Hi Guys,
I haven't been active in a long time. And honestly, haven't kept with the show from the beginning. But I do adore the Shivi couple. And this thought just popped into my head, so thought would write it and share.
Please ignore the typos and horrible wording. Just wrote this on the go.
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It was a hot day. No, it was burning, blazing, a satanically hot day. And though Shiva was inside the Pandya store with fans, it still felt like an oven.
Shiva and Deva were handling the store today. Both had raced to get the desk next to the fridge.
Stupid taxi!! Stupid flat tire!! Dev had run right past the taxi and beaten him there. Shiva could have done the same and claimed that desk. But no, he had to stop and help them. And now, here Shiva was at the store. Sweating and annoyed. To top it off, like an idiot he had chosen to wear a black checkered shirt.
Shiva sighed. It wasn’t the heat. And he wasn’t annoyed. He knew the source of all his angst. Chipkali!! The pencil in his hand broke. Shiva sighed and threw away with the other ten broken pencils.
No! Stop thinking about her!!
He tried to think of something else.
Home! Rishita bhabhi’s friends were coming to visit her. They were most likely already there. His Dhara bhabhi probably made a mountain of food. Rishita bhabhi must have tried on a dozen dresses. So would have Chipkali. But she would still end up wearing the first one she picked. Wonder if she would get along with Rishita’s friend? Probably. Who doesn’t she get along with? Me
“Dammit Shiva! Stop thinking about her. Focus focus”
Frustrated, Shiva grabbed another pencil and broke it.
Today has been a very special day in the Pandya house. Well, for Rishita anyways. For the first time after her marriage, her group of friends were over. Her friends had been over since afternoon and had already met Dhara and Raavi. Now, they were all gathered in the courtyard and gossiping away. Though Raavi and Dhara didn’t join much in the conversation but were content to see Rishita so happy and ecstatic. And hearing all her college shenanigans and mischiefs gave new insight into Rishita, and a lot more blackmail material.
This was the scene when Shiva and Krrish walked into the house. Both still unnoticed by the group of ladies, just stood and smiled. In this moment, all the drama and sorrow of the past few days seemed forgotten. The Pandya ladies seemed happy, and both Shiva and Krrish smiled seeing their Bhabhi content.
Riya, one of Rishita’s friend, took notice of both the boys standing there. And she elbowed Sonali, her friend sitting next to her. Both the girls slyly turned and shared a smile.
This did not go unnoticed by Dhara.
“Arre Krrish, Shiva tum log kab aye?”
As soon as Raavi looked up at Shiva, his smiled disappeared. And the excitement on Raavi’s face disappeared. Shiva continued to glare at her with his jaw clenched. And Raavi stared right back, with watery eyes.
“Bhabhi abhi aye. Kuch saman hai, usse storeroom mein rakna ke liye hum chaldi aagaye”
“Teek hai. Par abhi toh chai or snacks lelo. Aur Rishita ke friends ko bhi milo”
Before Krrish could jump at the opportunity, Shiva grabbed his collar at pulled him back.
“Nahi bhabhi, saman bhar hain na. Phele store karde te hain. App log betho”
Krrish looked longingly at the plates of snacks as Shive pull him away.
“Oye ghadhe. Dekha nahi, woh log kitne kush the. Hum baithe gaye, toh kahin awkward nahi ho jaye. Itne dino baad toh smile kiya hai. Meri wajah phir se woh…”
“Oh ho, itni fir hai Raavi bhabhi ki”
That earned Krrish a slap on his head. Shiva took off his shirt and tied it to his waist.
“Chal, saman rakna hai”
Riya and Sonali watched both the devars with great interest as they continued their work.
Riya nudged Sonali.
“Sonali, Rishita se pucch le”
Sonali shook her head.
“Riya, tu pucch na”
Riya sighed.
“Fina, phatu”
“Rishita, yeh tera devar hai?”
“Haan. Kyun? Tum jaanti ho kya?”
Sonali dreamily stared at them. “Kaash”
Riya nudged Sonali, breaking her from the trance.
“No, I mean yes. Well, not really…”
“Sonali, kya bole rahi hai”
Sonali took a sip of water and pleadingly looked at Riya. Riya mouthed “phatu” before turning to Rishita.
“Woh, actually jab hum aa rahe the toh humari taxi ka flat tire ho gaya tha. Driver uncle change karne ke try kar rahe the, par woh thode old the aur struggle kar rahe the. Koi help bhi nahi kar raha tha. Phir tere devar ne entry maari aur kya entry maari.”
Rishita was confused.
“Kaun? Krrish? Woh toh bacha hai”
Riya shook her head.
“Arre nahi yaar. Woh hot body wala”
Dhara spit out her chai. Raavi’s hand fisted and her jaw clenched. Rishita saw Raavi’s death glare and became uncomfortable. She tried to warn Riya and Sonali.
“Riya, woh Shiva…”
“Haan, Shiva”
“Nahi, Riya woh Shiva”
“Haan Shiva! Arre sunto puri kahani. Main aur Sonali taxi ke pass the, aur kya hero wali entry maari”
Sonali got excited remembering the scene.
