Episode 49: The Clash At The College
Ishaan waves her goodbye and before that offers to drop her to the college but she denies saying she is tempted for an auto ride today.
The morning air is crisp as Savi strides onto the college campus, her bag heavy with textbooks and notebooks. She's determined to make the most of her time before classes begin, knowing that exams are fast approaching. Finding a quiet corner in the library, she settles down with her study materials, her focus unwavering as she immerses herself in her studies. The soft rustle of pages turning is the only sound that accompanies her as she delves deeper into her books.
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As the morning progresses towards noon, Jitudada makes his way through the bustling corridors of the college, with freshly prepared homemade food in the tiffin box. Savi's face lights up with a smile as she spots him, grateful for the nourishment he brings. Their brief exchange is filled with warmth and gratitude, a small moment of connection amidst the chaos of the college day.
Durva watches from a distance as Jitudada hands over the tiffin to Savi, a frown marring her features.
She can't shake the feeling of resentment that bubbles within her, fueled by the perceived favoritism shown towards Savi. It gnaws at her, the sense of injustice growing stronger with each passing moment.
Durva's frustration mounts as she witnesses Savi's seemingly effortless acceptance of the special treatment, her status as the Director's wife granting her privileges that others can only dream of.
Durva and her bestie Ayush, fueled by their resentment towards Savi's perceived privilege, hatch a devious plan to humiliate her in front of her classmates. They decide to orchestrate a collision with Savi that causes her tiffin to spill, leaving her hungry and embarrassed.
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As soon as Savi walks into the canteen navigating through the crowded college corridors, absorbed in her studies, Durva and Ayush strategically position themselves in her path.
With a calculated shove, they collide with Savi, causing her to stumble and the tiffin to slip from her grasp.
The fresh and warm contents spill onto the floor, scattering food everywhere and drawing the attention of nearby students.
Savi's face flushes with embarrassment as she kneels to gather the scattered items, her hunger gnawing at her stomach.
Durva and Ayush stand by, wearing smug expressions as they offer half-hearted apologies, their true intentions hidden behind false sympathy.
Enraged by the deliberate act of sabotage, Savi confronts Durva and Ayush in a fit of righteous anger.
Savi: "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Durva and Ayush exchange smug glances before Durva responds with faux innocence.
Durva: "Oh, I'm so sorry, Savi! It was just an accident, you know how crowded the hallways can get."
Ayush chimes in, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Ayush: "Yeah, accidents happen all the time. Maybe next time you should watch where you're going, huh?"
Savi's fists clench at her sides, her patience wearing thin as she sees through their facade.
Savi: "Don't play dumb with me, Durva! I know this was no accident. You and your little lapdog here planned this."
Durva's expression hardens, her mask slipping to reveal a glimpse of the resentment simmering beneath the surface.
Durva: "And what if we did? What are you going to do about it, huh? Cry to your husband, who is the Director of this college, like you always do?"
Savi's eyes blaze with fury, her voice trembling with suppressed rage.
Savi: "I don't need to cry to anyone, Durva. I can handle you TWO on my own."
Ayush scoffs, rolling his eyes in disbelief.
Ayush: "Oh please, like you could handle anything without Hubby Director's protection."
Savi takes a step forward, her chin held high as she meets their gazes with steely determination.
Savi: "I don't need anyone's protection, Ayush. Least of all yours. So why don't you both crawl back to whatever hole you came from and leave me the hell alone."
Ayush, overcome with rage, steps forward to strike Savi.
But before he can follow through, a strong hand grabs his wrist from behind, twisting it painfully and stopping him in his tracks.
Ayush winces in pain as he turns to see who has intervened, his eyes widening in shock at the unexpected sight.
He was shocked to see the person who stopped her from striking Savi.
And there, standing behind him with a fierce glint in their eyes is none other than Ishaan Sir, Savi's husband and the Director of the college.
To be continued… (Assignment submission day at college)
Episode 48: Return Journey With Playful Teases
Ishaan and Savi, setting aside their awareness/shyness, get ready and start for Pune.
In the car, she chews her nails and intermittently looks at him. He is conscious of night driving but notices her staring at him.
Accidentally, at the same time, both touch the switch to turn on the songs; their fingers collide, and they exchange a sweet smile. Ishaan signals her to play her choice of songs.
She connects her phone via Bluetooth and taps on her favorite playlist.
The song starts playing, 'Zara Zara behekta hai mehekta hai aaj to mera tan badan me pyaasi hu mujhe bhar le apni baahon me…' She starts murmuring the lyrics along with the tune.
