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Imagine your favorites in this different concept OS...
A little intro of myself...
Hey friends
This is Nikki here.
Since last 3+ years I've been writing stories in Punar- Vivah - ZMD forum. This is the first time I'm posting an OS in other forums, along with your forum.
I wrote and posted this OS in July 2015, in PV-ZMD forum. This OS has no character names. So I decided to post it in other forums. You can imagine characters from any serials or movies or even from real life in this OS as it has no names for any characters.
If you've read this OS before then it means that someone copied my OS and posted it. This I can say with confidence as I don't read stories from other forums. I hardly get time to read stories in my forum that is PV-ZMD. Plus I don't believe in copying/stealing other people's hard work and post it as mine.
So yes if you've read this OS somewhere else (other than PV forum) then someone had definitely copied it.
Now coming to the OS...
I know many of you might say that the leads of your show are not like this. Their nature, their characteristics, their nuances, everything sounds different,
But remember every writer experiments with the characterizations of the leads. You must've read stories where writers changes the relationships of characters, what they are addressed as and their basic nature and habits.
So please read this light hearted, funny, yet romantic OS with open mind.
The concept is different, the setting is different and mostly the characterizations is different. I'm sure you'll like it as you have the Liberty to imagine any couple, any fictional characters in this OS.
Here it is...
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(Self thoughts are shown in italics)
OS - "As Seen On TV"
Just when He closed His eyes to enjoy the peace and tranquility around Him, in came the storm. A Thunder echoed in the room, "I Hate You"
He squinched His eyes. "After spending a passionate night in His arms, if next day His Wife of six months comes and tells Him that She Hates Him, then there's Nothing He can do. Nothing". He thought.
"Yes You heard it right. I Hate You". She repeated as if He had not heard Her before. "In fact I Hate Your Whole Family"
He finally got up thinking. "O oh! This sounds serious. Cause She love His whole Family". He went near Her. "What happened Jaan?"
"You and your Whole Family are so Bore". She complained. "Have You Seen a Hindi TV Serials Family? Your family is not at all like them"
Now He was confused. "From where did TV serial families came from?"
Her list of complaints started. "Your Father, well He treats me like his daughter. No FIL from TV serial does that. Your Mother, she is the exact opposite of TV serials MIL. A MIL in serial doesn't allow their Bahu (DIL) to wear dresses. On top of that they have to cover their head. But your mother allows us to wear whatever We want"
"And that's not all". Her eyes widened while His heart raced. "In serial world every MIL calls her DIL as Bhau. Here My MIL calls us by Our Names along with the adjective Dear. Who does that? Not the MIL in serials"
That was not all. She had more, "My Jethani, Your Bhabhi, is like the most sweetest person in the world. She doesn't plot and plan against me. Your elder brother, Your younger brother loves me so much. They don't taunt me like the ones in the serials do"
He was wondering as to where and what exactly was Her problem?.
"Life is so boring in this house. There's no plotting. No planning. No backstabbing. No Taunting. No manipulations in this house". She sat down with a sad face.
He sat next to Her and dared to ask, "Isn't that a good thing?"
"Good thing?". She jumped. "What is the fun in all this?"
"What do You want to do that will be Fun?". He dared to ask again.
Her face lit up,"I have an idea. Let me wear a saree and cover My head and make mistakes in the kitchen. That will make Ma shout at Me"
Without wasting time, she changed into a saree. His heart skipped a beat. He rarely saw Her in a saree. He felt like removing it from Her and push Her on the bed and...
And She was gone to execute Her Plan. She entered the kitchen covering her head. Ma was stunned to see Her like this.
"Dear why are you dressed like this? That also in the kitchen. You won't be comfortable and won't be able to work". Ma advised.
"I will work like this". She replied curtly.
Now it was Ma's turn to get confused. She turned to Bhabhi. Who seemed impressed. "Ma I think She looks beautiful. Typical Bahu from Hindi Serials. From tomorrow I too will do the same". Said Bhabhi.
"Ok whatever both of you want" said Ma.
Her anger increased as Ma didn't scold or shout as She had expected or hoped for.
As a mother is never wrong, She was not able to work comfortably with Her head covered and burned the food. She started crying. Everyone started to pacify Her. Food was ordered from restaurant. But She was still sad as Her plan failed.
At night He tried to pacify Her. "You should feel lucky that You have got such a loving and caring family"
"I know I am lucky. But there is no oomph factor. There is no excitement, thrill if there is no plotting and planning. A serial Bahu's life is filled with so much thrill and shrill and...and..."
"You mean to say that You want a life As Seen On TV?". He couldn't believe Himself that He just asked that.
"Yes I want a life like As Seen On TV". Her face lit up like fireworks. Then dropped like a fallen rocket. "But more than Your Family, I have complaints with You"
"Me? Now what have I done?". He almost scratched His Head.
