Shivika FF- When the Lights Go Out [Chapter 11 updt 07/19 - page 17] - Page 8

Omkara walked the dark and damp corridors of the police station with dread. The past few days had taught him that the people he thought he knew did not exist. Instead he had seen monsters that preyed on people in broad daylight. As he followed the inspector to the last cell, he girded himself to face the worst of them, the man who had shot the sweet and selfless Annika. Eyes hardening and face set in stone, Om stalked to the door.

A sharp rap from the inspector's cane on the bars of the jail, had a figure who was huddled in the far corner unfurl himself, stand slowly and walk stiffly into the meagre light afforded by the single bulb. Involuntarily a gasp issued from Om's lips. Daksh was badly bruised. A cut ran diagonally from his hairline to his right eyebrow. Bluish purple bruises stood out in stark relief against his cheekbones and jaw. Dried blood lingered in the corner of his mouth but it was not the bruises that had Omkara gasp, it was the maniacal light that glittered in his eyes.

"He has confessed to plotting to kill Ms Annika and shooting her at the courthouse, said the inspector. There was no remorse, no pain just pure hatred in Daksh's eyes. "Why? he whispered the question.

Eerie laughter echoed in the cell while Om's eyes widened in horror. This was much worse than he thought. Voice hoarse with the effort of holding his emotions at bay Om barked, "She is not dead. Do you hear? SHE IS NOT DEAD. And if I have any say, you will never be able to see the light of the day or even wander near her again.

The laughter stopped, Daksh edged closed to the bars and a sibilant whisper came out "Then she must die. Annika must die. There is no forgiveness in Daksh's world.

Om read the promise in Daksh's eyes and felt chills running down his spine. He broke into a run heading away from the cell and the police station as the unnatural laughter followed him. Shivaay needed to know. The danger was not over.

Kalyani Singh Oberoi sat holding Annika's hand in hers as she slept. She had always thought that she was a fair and just person but it was just recently that she had realized she had been selfish. She had looked out only for the interests of her family and in the process sent a young girl almost to her death. If Annika had been her actual granddaughter then Kalyani would have done everything in her power to free her from the tyrant who forcibly married her and seen to it that she went far away from danger. Instead she had pushed Shivaay and Annika together hoping they would work things out and then compounded it by emotionally blackmailing Annika into letting Shivaay go free. The pale and wounded young girl lying on the hospital bed surrounded by machines was a stark reminder that she had tried to play God and failed miserably.

"I will never forgive myself for this, whispered Kalyani Singh Oberoi. Rheumy eyes looked up at her grandson, "I should not have asked her to come to court and save you. She did it for me. Look what I have done to her?

Unable to meet Dadi's eyes, Shivaay looked away. "It's not you Dadi, it's me, he confessed in a subdued voice.

"I committed a crime and she is paying the price. Swiping his hand across his forehead he said in a plaintive voice, "I don't know how to set it right Dadi... How do I even begin to ask forgiveness? Annika doesn't remember anyone or anything.

The room to the door banged open and Om barged in disheveled. "O...Om kya hua?" "Daksh... the quiet way in which Om said his name had Shivaay's world spin for a moment. In all the mayhem after Annika's shooting, he had forgotten about Daksh!

"He is not done. He wants Annika dead and you to pay the price for betraying him. "Be...betray? Shivaay felt the icy tingles of fear start to creep up from his toes. It seemed once again Annika was in crosshairs because of him. Another thought struck him then, Om must have figured out the whole truth now. Shamefaced, he looked away waiting for Om to condemn him.

"We need to shift Annika from here as soon as possible. Daksh is mad and he can do anything at any time, the expected condemnation did not come. Om had chosen not to reveal the complete truth and Shivaay could only be grateful that Dadi remained oblivious to the true reason that he had treated Annika so abysmally.

"We have done enough damage to Annika and her life. I promised her before she came to the court that if she did this one favor then none of us would ever darken her doors again and I intend to keep the promise no matter what the cost, declared Dadi.

Shivaay reeled from another blow, Annika had come only because Dadi had promised her that they would all leave her alone? Annika had had enough of him and was shutting him out of her life. Defeat bowed his shoulders and he stared at nothing in particular.

"She is unwell and unable to look after herself right now, so do what you must to protect her and keep her safe. But I am warning you Shivaay, once she is well and can look after herself, you will give her divorce and let her go free, else I will leave Oberoi house and permanently shift to Haridwar. I will live the rest of my life there and repent for the sins that you have committed. She swept out of the room leaving a stunned Shivaay in her wake.

