her eyes fell on a silhoutte afar in the garden. Slowly she reached to him and before she could say anything

"Kya hua Anika?" He asked without even looking at her.

"Aapko kaise pata main..." he cut in with a shrug "You still don't know, I can feel you around..? Tumhe pehchaan ne ke liye mujhe kisi aahat ki zaroorat nahi..." He said with a soft smile but she ignored him, once again.

"Main who aapko poore ghar mein dhundh rahi thi, aur aap yaha baithe hai..." He looked up at the confused bliss of his life.

"Kyun? Tumhe kyaa fark padta hai?"

"Mujhe koi fark nahi padta...!" He did his half smirk looking away as she threw her memorised line once again... "Yeh to itni der ho gayi thi, aap kahi dikhe nahi...issi liye I was concerned." Finishing she looked down at his irritated face.

"You don't bother about me, right? Toh aaj achanak yeh concern kaha se aa gaya Anika?" He stood up with a hint of taunt in his voice.

"Aap bhool haye? I'm your wedding planner! Kal aapki shaadi hai to Dulha thikthak ho yeh dekhna, is my job. Warna Pinkyaunty firse mujhe hi blame karengi na..." She faced him with the same sarcasm.

"Ohh.! Toh tum yaha mere liye nahi aayi...?" He looked straight into her black eyes.

"Nahi" She stared back.

"Toh tumhe koi farak nahi padta...Hmn?" He started to step forwards.

"Nahi" She walked backwards in sync.

"So, you are nothing else than mere a wedding planner?"

"Nahi..."

"Main tumhara kuch nahi lagta...?" They reached near a tree.

"Nahi..." She stopped suddenly as her back touched the trunk.

"Toh fir ab tak yeh mere naam ka Sindoor, apni mang mein bhar ke kyun ghoom rahi ho...?" She touched her foreline alarmed, as he kept his one hand on the trunk blocking her way.

"Aur... yeh mere naam ka mangalsutra... ab tak kya kar raha hai tumhare gale mein?" With the other hand he held her mangalsutra, his eyes never leaving her once.

"Shivaay...?!" She looked at him frightened.

"Inhe utaar kyun nahi deti...? Ya mujhe tum apna pati maanti ho...? Nahi. Jab main tumhari life mein matter hi nahi karta, toh yeh meri nishaaniya tumhare paas ho ya na ho, tumhe kya fark padta hai...?" His eyes reflecting the hurt in his voice, he tried to pull her mangalsutra away.

"Stop it Shivaay...!" She almost shouted, pushing him away.

"Yeh fark padne ka raag aalapana bandh kijiye... Yeh koi mazak nahi hai..." She roared adjusting his signs back properly. He was surprised by her reaction.

"Rishtey kabhi ektarfa nahi nabhte..." He got caught offguard as tears started to well up in her eyes "Chahte kya hai aap?"

"Main aapko apna pati maanu? Par main kaun hoon Shivaay? Main aapki kya lagti hoon...?" He stood there dumbstruck. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.

"Huh! Aapko kya fark padta hai...?" She shook her head as he was shot blank "Even today you have no answer..."

"What do you want to know? Ke does it affect me to see Tia this close to you??"

"Jab bhi meri aankhon ke saamne aap Tia ka haath pakadte hai... Mujhe sunane ke liye, uski hi taarif karte rehte hai... Jab aap yeh sari rasme karte hai... Itne nazdik se aap uske saath dance karte hai..." She took a deep breathe

"MUJHE FARK PADTA HAI...!!"

"Mujhe fark padta hai Shivaay...!" She cried "Not only Tia, I can't see any other girl this close to you... It stirrs me from inside..."

"If you are going to leave me forever... For someone else or for any other reason... Mujhe fark padta hai..."

"Jab koi mujhse meri aukat poochhta hai...pehchaan poochhta hai... Mujhe fark padta hai..." He frowned as his inside twitched at her quivery voice.

"Hey..." He tried to stop her, but ignoring him she continued.

