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Hey everyone, I am Aafreen and what you are going to read after reading this intro thing that I don't know why I am writing, is my first ever penned down imagination. I have never ever wrote something based on my fan-girlish imagination but after the precap shown in last night's episode, I just couldn't resist. I don't know that what language you guys prefer to read such fictions in, I tried making a poll about this but don't know why it is not working. So I thought of writing this in Hindi-English mix. I have my fingers crossed and am wishing that whatever I am gonna write after this will be upto your expectations as a reader. Enough of my rambling! I present you my first ever OS;
"Dadi yeh dress dekhiye na, I think yeh perfect rahega." Anika showed Dadi the image of the salwaar suit on the tab that was given to her to organize all the details regarding Shivaay's wedding. Right now she was helping Dadi in choosing a nice dress for the upcoming sangeet ceremony.
"Dikha toh." Dadi took the tab from Anika and zoomed the image to have a better look, "Hhmm...lag toh bada achha raha hai. Teri choice toh badi achhi hai."
"Dadi aapki Shivaay bhaiya se baat hui? Call aaya unka?" came Rudra's slightly panicked voice.
Anika and Dadi raised their heads and saw Omkara and Rudra in front of them. Both the brothers looked quite worried about something. Anika could feel Dadi tense beside her as she clutched Anika's hand tightly. "Nahi toh. Kya hua? Billu ko kuch hua toh nahi?"
"Shivaay ko ab tak Nasik pohonch jaana chahiye thha, lekin woh ab tak wahan pohoncha nahi." Tej said holding his cell phone tightly almost crushing it in his hold.
"Humne bhaiya ko call bhi kiya but bhaiya ka phone switched off aa raha hai." Rudra added in a soft yet panic laced voice. Anika stared at Omkara and Rudra, both the brothers looked so much concerned for that Zalim Singh Oberoi that she was almost confused if Shivaay was really "zalim". She was still playing the ping-pong game inside her mind, trying to figure out as to who the real Bagar Billa is.
She recognized that the look on Omkara and Rudra's face reflected exactly what she had felt when she got to know that someone has kidnapped Sahil. They couldn't be worried about the Shivaay Singh Oberoi whom she had met, quarrelled with and was threatened by. It was like there were two Shivaay Singh Oberoi's, one whom she knew and the other whom his family was aware of.
"Mera bas chale na toh zindagi mein kabhi bhi aapki shakal na dekhun."
"I wish ki tumhaari yeh wish zaroor poori ho."
Anika felt a sharp pain across her chest. This isn't going to happen, is it? Priyanka had filled her in on all the recent attempts on Shivaay's life. Is his life in danger once again? Is it all happening because she had indirectly wished for this? She remembered the phrase that her mother would always remind her of whenever she used to whish for something that she shouldn't.
"Beta, kabhi kabhi yun hi boli hui baatein bhi sach ho jaati hai. Woh bhgwaan hai na, sabki sunte hain toh kabhi unse kuch aisa mat maang lena jiski wajah se tumhe zindagi k kissi mod par pachtana pade. Socho toh achha, karo toh achha."
Anika felt a lump in her throat as she thought about all the possibilities regarding Shivaay not answering the calls but she just couldn't pull her mind and heart off the nagging feeling that something bad must have happened to him. Her eyes grew misty as she watched the whole Oberoi family try contacting the man that had them so worried, the man that had her worried.
She clutched the fabric of her top over her chest as she felt the same kind of restlessness that she had experienced that day when she was coming out of police station. Even the darkness seemed less scary right now. "Kahin unhe kuch..? Nahi!" She murmured to herself as even the thought of Shivaay being in any kind of danger scared her to the core.
