ShivIka OS Jeene Ki Wajah

She sat in their bedroom although the mehendi function was going on byt dadi in front of everyone asked anika to leave all the work and go to her room to take rest...she agreed because even she was tired with all this that was happening around her, done by none otherthan, Shivaay Singh Oberoi, the biggest mystery of her life

She sighed as she raised her palms in front of her, today during the fuction while she was seated on one the couches at the corner as all the ladies were busy applying mehendi on their hands, she just sat there , her eyes on him as he sat by tia when she was applying mehendi, he was successfully avoidint her but she couldn't get herself to look away as he kept on praising her mehendi, her beauty and she didn't know why but deep down it hurt her, to see him doing it for someone else but then she reminded herself that this is what she wanted and what is actually right

She was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't realized when dadi called a lady to apply mehendi to her too...she was confused but dadi told her that she will always be her bahu and thus she has to apply mehendi and she did, for dadi...

But now as she finally got time to have a look at her mehendi her eyes widened in surprise, there was 'S' written in her mehndi, that too quite prominent for anyone to notice, she sighed, this must have been done by dadi...but before she could do anything in order to hide it, shivaay came, she closed her eyes as if she was already caught...shivaay raised his eyebrow in amusement and later cleared his throat to have her attention 'are you alright annika?' He asked and she nodded after getting up from bed making her way to the bathroom but he held her arm stopping her

'Did you apply mehendi?' He asked and she nodded a no hiding her hands in her stole 'why?' He asked and she gave him a perplexed look 'why would i do it? Shaadi mere nahe apki horae hai, mehendi mjhe nahe tia ko lagani the' she told him as a matter of fact, he sighed 'yes you are right, i am getting married to tia...you go' he said freeing her from his hold , she looked down a bit hurt from his words and him letting her go but nodded and turned to leave

In her own sorrow she forgot to cover her hands in her stole anymore and he saw it 'annika' he called out and she stopped turning to him again with a questioning look 'you said you didn't apply mehendi' he stated what she said earlier and she nodded confused 'toh phir yeh kiya hai...?' He asked holding her hands raising her palms in front of him... her eyes widened on getting caught red handed and she shrugged away his hands 'i need to go' she mumbled but he didn't let her go as he held her arm and pulled her back with such a force that she landed perfectly in his arms,

Her eyes sparkled with some strong emotions as she looked up him, a smile made its way on her lips as they shared an eye lock, her smile made him smile but it was short lived as she remembered about his wedding and tia, she wriggled in his hold but his hold was strong 'let me go shivaay' she requested but her plead fell into deaf ears... he raised his hand and caressed her cheek before freeing her and holding her palms up ... she looked away as he eyed her mehendi 'S' he whispered after a breif silence and she took in a breath 'shivaay mjhe jana hai' 'tumhare mehendi mai S kyun hai annika?' He asked but she ignored 'shivaay please mjhe janey dein' 'yhan A nahe par S hai...kyun annika...kiya matlab samjhun mai iska?' 'Koi matlab nahe hai shivaay, i didn't even know about it, please let me go'

'Tumne mere naam ki mehendi lagai hai annika, phir bhe tum keh rahe ho ke koi matlab nahe..' he said as she looked straight in his eyes, there was something in those blue orbs of his, something very deep, very strong but she can't let herself understand it, she has to go 'shivaay please, stop with this, jo ho raha hai usse hone dijea or mjhe janey dijea' she whisper tiredly 'to kiya tumhe koi farq nahe padhta annika, mere shaadi tia se horae hai par mere naam ki mehendi uske nahe tumhare hathon mein hai...phir bhe tumhe koi farq nahe padhta?' He asked yet again and her eyes moistened 'mjhe farq kyun padega shivaay...mai apki hun hi kon jo mjhe farq padhna chahie, ap to yeh tak nahe keh sakte ke mai apki life mai important kyun hun or ap mjhse poch rae hain k mjhe farq kyun padhta hai? Mujhe koi farq nahe padhta shivaay aur yeh mai sabit kardunge' he pulled her closer 'aur kaisa sabit kroge tum anika?' 'Jaisa apne sabit kiya' he knitted his brows in confusion hearing her 'jaisa ap tia se shaadi krke age badh rae hain mai bhe badh jaongi, yhan se chali jaongi aur kabhi laut kar nahe aongi' she said but was unaware that she has invited danger to herself

'Don't you dare say that again annika' shivaay said seething in anger, his hands turned into a perfect fist and his knuckle turned white, she chuckled sadly 'why shivaay only you have the right to do or say such things...after our divorce you will have no right on me and then i will be free' she said looking straight at him and he took in a deep breath in order to calm his nerves down 'and you think i will let it happen...you are my wife anika, you are Mrs.Shivaay Singh Oberoi ' 'just for two more days shivaay' 'you think i will let you go?' ' you have already done it shivaay..you are marrying tia and i am free to escape' 'i will not let you go' this time it wasn't a question or a warning..this time he said it with determination, becasue ony he has a right on her

'Give me a reason to not to go shivaay...otherwise don't stop me' she challenged and he remain silent 'mjhe apke sath rehne ki wjah chahie, apke sath jeene ki wjah chahie...agar wo desakte hain to dedei' saying so she walked away leaving him there alone 'tum mere jeene ki wjah ho anika, aur mai tumhare jeene ki wjah hun, yeh wjah kafi hai tumhe dene ki liye, and i will never let you go...' he whispered starring at her retreating figure