"Not everyone gets a second chance Shivaay! I was the lucky one!"

"When I was born, first time I opened my eyes in this world, I saw my parents. They gave me a name... Unhone mujhe ek pehchaan di, unki beti ke roop mein..." She sighed and stopped for a while as he tried to sink in what she was upto.

"I got a second chance... After losing my memory, I once again opened my eyes in this new world for the first time... and I saw You in front of me, for me. You told me my name... You even told me, we were married to each other... But after all, who am I Shivaay? Meri pehchaan kya hai...?" He was nescient as he didn't see this coming.

"Jab aap yun kuch nahi kehte, It matters to me..." She sniffled clearly hurt, seeing him stand there speechless. As he tried to take a step towards her, she moved back with a jerk.

"When I got to know, that you were ready to divorce me... I was broken... It shattered my existence... I felt my sole reason to live was snatched away from me..." She dithered sobbing

"Anika..."

"It was not easy for me to accept this Shivaay..."

"When you agreed to marry Tia... it was like my heart got crushed into million particles..."

"Jab jab aapne poochha... do I bother? Yes Shivaay Yes! Mujhe fark pada tha..." She was crying frantically. As if a volcano of emotions had burst inside her, her eyes turned a dark shade of red as tears didn't seem to stop any soon.

It was so so painful to see her like this... Yes, he did push this too hard. He impelled her to open up her heart, to speak the truth. But he just wanted her to confess her feelings...! He never wanted to hurt her sentiments... He could never see her cry...! But she cried, only because of him.!

Agony swept him as he tenderly put his hand on her shoulder. She shuddered at his touch, but didn't push him this time.

"I do care Shivaay..." She hung her head down.

"Shh..." He was choked to see her unbearable pain.

"I'm sorry Anika..!! I really never wanted you to suffer any of these... I just can't...see your tears..." He kept his other hand on her cheek, slid a few loose strands behind her ear as he stroked his thumb on her wet cheek.

"You know... main kabhi bhi tumhe yun rote hue.. nahi dekh sakta..." It made him feel like somone had stabbed him as he wiped off those cruel tears...but new fresh tears rolled down her cheeks again.

"Jab bhi aap mere karib hote hai... Dil karta hai waqt yahi tham jaaye...!" She whispered dreamily as he affectionately held her arms.

She looked up into his blue eyes. How she wanted to plunge into those pool of ocean, where pure love had overpowered every other emotions. He looked back into her black orbs, forgetting all the darkness of uncertainties and fears of losing her. Their eyes mingled, soothing each other in it's own style.

"Jab bhi aap mujhe inn kanji aankhon se dekhte hai... I feel beautiful...!" She slowly caressed his cheek.

"Jab bhi aap mujhe chhoote hai... I feel alive...!" unknowingly she blushed a little as they moved a bit close.

"Jab bhi aap mere aas-paas hote hai... I feel safe...!" She murmured softly as smiling tears made their way. They closed their eyes resting foreheads against each other. "Anika..."

"Jab bhi aap mera naam lete hai... It sounds so wonderous...!"

"You've become my life.! But aapki life mein, ab mere liye koi jagah nahi... iss baat se fark padta hai mujhe..." He got disheartened as reality hit him hard.

"Aapke hone na hone se mujhe fark padta hai Shivaay..." She pulled back and tried to compose herself, leaving him stunned.

"It torments me badly, when you say I'm important for you but you don't know hamare bich rishta kya hai...what all do I mean to you..." She grabbed his collar teary eyed.

"You sat here, alone... Hamare iss benaam rishtey ke khatam hone ke aakhri pal mein bhi aap waha nahi the... It Matters me... Isse mujhe fark..padta... hai" Her grip loosened on him as he looked at her shocked. She managed last few words and passed out in his arms.

"Anika...!" He shouted "Anika...?!" He looked at her aghast.

She had kept herself too busy these days in his wedding preparations, avoiding to face her true feelings, that too in front of him... He thought he knew her quite well! He thought she had become stone hearted as she never responded to his pains...