Everything that he valued was slipping out of his fingers, Dadi had just given him an ultimatum which was giving him "michmichis in Annika's language , Om and Ru were barely talking to him and he dreaded what the rest of the family would say when he finally went home.

In the middle of it was the girl who was the one reason for all his pain and the only source of light at the end of a dark tunnel, Annika. All the roads to redemption started and ended with her. Perhaps earning her forgiveness would finally lay to rest the demons haunting him and maybe, just maybe pacify whichever God she had prayed to the night of the reception.

Voices disturbed Annika's sleep. She frowned wanting them to go away but like the bees in the garden behind her house they buzzed and hummed incessantly. Eyebrows scrunched in anger she slowly opened her eyes to find bagad billa talking to a tall man in suit boot. The pain in her chest and head had subsided to a dull ache and she suddenly realized she was extremely hungry.

Scanning the room for food she realized she was still at the hospital. No one seem to paying any attention to her and like a typical child she decided enough was enough. She let out a loud wail and immediately her new friend rushed over, "tum theek ho? Why are you crying? Are you in pain, should I call the doctor?

"Bagad billa, I am katti with you. Don't talk to me. My head hurts. I am hungry and I want aloo puri. Also you promised to get me out this place and you haven't. Ma and Baba have not come to see me... her list of complaints grew and Shivaay swiped his forehead and muttered under his breath "pagal ladki.

Stopping in the middle of her tantrum, she frowned in confusion, she had heard those same words before. Seeing her frown Shivaay asked, "What happened?

"This is not the first time you are calling me pagal right? Shivaay froze and willed himself to breathe slowly. The frown on her face deepened, "Tumne mujhe pagal kaha? Jaa...same to you, back to you, no return, and proceeded to cross her hands over her stomach and look away. The man in the suit boot muffled a laugh with his hand. Shivaay shot him a glare and then turned to Annika.

Afraid that she was starting to remember, he quickly tried to make amends, "Okay, okay sorry... I got angry because you called me bagad billa again. I have a name, its Shivaay Singh Oberoi. You can call me Shivaay.

A vague memory surfaced, "Shivaay she drew out the syllables as if testing the name and Shivaay drew in a sharp breath. He had never expected to hear his first name again from her lips and it was just as beautiful as the first time he had heard it when she had uttered it in a drunken stupor after consuming Ru's punch.

She frowned again, "I will call you SSO, I like that better. Shivaay sighed, SSO was atleast better than the Mr Shivaay Singh Oberoi she had hurled at him after the reception that had felt like a hail of bullets.

He turned around to Aman "Give me the photo. The man in suit boot handed SSO a photo and Annika craned her neck to see it. "That's my chutki and this is me!! she exclaimed in happiness pointing to the faces in the photograph.

"Chutki likes mirchi ke pakoda so much that one day she ate a lot of them and Baba had to take her to the doctor because her tummy hurt. When she came back she told me she told me she wanted to be a doctor because then she could eat as many mirchi ke pakode as she wanted and if she fell sick then she could write medicines for herself! She is so smart! Delight shone in her eyes and a beautiful smile graced her lips and inspite of the dire circumstances, Shivaay found himself smiling along with her.

"Annika do you have a photo of your parents? Do you know what their names are? he asked. "Yes, there are lots of them at home. Of course I know their names, its Ma and Baba.

"Where is home?

"Home? Arre... home is next to Chandu chacha's house.

"You don't know Chandu chacha??? He is the best halwai in Mumbai, Chutki and I often eat his gajar ka halwa... and on she went about Chandu chacha's sweets. It was becoming very evident to Shivaay that Annika did not know the address of her house or the full names of her parents. Other than this photo and the adoption papers there were no other clues to help him trace her family.

"Annika, I will listen to your Chandu chacha's tales later. Today you are going to get discharged from the hospital and I will take you to a nice place with a garden and lots of things to eat. When your Baba and Ma return they will come there, he lied hoping that it would turn true. "Let me call a nurse to help you dress.

Walking out of the room after calling the nurse, Shivaay asked Aman to visit the orphanage from where Annika was adopted and continue the investigation. The two security guards he had posted outside her room after Om's warning about Daksh nodded at him as he passed.