"It's not what You have done. It's what You have Not Done"
"What it is that I have Not Done?". He was loosing His patience.
"You... You are like the most caring and loving husband in the world"
Now He was more than confused. Only She can clear His confusion. She increased it. "We met. We liked each other and We got married. It's been six months now. But We still haven't done what couples do in TV serials"
"Prey enlighten Me what special does TV couples do that We have not done till yet?" He tried to be as calm and polite as he could.
As if Her list was ready, she started telling Her points.
"1 - In a serial when Hero-Heroine meets for the first time. They fight. Reason or no reason they fight. Either or both of them gets angry at the other.
2 - Then heroine trips and is about to fall down, when Hero takes her in his arms, preventing her from falling down. And they share an intense eye lock.
3 - She stands on a stool or a chair which shakes and she is about to fall, when he appears suddenly and takes her again in his arms. Preventing her from falling down. And there's another eye lock.
4 - Then he pins her on the nearby wall and moves close to her. So close". She says dreamily. "So close that her chest heaves and he scans her intensely".
5 -When heroine tries to run away from him, he grabs her dupatta or saree pallu and then romantic music plays. Then suddenly they remember that they hate each other. Then they fight again.
6 - Then they miraculously gets married. One day they gets locked in the bathroom. They accidentally hit the shower and gets wet. And share another intense scene. Sadly, with some miracle that's all they do. For months and months they don't do It.
Even after they get married, they follow all these steps. After doing all these steps, one stormy day or night, they get trapped in a hut in a remote area. That's when they finally Do IT"
He wanted to ask what did She meant by the word 'It'? But refrained Himself.
She cleared His confusion once again. "Serial couples don't do It for months or maybe years. They sleep separately. Even if they sleep in same bed they put pillows in between them. Like the some Unbreakable Wall"
Oh! That It... She was talking about that IT. But she was right. Serial couples are indeed weird. Who could not do It, if they have a wife like Her?. He thought looking at Her with a great pride.
"I have made up My mind. I won't allow You to come near Me, till You do everything that serial couples do". She said in a firm tone.
"Don't you think it's too late for that? I mean We have already been doing It. Do I need to remind You how wild You were last night? The whole night". Moving closer to Her, He said huskily.
She pushed Him back. "But We have not done a Single thing from the steps above. So till We follow those steps, You are Not allowed to come close to Me"
"Why am I being punished for the stupid things that serial couples do or don't do?". This time He complained.
"I don't know all that. All I know is no hanky-panky till You fulfill My Wish. Till then
You will sleep on the couch"
He looked at the couch and smiled, as His Six feet frame won't fit in it. He pointed it out to Her.
But She had solution to everything. She picked up each and every pillow, cushions that were in the room and placed them in the centre of the bed. "This Unbreakable Wall will now fall down only after You listen to Me". She then lay in her place and pulled the cover over her, covering Herself from head to toe.
He sighed. He couldn't believe it that after spending one whole night of passion with Her, from next night, He will have to wait till He fulfills Her demands. Now what were the steps?
Step 1 - To fight or get angry for no reason..
Well first step was already under process for She was angry with Him, that also for no reason. He vowed to fulfill Her Demands. Starting from the very next day.
Step - 1 - Passed
Step 2 - Trip, fall and catch..
Now this was a bit dicey. How would He make Her to Trip, so that He could catch Her? When He couldn't come up with anything, he went to Her, "You walk a few steps then You try to fall. I will then take You in my arms"
Excited She did as He said. Everything went smoothly. When She was about to trip and fall, He caught Her and their eyes met. He saw She was Happy. Just then Her expression changed, "There's a fly on Your head"
"What? Where?" He moved His hand to His head and heard a 'Thud'. He noticed His hands were now empty, as She was lying on the floor. She was now angry.
Step - 2 - FAILED.
3 - Fall from a stool and catch...
He brought a stool from somewhere and pleaded Her to stand on it and then fall. She reluctantly agreed as She was still angry. She then falls. He managed to catch Her. Not accustomed to it, He lost His balance and fell down, With Her on top of Him. She wss now more angry.
Step - 3 - FAILED.
4 - Pinning against the wall...
When She got up angrily, He remembered Step- 4, and pinned Her against the wall. She screamed in pain, as Her back hit the painting on the wall.
Step - 4 - FAILED.
Step - 5 - Grab saree pallu, or dupatta of her dress.
Cursing Him, She pushed Him and tried to run from there. He executes Step-5 and grabbed Her dupatta. Unfortunately He grabbed it with such a force that it tore up. Aghast She looked at Her torn dupatta and then at Him. "You tore My Most Favorite Dupatta. I Hate You". And She started crying.
Step - 5- FAILED.