"Unhe kuch nahi ho sakta! He's the Shivaay Singh Oberoi after all." Anika started walking backwards, away from the worried family members. She started rubbing a hand over her heart trying to soothe the pain that every passing moment of not knowing where Shivaay was causing her. "Yeh ho kya raha hai mujhe?" Anika felt her heart sinking, this was so new to her but bad in its kind as well. She didn't want to feel the panic, the worry that she was feeling right now. Guilt clawing at her insides, she just wanted to scream out loud.
She closed her eyes tightly as the pain grew, she was regretting every bad thing she had said to him. Right now she just wanted him back, alive and all fine. The things happened in the past, the times they had fought, his hurtful words nothing mattered now, the only thing she was worried about was her Bagar Billa's safety.
"Please be fine. Please." She started chanting as a sacred mantra.
With lazy steps Shivaay walked inside the Oberoi mansion. His car had broken down mid way and damn the network was at its weakest around the place he was stuck in. What's the point in owning a 75,000 rupees cell phone when you can't even make a call. Frustrated he had sentenced that 80th cell phone of his to the same punishment that his earlier 79 cell phones had borne, ultimate death.
And call it his bad luck or just a coincidence there wasn't even a single mechanic or a garage around that area. With neither a working car nor a working cell phone, he had no other option but to come back home because he had to less distance to cover that way.
It was really one of the worst day in his life. He had to travel back in a truck full of buffaloes, it reminded him of the third time he had met Anika when she had thrown cow dung at him. His lips curved upwards as he remembered how she had teased him about him being Shivaay Singh Oberoi and the buffaloes not stopping and saluting him even after knowing who he is.
"Fhat the wuck!" he whisper yelled to himself, "Main uske baare mein kyon soch raha hoon?! Woh khud to pagal hai hi, mujhe bhi pagal banakar hi chodegi!"
He felt relieved when the truck stopped in front of Oberoi mansion, one minute more in that stinking truck and he would have died. He offered the truck driver few thousands rupees for giving him lift but the truck driver refused politely, saying that he had helped him for humanity's sake and not for money.
Shock was very much evident on the faces of the gate keepers as Shivaay Singh Oberoi stepped out of a truck. "Was this some kind of new business thing he was getting into?" they thought because no way the Shivaay Singh Oberoi they know will do something like that.
Shivaay could feel his head starting to ache as he walked inside. He removed his suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt at his elbows. As he walked in the main hall he noticed that every member of his family was looking worried to death. Some of them were busy with their phones, some were crying and the ones left were trying to console the crying ones.
"What happened? Aap sabhi itne pareshaan kyun ho?" he asked as he came and stood beside Omkara and Rudra. They all stopped doing whatever they were doing and turned to face him. Shivaay felt uncomfortable as his family stared at him with gaping mouths.
"What? Aap sab mujhe aise kyun dekh rahe hain?" that being said, the very next moment Shivaay felt his mother hug him tight, "Beta tu theek to hai na?"
"Haan Maa, mujhe kya hona hai?"
"Billu" Dadi cupped his face and kissed his forehead, "Puttar kahan thha tu? Nasik bhi nahin pohoncha aurr..."
It was Rudra who interrupted Dadi and hugged him sideways just like a kid hugged his father by wrapping arms around his waist, "Aurr hum sab aapka phone try kar rahe thhe par aapka phone switched off aa raha thha." he sobbed softly. It was then Shivaay realized that why was his family so worried.
He ruffled Rudra's hair, "Arre woh beech raaste mein car kharab ho gayi thhi, aurr phhir na hi aas paas koi mechanic thha aurr phone mein network bhi nahi thha toh mujhe gussa aaya aurr.."
Omkara smacked Shivaay's head upside down and then hugged him like Rudra, "Aurr tune woh phone bhi tod diya! Shivaay beete dino jo kuch bhi hua uske baad agar tu aise hi phone todta raha toh hamara kya hoga? Pata hai kitna darr gaye thhe hum sab? Meri maan aurr ek cell phone extra rakh liya kar taaki hum tumhe contact kar sake!" Omkara chided his elder brother.