After a while, Ishaan plans to tease her. He coughs to get her attention. She looks at him in question.
He winks and asks, 'You're still not satisfied it seems, are you hungry?'
She replies, 'Shut up, Mr. Naughty Bhosle. Looks like you left hungry and now regretting.'
He says, 'Hmm, what to do if we only get to see the menu but not the meals? But see, I am still fine, but your cheeks are blushing and have turned into red tomatoes.'
She replies, “Had I stopped you? You lacked the courage.' And shows her thumb with her tongue out.
Ishaan teases further, 'So you are saying you are not affected and all normal, right?'
Savi, with confidence, straightens her back and says, 'Yes, why not! I am Savi Chavan… umm… Savi Ishaan Bhosle, but kadakk. Nothing can affect me.'
Ishaan raises his brows and says, 'Ok let's test. Give me your phone. I want to change the song and put one specially dedicated to you, with the TV on.'
Savi looks at him suspiciously but doesn't want to back down so she hands over her phone.
He slows down the car, pulls over, types out the song, and keeps the TV screen on. He then puts her phone in the box and starts driving.
The song plays and scenes air on the screen, 'Aashiq banaya aapne… tere bin suni suni hi raahein.' And the romantic topless scenes of Emraan Hashmi & Tanushree Dutta play there.
She feels extremely shy and unable to face her husband, remembering those feather touches on her upper body and his intoxicating glares on her lips and face. She pulls on her scarf and hides her face.
He, with his left hand, pulls her scarf and throws it on the back seat. And aska, 'So, what about your challenge, Mrs. Bhosle?'
She retorts, "Oh, just hush! You're outrageously mischievous."
He lovingly looks at her & changes the song, and says, 'I love you, I will wait for you, forever, but don't ever run away, leaving me alone!'
She puts her fingers on his lips and shakes her head NO, indicating she could never think of getting separated from him.
The journey continues until Bhosle Mansion, unaware of their future challenges!
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One week later!
The week at Bhosle Institute was very hectic for Ishaan and the same week at Bhosle Mansion was very refreshing for Savi, she was slowly getting adjusted to her new mindset of “bahu” of this family.
At times, Akka Saheb and Durva kept taunting her but she was always been able to find solace and peace in Asmita Kaku, Shikha Vahini, and Anvi.
Ishaan had given her enough study materials, pamphlets, and past exam papers to solve and revise.
As Savi prepared to leave for college one morning, she carefully selected her attire, pink kurta and lavender leggings opting for a simple yet sophisticated look that exuded professionalism.
She straightened her stole and adjusted her bind, mangal sutra with meticulous care, ensuring every detail was just right.
That day she was supposed to reach college quite early.
While on her way to college, Savi took a deep breath before approaching Ishaan's home library, she knocked softly and entered, finding him engrossed in paperwork.
"Sir," she began, her voice tinged with determination, "I have a mountain of work to tackle today. I'll be in the library from dawn till dusk, burying myself in books and notes. Lunch might have to wait, as the most boring paper is on the very first day of exams. Your relentless advice has drilled the importance of pushing harder into my mind for that boring subject."
Ishaan glanced up, concern flickering in his eyes at the weariness evident in Savi's voice. "Savi," he said gently, setting aside his pen, "I understand the weight you carry, but remember, even the strongest shoulders need rest. Your health is as crucial as your studies. Allow me to arrange for Jitubhai to deliver your lunch there. Nourish your body as you nourish your mind, but do not lose sight of your goals. You have a target to meet, and I have every confidence you'll surpass it."
Savi nodded, her eyes shining with gratitude as a warm smile graced her lips. "Thank you, Mr Chidkiya," she murmured, her voice filled with sincerity and determination. "Your unwavering support means everything to me. I am blessed."
Ishaan's expression softened as if he heard her murmuring, "Wait a minute, baby," he said, rising from his chair and crossing the room towards her. With a tender gesture, he comforted her in a side hug, his arms offering reassurance and warmth. As he pressed a soft kiss to her cheeks, he felt the tension melt from her shoulders, replaced by a sense of comfort and security.
"Remember," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm to her weary spirit, "I have every confidence in you. You're not just a student to me or Bhosle Institute, but my beloved wife and an aspirant daughter of proud parents. And believe me, my wife never disappoints."
Savi's heart swelled with warmth at his words, she straightened her posture, ready to face the challenges ahead. "Thank you, Ishaan Sir," she said, her voice steady with newfound confidence. "I won't let you down, my husband should and must feel proud of me."
To be Continued… (Durva and Savi loggerheads in canteen)
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