“Haan yaar!! Kya bhaag ke entry maari. Jaise Sharukh ya Salman…. slow motion mein, shirt open and flying, aur baal hawa mein…uff. I swear, pura Bollywood orchestra baj raha tha”
Though looking at Raavi, Dhara should have been nervous. But she was struggling to control her laughter. Before she burst out laughing, she quietly slipped away.
Raavi stayed glued. Unaware of Raavi’s gaze, the girls continued their story.
“Haan yaar. Sonali aur mein toh bass usse dekte gaye. Aur jab woh humhare pass rukh na…uff”
Rishita shift uncomfortably and slightly moved her chair away from the girls. She wouldn’t be surprised if Raavi pounced on them in the next moment.
“Lekin usne humhe look tak nahi di. Nah smile, nah look, bas uncle ko tire change karte dekha” Sonali was a bit disappointed as she continued to stare at Shiva.
“Haan yaar. Sonali aur mein itne disappoint hue the na. Par phir bhi, kya look tha. Angry, silent type. Usne jab uncle se tire liya aur unko car mein beja…kya style tha. Aur jab ussne shirt uthari aur waist pe bandi, aur woh muscles jab woh tire change kar raha tha…”
Raavi was reaching her boiling point. She had already dug her nails into her hands and her jaw hurt from clenching. Her foot kept tapping non-stop. One more second of this and she was going to burst. She grabbed a fist full of jalebi and stared filling her mouth.
Rishita realized that Raavi was at the end of her rope. So, she quickly tried to deflate the situation.
“Okay, I get it. Tell me, how is everyone else? Haven’t met anyone lately”
But both Sonali and Riya were distracted. Finally done with the chore, Shiva had come to grab water. Unknown to him, all eyes were on him.
“Yaar kitna hot lagta paani pete hua”
Raavi grabbed an empty glass and was ready to aim.
“Sonali chode yeh sab. Family kaisi hai”
Rishita was very nervous. And just hoping she was far enough from the line of fire.
“Yaar, Rishita…bata na. Tere dever ka kya scene hai?”
Raavi shot up, dropping the glass in the process. She gave both the girls a murderous look. Both the girls were shocked and gulped in fear. With one last murderous look, Raavi walked towards Shiva.
“Shiva!!”
Confused by Raavi screaming at him, Shiva turned. But before he could even utter a single word, Raavi grabbed his vest.
“Mera hai!!”
With one last warning, Raavi dragged Shiva by his vest.
Raavi pushed him into their room, and he just stood dumbfounded as she locked them in.
“Yeh kya harqat thi?”
“Chup!!”
Raavi was fuming and just kept glaring at him. Finally, after a few breaths, she gained some semblance of sanity. But the anger was still evident in her voice.
“Tujhe lardna hai, toh lard. Baat karni hai toh kar. Jagdna hai toh jagda. Jo karna hai kar. Par ek baat samjle Shiva, tu sirf mera hai”
Shiva gasped. Was she drunk?
“Yeh kya…”
“Meri baat katam nahi hui!”
Raavi grabbed his hair and pulled him. She stared right into his eyes with a mix of intense anger and angst.
“Mera hai”
She crashed her lips against his and put all her anger in that kiss. Coming out of shock, Shiva matched her intensity and responded. Out of breath, Shiva pulled away. But before he could move away, she pulled him by his hair.
“Jaanti hoon, mein teri choice nahi hoon. Lekin tere pass koi option nahi hai. Tu isse comprise samjhe yah saza. Par teri zindagi mein sirf mein hoon aur tu sirf mera hai. Samjhle! Warna aur tareekein hain samjhana ke”
Before he could respond, Raavi pulled him into another kiss. This time she was gentle. She wanted him to understand the softness and love she felt towards him. As if reading her thoughts, he wound his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. After they pulled a part, Shiva held her, and she placed her head on his chest. She tried to hold back her tears.
“Samjna Shiva, please…tu dur hota hai toh lagta mein hazar bar tute chukin hoon. Toh dur hota hai, toh lagta puri duniya mein mera koi nahi hai. Please…”
“Tu hi choice hai meri”
Raavi looked up. “Kya?”
Shiva nodded. “Tu hi choice hai. Comprise mein nahi kar raha hoon. Par mein teri choice nahi hoon na. Mein Dev nahi hoon. Comprise tu”
“Pagal hai kya! 24x7 mere dimak Shiva channel chalta hai. Tu nahi hota, toh sochti hoon tu kab aayega. Aur jab ata hai, toh pass kyun nahi hai. Aur jab tu pass hota hai, toh soch nahi pati. Jo tere liya feel karti hoon na, woh kabhi kise liye nahi kiya. Ek apna secret baaton?”
Shiva smiled at the mischief glint in Raavi’s eyes.
“Mujhe fairytale wala pyaar isle chose kiya tha, kyunki mujhe laga dusre wala meri kismet nahi hai. Warna fairytale wala toh boring hai. Par humara toh alag hai. Woh paagalon wala, passion, intensity wala pyaar hai. Soch shurwat aisi hai, toh ek dusre ke liya kiss hadh tak chayenge hum?”
Shiva pulled her to him and kissed her with all that he had.
The End
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