Whipping out his phone he was just about call Khanna to check if the car was ready when a loud scream and the shattering of glass reached his ears. He hurled himself through the door to Annika's room and raced into the washroom to be greeted by the sight of a sobbing Annika being held by the nurse and shattered pieces of glass littering the floor.

"She threw the toothbrush holder at the mirror explained the nurse.

Grabbing Annika Shivaay shook her slightly, "Tum theek ho? Pagal ho gayi ho kya, agar tumhe kuch ho jata toh?

Annika sobbed more loudly pointing at the mirror and asked "Who is that? looking at her own reflection in the remaining broken pieces.

Realization dawned but before Shivaay could utter a word, a worried Dr Gauri arrived. "What happened? I was passing by when a heard a scream.

Disentangling Shivaay's arms from her shoulders, Annika hugged Dr Gauri. "She is not me. I am scared pointing to the mirror.

"I was helping the patient change clothes and brush her hair Doctor, when she looked in the mirror. She screamed and threw the toothbrush holder at the mirror and started sobbing saying that the girl in the mirror scared her because it wasn't her, said the nurse.

Realization dawned on Dr Gauri's face. Annika had never seen her face after waking up from her coma and for a 7 year old girl to see the face of an adult in the mirror must be traumatizing.

Murmuring soothing words Gauri ushered Annika to the hospital bed. "I know what you saw in the mirror was scary Ms Annika. We did not tell you something when you woke up in here. You hit your head when you fell and got hurt. Because of that you have forgotten some things. You are not seven Annika, you are actually 25 years old. You have forgotten 18 years of your life.

Annika stared at Dr Gauri with confusion writ large on her face, "I am 25 years old? 25??? Her bottom lip started to tremble and tears began to gather in eyes. "You are lying right... is it April fools' day today? Desperately she looked at the other people in the room for confirmation that it was indeed April Fools' Day. When she received only grim looks from the people in the room, Annika started to wail, "Baba...

Unable to see Annika in this state Shivaay jumped in, "Your Baba is coming Annika. If you cry like this then your head will hurt again and the Doctor will have to keep you here in the hospital for more time and you won't be able to leave with your Baba.

The wails subsided into hiccups. "If I am 25 now then chutki must be... she started counting on her fingers and after a good 5 minutes squealed, "23!!!.

Shivaay rolled his eyes, it had taken her 5 minutes to figure that out.

Jumping ahead to the next thought, Annika wondered aloud, "Does Baba have white hair now? I have tell him to make it black like Chandu chacha else my friends will make fun of him.

Then she turned to look at Dr Gauri before asking curiously, "Do I have a job now or am I still in school? My teacher told me that if I didn't do better in Maths then she will keep failing me and even after I turned 25, I would still be in school...

Again Shivaay rolled his eyes, apparently her atrocious Math skills were a problem long before her entry in Sahil's life.

Dr Gauri cleared her throat and glanced at Shivaay before replying, "Actually you are married now and then pointing at him, "to Mr Shivaay Singh Oberoi.

Annika gasped, "Him??? That bagad billa... do I look like a gadhi to you? All he does his frown and yell. No I am waiting for Hritik Roshan to come for me and then we are going to dance and sing "Ek pal ka jeena... and accompanied it with the Hritik Roshan step from the movie.

Exasperated Shivaay cut in, "No, Hritik Roshan is not going to come for you. You are coming with me and we are not going to dance or sing any songs...

Dr Gauri tried to muffle the laughter bubbling up but couldn't. It burst forth in gales of hearty laughter that had others in the room also guffawing away. The imaginary picture of Shivaay Singh Oberoi dancing around a tree singing love songs for his wife was hilarious. Annika and Shivaay glared at each other and when it became obvious that there would be no winner in the glaring match, Annika crossed her hands above her waist, looked away and harrumphed.

"Try and understand Ms Annika, until you get better there is no way you can dance around a tree or sing anyway. For now, please go with him and take good care of yourself. I will come visit you for your checkups said Gauri hoping to pacify the opponents.

Reluctantly Annika stood up and walked over slowly to Shivaay as if she was being given a punishment. "I don't like you. This nice doctor said that's why I am coming with you. When my Baba and Ma come and pick me up, you can sing and dance around trees all alone.