But now he got to know, that his inner turmoil was nothing as compared to the hurricane of emotions that swirled inside her...! All this exhaustion had made her vulnerable. But as she reached her endurance level, she poured her heart out. As her confined torrent fluxed out, she felt light headed and let herself loose...!

Immediately, he picked her up and rushed inside, to their room. He gently laid her down on the bed and sprinkled some water drops on her face. His worried eyes brimmed with tears. His heart ached immensely as his trembling hand held her cold one. She slightly moved her heavy eyelids and slowly opened her eyes to look at his flushed face, as a teardrop fell on her cheek.

"Shivaay...!" She exhaled softly.

Happily relieve, he pulled her to him in an impulse and pressed her face to his heart. "Aise koi darata hai kya...?" He managed to ask in his shaky voice. But as she tried to say something

"Shh..." he stopped her, laying her back on the bed.

"Do you trust me?" He asked hopeful. She nodded sweetly wiping off his tears as he smiled "Main sab thik kar doonga... Sab thik kar doonga..." Covering her with a soft blanket, he held her hand as if promising to never be apart.!

The next morning, Anika woke up to some hustling sounds. She was alone in the room, a box lying beside her. She frowned as to what was that, when Daadi came in.

"Tu uth gayi beta! Jaldi se inn kapdo mein ready hoke niche aaja... Baki sab taiyariyan bhi dekh le..." Daadi blessed her, giving that box and left. Today indeed was important, as this day would change her entire life.! Wondering where Shivaay was, she got up to get ready.

She entered the hall downstairs, where the mandap was set, at the same time as some policemen with a guy.

"Dushyant??!!" Tia whooped and rushed to hug him, earning loud gasps across the hall. She was so so happy to see her husband alive, that she didn't care that she was a bride, ready in her dulhan ka joda, with everyone present around.

Mrs. Kapoor flustered as Shivaay reached to her. He ran his hand through his hair in his eminent style as she gulped. "Shivaay Singh Oberoy...! naam hai mera..." He gestured her to hand him that video chip regarding Om's past and mouthed "Never forget" Police arrested her with Swetlana, in the case of attempt to murder Mr. Dushyant.

Looking at Tia and her condition, Shivaay forgave her and advised to spend her life with her husband peacefully And never ever to play with anybody else's life, again. Gratefully, she hugged him and left with her husband.

Entire family stood there smiling, relieved but Anika was clueless as to how this all happened. Daadi assured her as Pinkyji gushed "Yeh sab na mere Shivaay ka kamal hai, ha... usne aaj subah hi hame unn chipdio ke baare mein bata diya tha..." She held her hand "I'm sorry Anika.! Maine tumhe galat samjha..."

"Nahi auntyji...aap" Anika started but she stopped her

"Arre, Aunty nahi Mom bol..! I'm very happy todays... bas ek shikayat hai...yeh sab readys hona aur yeh saara decorations sab wastes jaayega..."

"Kyun waste jaayega mom?" Shivay joined, holding her shoulders " Jab aap sab yaha hai, yeh mandap bhi yahi hai, Dulha bhi yahi hai..." He glanced at Anika "aur Dulhan bhi..."

She smiled as Shivaay approached Anika. Holding her hand, he sat on one knee before her, with ring held out in the other hand. She stood there wide eyed, amazed :

"Anika, will you marry me, again... And be my wife, to be mine forever...?"

She couldn't believe her destiny as ShivIka remarried each other following all the rituals. Their family happily danced there rejoicing and blessed their companionship wholeheartedly.

She felt complete and content as happy tears flew down from her eyes.

"In aansuon ko apni life se vidaa kar do, Mrs. Anika Shivaay Singh Oberoy...!!! Your happiness Matters to me... inse mujhe bahot Fark Padta Hai...!!"

She wiped those tears off as he pecked her cheek. They entwined their hands smiling, to be Together Forever...!!!

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