Shivaay smiled and hugged his brothers tightly, it was them his gaze fell on the lone figure standing at the corner of the hall. She was standing there clutching at her heart and biting her lip. Her eyes were red and she looked on the verge of losing it. He furrowed his brow, trying to understand why she looked so upset. Had something happened to her?
His father gave him a hug, Badi Maa kissed his forehead and caressed his face, even Bade Papa gave him one of those rare concerned looks. Priyanka was still sobbing so he gave her a tight bear hug and murmured comforting words to her. All this while his gaze never left Anika whose face appeared to be glowing.
He noticed her walking away so he excused himself from his family saying he needed to freshen up. She stopped once they were in his room. Standing at a distance of approximately 10 feet, Anika had her back facing him and by every passing second he was starting to worry for her, "Something really bad must have happened to her." he thought.
Tired of standing there, doing nothing but just waiting Shivaay took a step towards her. "Anika? You Oka..."
He didn't get a chance to finish his question as she barrelled into him, tossing her arms around him like she was trying to prevent him from falling off of a sheer cliff face. Her head buried into his neck she exhaled, "Thank God...I was so worried about you."
Warmth burst through his chest and confusion clouded his mind, "Why was she worried about me?" he thought. He wrapped his arms protectively around her, something he had never thought he would do. They stood like this for few seconds but it felt as if hours had passed away. Something opened up inside him as he felt Anika hug him tightly, the fog lifted and he realized that indeed this woman was affecting him in a way no one else has.
"Anika?"
She didn't move, all those pent up emotions were now flowing out of her eyes. She couldn't describe how her heart beats had fastened when she had felt his presence, how much relieved she had been when she saw him standing there looking fine and no sign of injury, how vulnerable she had felt when she saw him comfort his family members with a sweet smile adorning his face. This wasn't what she goes through on everyday basis!
Shivaay felt wetness on his neck, "Was she crying?" the feeling that erupted inside him felt foreign. He had always seen Anika standing like a rock, last time she had cried was entirely a facade to fool him into believing that he had won the challenge. But right now, he just knew she wasn't faking it at all.
"Anika.." he murmured softly and caressed her hair, so unlike him.
Anika broke the hug and moved back a few inches but she still had her hands resting on his chest and his arms wounded loosely around her waist.
"Pehle toh sirf shaq thha mujhe ab yakeen ho chala hai ki aap bewakoof hain!" Anika muttered. The earlier vulnerability was draining out and anger was replacing it.
"Excuse me!" Shivaay yelled in a low tone.
"Haan! Bewakoof hain aap. Jitna smart aap samajhte hain na khud ko uska 0.000001% smartness bhi nahi hai aap mein! Aisa koi karta hai kya?"
"Maine kya kiya?"
"Saara doodh pee liya aurr ab Billu pooche ki doodh hai kahan?!"
"What? What are you talking about? And don't you dare call me Billu!"
"Main toh bolungi! B.I.L.L.U! BAGAR BILLU!"
"Anika! Dekho tum.."
"Dekho nahi suno! Ab aap meri baat suno. Dimaag kharab hai kya aapka? Yeh jaante hue bhi ki aapki jaan ko khatra hai, ki koi hai jo aapko maarna chahta hai phhir aap yun akele kaise chale gaye? Chalo gaye toh gaye, phhir apna phone bhi tod diya. Aap ameer hue to kya har cheez todte phodte phhirenge?" she was scolding him and he was listening to her every single world. This was new.
"Cheezein todne ki aadat tumhaari hai!" Shivaay added that earned him a smack on his chest. "Ouch! Damnit what are you doing?"
"Aapko aaina dikha rahi hoon. Aapko andaaza bhi hai ki kitna darr gayi thhi main jab Mr. Oberoi ne bataya ki aap Nasik nahi pohonche aurr na hi aap unki calls answer kar rahe hain. Pata kitna bura lag raha thha mujhe, aisa laga ki jaise jo maine kaha kahin woh sach toh nahi..." her voice faltered as she remembered how guilty she had felt.