Shaking his head and barely holding on to his temper Shivaay held Annika's hand to support her as they slowly made their way out of the hospital. Looking over his shoulder he saw that Om and Ru had also made their way out after paying the hospital bills and were getting into the car. Prinku was planning to go directly to the farmhouse and make sure everything was ready by the time they reached there. He had also hired a couple of good nurses to stay by Annika's side as she convalesced. Strapping himself into the driver's seat, he noticed that Ru had chosen to get in the back seat with Annika which left Om sitting with him upfront. The deafening silence from Om was grating and he wished Om would shout, yell or just say something.

Precap: "O my Mata Shivaay, what about Tia?

Dadi is feeling guilty for forcing Annika to this...

it will not be easy for shivaay

Loved it

Very well written..

I hope Anika regains her memory soon though, so that Shivaay can begin healing her with his love.

Will really really look forward to the next update :)

hmm

i ma so happy and sad also

haha hrithik roshan wala comment mast tha

hehe poor shivaay

please do continue

bye sumi

Pinky Singh Oberoi had always known that everyone looked down on her because she came from a middle class Punjabi family that had not placed much value in educating daughters or imbibing them with the social skills needed to survive high society. Even though no one had said it to her face, she knew that she had won the lottery by marrying into the Oberoi family, just because her father and Prithviraj Oberoi had been friends long before the Oberois had become the powerhouse they were now.

In the initial days after her marriage she had tried as best as she could to copy her sister in law Jhanvi, just so that she could see the same respect, adulation and love in the eyes of her family members. She had longed for the same passionate and unequivocal love in her husband's eyes that was reflected in Tej Singh Oberoi's eyes when he looked at Jhanvi.

That had never happened, no matter how hard she tried, her husband would either laugh off her efforts or at worst not talk to her for days because of some gaffe she had committed.

When she had found out she was pregnant, she had been over the moon. Here was her chance to prove her worth as the Oberoi bahu by birthing the all-important heir to the Oberoi empire.

She was sure it would be a boy, after all God would not be so unkind as to take away this all-encompassing achievement of her life by giving her a girl, she reasoned. Then Shivaay had come into her life and she had fallen irrevocably in love with the blue eyed angel that had been sent as the answer to all her prayers.

The fact that Jhanvi jethaniji had delivered a boy not long after Shivaay's birth did not dampen her spirits. She was going to make sure that Shivaay would get the best of everything the world had to offer and that he would do anything and everything better than Omkara or any of the other children that Jethaniji had. She was sure that as he grew up Shivaay would give her the love and respect she deserved. That belief had proved hollow.

To her disbelief and consternation Shivaay had bonded with and loved Om and Rudy more than her! She came in a distant second in his affections after Om, Rudy, Prinku and Maaji. Heck, Shivaay seemed to respect and listen to Tej Jethji more than her, despite all the shortcomings in the man. She was nowhere on his list of priorities.

Despondent and disheartened Pinky had resigned herself to a life on the sidelines when Tia Kapoor had walked into her son's life. Thanking every God she could think of, Pinky had set about getting her son married off as soon as possible so that she could flaunt her cultured, high society daughter in law in front of everyone. Tia was going to be her ticket to respectability and acceptance in the glittering world of Mumbai high society and in her own family.

Then disaster had struck in the form of Annika. She had genuinely liked the girl because Annika had reminded Pinky of a younger version of herself before the expectations of being an Oberoi bahu had smothered her liveliness, joy and never say die attitude.

When she had found out that it was Annika and not Tia that Shivaay had married, she had been devastated. In that moment all her goodwill towards Annika had evaporated because what normal girl and especially one in dire financial straits could resist the allure of the Oberoi money? She had honestly believed Annika was a gold digger and had set out to trap Shivaay and improve her lot in life.

The video of how the marriage happened had been another blow. It was not Annika but Shivaay himself who had forced this marriage and that too in the most heinous way possible. Her beliefs crumbling around her and her motherly pride bruised in the worst way possible she had lashed out at the first possible target, Annika, the only person who had the motive to release the video and defame the Oberoi family. This was her payback for the ills Shivaay had done to her.

Living in denial about her son's misdeeds and the misplaced hatred for Annika, she had been unprepared for what had transpired in the courthouse. Despite all the trauma Shivaay had inflicted, that girl that saved him. She had courted the displeasure of the judge and saved Shivaay from being incarcerated. Again Pinky's beliefs had crumbled around her.

She had watched shocked as Annika had fallen to the ground after being shot and her son had run to Annika as if the hounds of hell were chasing him before dropping down to cradle her still form like one would a new born babe.