Step - 6 - Getting locked in the bathroom..,
He tried to make one last attempt. "We can try the shower thing. I will make sure that nothing goes wrong"
"No shower. No more tries. You stay away from Me". She warned.
"But then how will We Do It, if We don't complete All Steps?". He asked helplessly.
"I don't want to Do IT or Do Anything with You. All You care is for IT. You don't care about Me. You don't Love Me". Crying She ran out of there.
While he was left wondering how come a Man who was most Caring and Loving Husband till yesterday, became Uncaring and Unloving Husband?
All Step had FAILED. Exasperated, He gave up.
Two days, two nights passed. The Unbreakable Wall of didn't move. He was feeling guilty for not being able to fulfill Her dream. She was now feeling guilty for getting angry with Him for no reason, that also when He tried so hard to make Her Happy.
Next evening the whole family had to go for a wedding. They had to stay there overnight. He was not in the mood to go. He made up the excuse of important office work.
She thought this was the right time to make up for Her stupid, meaningless demands. She made the excuse of preparing dinner for Him, when He returns home in the evening. No one forced them to come, as all were aware of some kind of tension between Them. It was better to leave them alone for one night to sort out their differences. Servants were given the day off.
He came home in the evening, thinking that She too must have gone with others. He was surprised to see the lights on inside the house. He heard some noise coming from the kitchen. Thinking that it might be one of the servants, He still went to check it out.
To his utter surprise, it was Her. His beloved Jaan.
She was standing on a stool, trying to get down the flour container from the shelf. Unaware of His presence, She was humming a tune. She was wearing a saree and had tucked Her pallu in front of Her. Making it easy for Him to get a nice view of Her bare waist and lower back.
Lost in a trance He walked towards Her. Standing close to Her, He inhaled in Her fragrance. She stilled as She sensed and recognized His warm breath on Her. Holding Her waist from both sides, He started placing small kisses on her exposed skin.
She trembled due to which Her grip on the flour container loosened, making it fall but not before showering Him with the dry flour. Horrified She came down. He was covered with flour. From head to toe. For a second She got scared than burst into laughter. He let Her laugh for few seconds, then started walking towards Her, with a stern look.
She started to move back with each step that He took closer to Her. When He was an inch away from Her, He shook His head vigorously showering flour on Her.
"What are you doing?" Irritatingly She asked.
"What's Mine is Yours. We share everything thing. So why should You be flour free?". Now He was dusting off flour from His body.
"You are making a mess in the kitchen". She reminded.
"I'll vacuum later". He shook His head again. Now She was covered in flour.
No amount of reasoning was working on Him. The Worlds Most Meticulous Man was making a mess in the kitchen and was not ready to listen. She looked at the mess in the kitchen that They Both had inadvertently created. "Ma will kill me when she looks at her kitchen. I will get a nice scolding from her"
"Isn't that what you want? To get a nice scolding from Your MIL?". Now He reminded Her.
How She hated it when He was right.
"Look what You have done to Me." She said looking at Herself. "Now I will have to go and take a shower"
His eyes lit. "Hmm... That's not a bad idea". Bending down, He picked Her up and started walking towards Their room.
"Now you are making the whole house dirty". She scolded.
"We will clean it later, after We clean ourselves first". He answered after putting Her down on the floor of Their bedroom. He stared at Her, with a look that was all so familiar to Her. She knew what was going on in His mind.
Bathroom was just few feet away from where She was standing. If She made a run for it, She could escape His piercing gaze. She tried and She failed. For He was faster than Her. He was in the bathroom, with Her, before She could turn and lock the door.
He unbuttoned His shirt and tossed it in a corner.
Her eyes widened, "What are You doing?"
""What I should have done the night You made those stupid demands". He reached out for Her. She moved back, till Her back collided with the shower knob. He unpinned Her saree pallu and let it fall.
She was running out of breath. "What are You doing?". She repeated weakly.
"You said You need a shower. So do I. Why not take it together?" He said raising His eyebrow.
"I can do that by Myself". With each passing second, She was becoming weaker and weaker.
He smirked cause He knew that. "I thought to help You and make sure that You don't miss a spot". He whispered huskily.
Damn His arrogant smirk and smug smile and husky tones. She was now breathing heavily. She closed Her eyes tightly. She was too weak to protest when His lips claimed Hers.
She shivered as now He had hit the shower and began His thorough inspection to make sure that She cleaned properly. Not standing a chance in front of Him, She began an inspection of Her own on Him.
Hours later They lay on Their bed, all exhausted, yet so content, after they had done It...
"So how was it?" He asked turning to her. "I hope it was better than what You Have Seen on TV?"
Still trying to catch Her breath, She managed to nod Her head.
"I'm sorry. There was No Pushing and Pulling. No Tripping, Falling and Catching. No Saree Pallu grabbing..."