"Kya sach?"
Anika looked at him as if saying, "You really are dumb." she sniffed and continued, "Woh maine kaha thha na ki main aapka chera kabhi dekhna nahi chahti aurr aapne..."
"Oh."
Anika glared at him, "Oh! Bas Oh? Yahan main mari jaa rahi thhi or aap hain ki bas Oh?! Agar aap ko kuch ho jaata toh? Mera kya hota yeh socha hai aapne? Aurr aise har baar phone todne se aapko kya woh kya kehte hain, haan! Kya har baar phone todne se aapko positive energies milti hain?"
He tried. He really really tried not to smile but the last bit that Anika had blabbed out made it quite difficult for him to maintain a stone face. Wide smile curved on his lips as he kept on starting at her with an amused expression on his face.
"Main bata rahi hoon, aapko jo karna hai kijiye, mujhse jhagda karna hai toh kariye, sab ko yun aankhein badi kar k darana hai toh daraiye lekin ainda se aap apna phone nahi todenge. Aaj dekha na ki sabhi kaise darr gaye thhe! Vaada kijiye ki ab kabhi aap apna phone nahi todenge phhir chahe aap kitne hi gusse mein laal peele ho rahe hoon. Kariye." Anika forward her hand in front of him.
"Kya Karun?" Shivaay asked.
"Promise! Promise me ki aap aage se apna phone nahi todenge."
Shivaay eyed Anika's hand and then shifted his gaze back on her face. He noticed the sincere worry in her eyes. She cared? But why? He hadn't given her one single reason that she should even care about him. But still she did, why?
He moved his left hand away from her waist while he still kept holding her close by having his right arm around her. He placed his hand in hers and clutched it tight, "Promise."
Anika stared at him with relief evident in her eyes, she softly removed her hand from his and gave him a smile before walking away, actually trying to walk away.
"Chodiye." she whispered.
Shivaay looked at her confused, "Kya? Main kahan tumhara haath abhi tak pakda hua hai."
Anika felt her cheeks heat up, "Chodiye." she said looking at his arm around her waist, gesturing him with her eyes. Shivaay followed her gaze and the moment he realized the position they were in, he immediately moved his hand away and stepped away from her. His gaze wandering over the surroundings but he avoided looking at her face.
Anika lowered her eyes and started walking away but stopped when Shivaay called her from back, "Kya?" she asked.
"Tumhe meri fikar ho rahi thhi?" he asked.
Anika shook her head lightly, "Maine aap se jo kuch bhi kaha usme se aapne sirf yahi baat suni?"
"Nahi. But jo bhi tumne kaha agar usse ek sentence mein bolna ho toh yahi matlab nikalta hai ki tumhe meri fikar ho rahi thhi." he shrugged and she blushed. Not wanting to say anything else that would make it any more awkward, Anika started walking away again without saying anything only to be stopped again by Shivaay.
"Ab kya?"
"Thank you."
"Kis liye?"
"Meri fikar karne k liye."
Anika blushed and ran away from there while Shivaay was now grinning widely. Uncharacteristically for him, he started whistling as he threw his suit jacket on his bed, pulled out his casual clothes and skipped happily towards the washroom oblivious to two pair of eyes watching him keenly.
Omkara and Rudra had followed Shivaay to his room where they witnessed the whole interaction between Shivaay and Anika and at the end of it there were standing like statutes, mentally retarded statutes actually as they continued to stare at nothing in particular with wide eyes and gaping mouths.
"O" whispered Rudra.
"Haaww" Omkara whispered back.
"Yeh ho kya raha hai!" they yelled out in unison.
I know such a thing is most unlikely to happen in the show but I just couldn't help it. Please, please hit the like the button if you liked it and give me the much needed feedback. I am eagerly waiting for your comments.
Thank you
Aafreen 😃
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