Watching him from 10 feet away Pinky had realized, her son was in love - deeply, irretrievably and irrevocably. He just did not know it. And despite her broken dreams and the pain of unfulfilled desires, Pinky could only murmur a prayer to her Mata "Keep Annika safe because she would lose her only son otherwise.

Annika was dozing in the backseat after a vigorous game of antakshari with Rudy by the time they had reached the farmhouse. Shivaay had admonished her not to tire herself out, she had been seriously wounded and was still on medication not to mention the memory loss, but when did the girl ever listen to him?

It was like Fate had created her with the express purpose of irritating him. She would always do the opposite of what he asked and woe betide to anyone who tried to change her from her course. Her colorful language was enough to drive people insane.

Rubbing his forehead to ease an oncoming headache, he instructed the driver to unload the bags and watched as Ru tried to wake her up from her nap. She wouldn't budge.

Sighing he motioned Ru to step aside, lifted her up bridal style and walked up the steps to the front door as Om and Ru trailed him. Prinku opened the door and anxiously scanned her friend who was still comatose in his arms. Shaking his head in the negative to assure Prinku, he proceeded to the master bedroom where he placed her on the bed as Prinku fluffed the pillows and covered her with the blanket.

Feeling the headache worsen, Shivaay quietly asked Prinku for a glass of water so that he could have his medicine. When she left, he turned around, intending to close the curtains so that the sunlight streaming in would not disturb her sleep, when a small murmur caught his attention. He spun around to find Annika in the grip of an apparent nightmare.

"Chutki...NO... don't leave me... Don't take her away... Don't... The nightmare seemed to escalate because she started thrashing in her sleep.

Worried he hurried over and held her hands, "Annika, open your eyes... it's just a nightmare... you are fine... I am here and nothing is going to happen to you... I will make everything alright.

His voice seemed to have soothed her because she quieted, turned over and with his right hand tucked underneath her cheek slid back into deep slumber. Unwilling to disturb her by removing his hand, he remained seated at her bedside watching her sleep.

He had always known she was beautiful but now in close proximity to her, he realized she was absolutely gorgeous. Shiny black hair cascaded in waves and curls over the pillow and the over sized yellow sleeveless maxi dress that covered her from neck to toe was stretched tight because of her sleeping posture, defining the dips and curves of her body. Her unblemished skin reminded him of his favorite drink during his college days caf latte with a dash of cinnamon. Smoothed winged eyebrows arched over the most expressive cocoa brown eyes he had ever seen. Those eyes had haunted him in his most beautiful dreams and his worst nightmares alive, fiery, sparkling, naughty, defiant and at the reception, dead. Full pouty pink lips without a lick of lipstick were slightly parted in deep sleep.

Forcibly shifting his attention away from those lips he nodded to Prinku when she arrived with his water, had his medicine and in a whisper instructed her to tell Om and Ru not to come up. Prinku offered to stay with Annika but Shivaay refused, fearful that Annika would have another nightmare and Prinku would not know what to do.

After she left, he took out his phone and kept it on silent mode and was contemplating how to while away time until Annika woke up when his phone started vibrating. It was his mom calling and reluctantly Shivaay picked it up with his left hand knowing that she would continuously keep calling otherwise.

"What is it Mom? he asked in whisper and his mother ever the drama queen started her loud tirade over the phone, "O My Mata Shivaay, where ares you? Do you know its been more than a weeks since we have seen you?

Rubbing his forehead Shivaay answered, "Mom can you speak quietly please, Annika is sleeping and I don't want to disturb her.

Pinky softened her tone but asked suspiciously, "What are you doing sitting by Annika? O My Mata Shivaay you have hired nurses right, why aren't they sitting with her?

"The nurses haven't arrived yet Mom, they will come in the evening and before you ask I can't let Om, Ru or Prinku sit with her because she has nightmares and they don't know what to do when that happens. The care and concern in his voice silenced Pinky. She knew there was no point in arguing with Shivaay. He had made up his mind.

"Mrs Kapoors called. She wanted to know when you will signs the divorce papers and what dates to set for the private wedding with Tia? You discussed with hers on the nights of the reception right?

Shivaay frowned, he had forgotten about Tia completely in the last week and it didn't sit well with him. Tia was his responsibility, he had messed up her life as well and he didn't know how to set it right. Divorcing Annika when she was in this state was out of question notwithstanding the flare of pure despair that shot through him at the thought but he couldn't renege on his promise to Tia either.