"Yet it was the Best..." She blushed.
"Best than the night before You came up with that Crazy Idea?". He was enjoying teasing Her.
She had turned Crimson "Way...way better than that night".
"And what about the Unbreakable Wall of Pillows?"
Picking up a pillow She threw it away, "That Wall has been Demolished and Permanently Destroyed"
He kissed Her head, "You see My Dear Wife, We don't need any Hindi or any other language serial to spice up Our lives".
"I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me"
"To have thrills and shrills in life is a good thing. But those should not be based on what they show on TV. Real life is different than the one As Seen On TV"
"I know. I have learned My lesson. Now are You going to starve Me or arrange for Our dinner? Since We have spilled the flour around the whole kitchen, that place can't be used till its cleaned"
"And who is responsible for that?". He challenged.
She accused Him. "You.. You are. You startled Me from coming home unannounced and stealthily and attacking Me from behind"
He grabbed Her and pulled Her beneath Him. "You are the one who's responsible. You were exposing Your beautiful waist. Your back, which is always a major turn on for me". He pinched Her waist.
She bit her lips and moaned in exotic pain. He was bending to claim those lips. She was tempted to surrender once again, but instead pushed Him. "If you want another round then feed me first. I need energy to give You whatever You want. For that I need food. Lots and lots of food". She pouted. His heart melted.
"Let me order some food". Picking up His phone, He ordered Her favorite food. "They said it will take them an hour to deliver it, as its rush hour now"
"What should We do till then? I am starving". She said with a puppy face.
"Let me see if I can find anything in the kitchen". He got up. Wrapping a sheet around His hips, He went to search for something to eat.
She was counting minutes, when He returned. He was hiding something which was covered with the kitchen towel. When She asked what was it? He didn't answered. Instead He grabbed some fresh sheets from the cupboard and spread them on the floor.
Taking Her hand, He helped Her to get up and then lay Her on those sheets. She saw Him removing the towel from the surprise item.
It was a huge box of ice cream. Taking a dollop of it, He spread it on Her. She gasped as the Cold ice-cream touched Her hot skin.
"Please don't do it". She begged in a very weak tone.
"You made Me starve for You for Two whole days and nights. It's time for Your punishment. Now don't disturb and let Me indulge in My Favorite Delicacy". He smeared more ice-cream.
Two can play this game. She was no less than Him.
She dipped Her hand in the Ice-cream tub and taking out a handful smeared on Him.
Together They ate, tasted and savored Their Favorite Dessert, till Their dinner finally arrived.
Two Months later...
The whole family was engrossed in watching Hindi serial, while He sat in one corner reading His files. Suddenly there was another loud announcement. From Her.
"Ma, tell your Son that I Hate Him"
"Now what?". He thought. Last time Her Hate was in the privacy of Their Room. Which had caused Him two nights of separation. Today this 'Hate' announcement was made in front of the whole family. He wondered what it will cost Him now?
Ma got concerned, "Why Dear? What happened for You to Hate Him suddenly?"
"It has been more than two months since He last bought me Ice-Cream. Tell Him if He doesn't get Me My Favorite Ice-Cream tonight, I'm going to My parents place tomorrow morning". She declared in a firm tone.
His eyes popped out. He couldn't believe what He just heard. He turned to Ma, "Tell Her I am busy right now. But She will get Her Favorite Ice-Cream tonight"
Satisfied, She went in Their room.
An hour later He entered the room with another tub of ice cream. She was nowhere in sight. There was only one candle lit in the room. Securely Locking Their bedroom door, He went to search for Her.
He heard a sound coming from bathroom. He opened the door and almost dropped the ice cream tub with the sight that greeted Him.
In the dimly lit bathroom, She was standing there, in a towel. Looking at Him, She dropped Her towel.
He looked up and whispered, "Thank You Lord, for My Wife is not Like the Wives As Seen On a Tv"...
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Thank You All
If you like or love my work and if you don't mind reading on other characters and are looking for good stories, you can check my other stories also. Their links are in my collection thread, the link of which is in my signature box.
If you want and are interested then along with my stories you can check stories of other writers in PV-ZMD forum. Let me tell you that we have got some amazing writers who writes amazing stories. Sadly we don't get too many readers as the serial ended more than three years back. We need readers to boost us, encourage us and motivates us to write further.
So please do check work of other writers also if you visit our forum.
If you like the concept of the above OS then whenever I'll come up with stories on similar concepts (where I don't have to mention any names for any characters) then I'll definitely post it in here also, along with few other forums.
I may not be able to personally reply back to those who will comment so I'd like to say Thank You So Much in advance to those who read it, comment and Hit the Like Button. But I'll definitely read all comments as it encourages me and helps me to write more.
I appreciate it.
Once Again Thank you all
Nikki...
Jhanak
Shiv Shakti
