Aniru TS: Life lessons : part 3 updated on pg 3

Hello fellas! I am here posting my first ever story. I hope you all will like it!

I completely adore this adorable Duo and couldn't refrain myself from writing my first TS on them.

Ps: I am a huge fan of all three couples. 😆

Pss: alot of efforts have been put into this, so kindly drop in your precious words after reading this. I am not asking you to write huge paragraphs but one or two sentences would be enough.

Here goes the first part...

" Rudra.. Rudra. He is not here also? Where has this boy gone?? He is neither in the gym nor in his room. And now not even near the pool area. And today is Sunday, that means no college and he would never go partying on Sunday as it is the day when the whole family eats together on the terrace like a picnic." Anika thought after not finding Rudra anywhere. She had actually come to call him for the picnic lunch party,as they call it, but got worried not seeing him anywhere. "Garden?" this thought came in her mind but she denied the possibility of him being there wondering why he would be there. But her intuition led her to the garden. She asked the gardener if he had seen Rudra coming or if Rudra was there, but the old man simply denied. Now she was on the verge of tears. She was really worried about her baby brother in law whom she adored alot. He was just like Sahil to her. She was just about to return to the terrace to inform everybody but she heard distant sobs.

She slowly walked towards the area from where the voice was coming. She observed that this area was more beautiful and greener than the rest of the garden. This side had much more trees, which were quite longer than the rest too, and was further away from the main and centre garden. She wondered why she hadn't ever visited this side. Now the sobs could be heard louder. And suddenly , she noticed that the small path surrounded with trees had ended and there were now only tall bushes in front of her. Had it not been for the owner of the tears, she would not have dared to go further.

She moved forward, slightly pushed a bush and her breath stopped. She could not believe her eyes. There was a small pond in between surrounded by land covered with well cut short grass with tall bushes bordering the whole area, clearly hiding it from any passer by's vision. She connected the dots. This was exactly the same place Om had painted. He had kept that special painting on a stage apart from the other paintings in his studio saying that the painting was VERY close to his heart. This probably is the same place Shivaay was talking about once when he had said that there is a place which is a secret hideout for the three brothers and with which they have numerous happy memories. He was going to show her this place that day only but were interrupted by Om and Rudra who had asked Shivaay to at least let one secret be kept clandestine about them from me. We had laughed on their request then and had decided that would discuss about it only when they would be comfortable! Anika smiled remembering that day when she was brought back to the reality as the cries had grown louder now.

She advanced towards the person sitting under the Gulmohar tree planted at one corner of the heavenly secluded park. The person whom she loved dearly. The person who held as much importance as Shivaay and her own heartbeat and breath had in her life. The person who along with Om had played the role of cupid in her love life with Shivaay. The person whom she could die for. The person for whom she learnt proper cooking so that all his dish demands could be instantly fulfilled by her. The person who will always remain her first and most loved child even when she would have her own baby.

His knees were bent, his head and back resting on the bark of the tree,his hands hiding his face. Walking towards the man she lovingly put her hand in his hair, ruffling them slightly. He withdrew his hands from his face to see who was disturbing him. The sight of a devastated Rudra, with a tear strained face did something to her. Her heart ached and her own eyes turned moist. "Rudra needs you Anika, be strong," she said to herself. She gave a loving and motherly smile to him and raised her eyebrows asking what's the matter. She saw him quickly wipe his tears and give her broad FAKE smile. "He is an idiot. Hiding his emotions from me? And giving me that idiotic fake smile for which he is trying so much to make it look real. Doesn't he know that I very well knew him inside out. His smile was not even reaching his eyes. Buddhu!"she thought. "What happened? ",she asked in a demanding tone." Nothing! ",he replied shrugging his shoulders almost immediately. "I didn't know you could lie and act so well sweetheart!",she commented sarcastically. "Why don't you try your luck in acting? Hmm? "she commented again.

"Huh? I don't understand."he replied honestly. "Huh?" she imitated him. She pulled his ear and asked again what's wrong. This time big fat tears formed in his eyes and the next moment he was crying hysterically hugging Anika with his head on her waist and arms engulfing her in a bone crushing hug. Anika spontaneously withdrew her hand from his ears. Her expressions changing from a strict mother to that of a concerned one. She lovingly started caressing his hair, kissing his hair and head alternatively, trying to soothe his grief and continuously praying to god to make his grief hers and her happiness his. She was hoping that he would stop crying now and tell her about one of his stupid fights with Saumya and how now she is not talking to him. Few minutes passed by. His wails were not ceasing and instead were increasing. She felt extremely perturbed and worried.

She moved a little back, put her cold hands on his warm cheeks and caressed them. She put her finger under his chin, applying a little pressure, asking him to look up at her in the eye. "What happened baby? Tell me. I am feeling extremely worried. Please. Won't you tell me also? "she asked tenderly, her voice extremely soft. "That's the problem! I am not a baby. I am a 25 years old man. So treat me like one! "

How was it?? Please drop in your precious words. Appreciation,criticism and suggestions for the next part are wholly welcome. Silent members also, kindly drop in a word or two only as these precious comments would keep me motivated and push me forward to update faster and better. Jute, chappal and Tamatar are also welcome.

Regards

Inayat

Index :

part 1 -above

part 2 -page 2

Part 3- page 3

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