Too exhausted to figure a way out Shivaay whispered, "Just tell Mrs Kapoor that I am out of the country on an urgent business matter and will talk to her when I get back next week. She will believe it because she thinks that only Om, Ru and Prinku are staying with Annika. I was planning on coming back tomorrow but now I think it's better I stay here till next week till I figure out what to do about Tia.

"O My Mata Shivaay, what do you means, what to dos about Tia? Are you nots goings to marry her at all?

"Mom I can't talk about this right now, for now just make some excuse for me okay? Cutting the call Shivaay turned around and found out that Annika was waking up.

Sliding his hand away from her cheek he watched as she stretched, made faces and then finally blinked her eyes open. Her moth widened into a perfect O as she looked up at a ceiling painted with hundreds of twinkling stars glowing incandescently. He had had the glowing stars painted just for her because he knew she was afraid of the dark.

The sheer joy reflected on her face was enough recompense for the knowing and amused looks Khanna had shot him when he had asked for this to be done while she was in the hospital.

She turned to look at him with the joy still reflecting on her face and said "SSO is this for me? You are so sweet, I am going to call you Sweet Singh Oberoi... No... I will call you sweetie and she grinned with absolute delight.

Terror coursed through Shivaay. "NOOO!!!! I am not sweet and don't... don't call... don't you dare call me sweetie... that's not even a name.

Sweat beads formed on his forehead thinking about what would happen if anyone found out about this new nickname she had given him. He would become a laughing stock, the ruthless, ice cold businessman Shivaay Singh Oberoi reduced to being called "Sweetie???

Anger swam in her eyes at his rebuttal and she climbed down from the bed, flicked her hair over her shoulder and stumbled off in search for the door leading out of the room while she yelled "I don't want to stay with you...you ungrateful bagad billa... I will go stay with my best friend Rudra...

Expecting SSO to run after her and pacify her she hollered Rudy's name as she went. Except the door lead her straight into the bathroom.

Baffled she blinked a couple times to make sure it was the bathroom. She heard muffled laughter from Sadu Singh Oberoi and that fired her up. Stumbling back out of the bathroom she glared at SSO, "You... you... you Stone Singh Oberoi... the rest of the adjectives failed as Shivaay calmly placed his finger over her lips.

"Annika I am going to get you some food... you have not had anything to eat in a long time and tomorrow the Doctor is going to visit for your checkup. You need to get strong to be able to go home with your Baba. Now be a good girl and wait for me here... I will bring your favorite aloo puri.

Annika blinked and then squealed loudly, "Aloo puri!!!

Shivaay dropped his finger from her lips and surreptitiously rubbed it on his trousers. The tingling sensation would not go away. Shaking his head he made his way to the kitchen.

"...And then he made me aloo puri and I tell you doctor, kya mast aloo puri thi... Chantomai Singh Oberoi knows how to cook... Annika had regaled the doctor with her adventures from yesterday starting with the antakshari to the aloo puri dinner cooked by none other than Shivaay Singh Oberoi.

Ms Annika was well on the way to recovery based on what Gauri could see. The stitches on her chest were healing nicely and the bump on her head had also shrunk a bit. Completing her examination she walked out of the room to find the Oberoi brothers pacing outside anxiously.

Khanna walked up to Shivaay and whispered something in his ear. Since her work was over Dr Gauri asked to be excused and Shivaay insisted that he walk her out. On the way to the front door, a tall man greeted Shivaay and Gauri waited patiently for Shivaay to finish conversing with his guest.

She was just admiring the paintings hung up on the walls of the living room when a photograph landed at her feet face down. Sure that it must have slipped from Mr Oberoi or the other man because they were the only other people in the room with her, she picked it and turned it over.

Time seemed to stand still. Her eyes widened and her mouth trembled. Shaky fingers traced the images in the photo. Turning with tears brimming in her eyes she asked Mr Oberoi "Where did you get this photograph from?

Frowning because the Doctor looked deathly pale and ready to faint Shivaay answered, "That's Annika and her little sister "Chutki. They were separated in childhood. I engaged the investigator to find Chutki and he dug up the photo.

Gauri gasped and swayed. Concerned that she might fall, Shivaay grabbed her by the shoulders.

"I am Chutki she whispered before collapsing in a dead faint.

Precap: "I am going to take my Jiji with me and you can't stop me.

so Now gauri is going to take Annika with her