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This was the winning OS for the Dream Team Contest (Task Four)! Enjoy!
-TITLE of the OS-
Time of the Month
CREDIT FOR THE AMAZING BANNER GOES TO Aichuu!
-Story-
"Oh Randhir paaji, your Sanyukta ran to the bathroom, she was telling Kaustuki that she's in trouble," Yo-yo told Randhir frantically.
Randhir raised his eyebrow as soon as Yo-yo called Sanyukta his Sanyukta.
"My Sanyukta?" he questioned. "I don't give a damn if she goes to the bathroom or not."
"Randhir paaji, you are the one who sends me to help her when she's in trouble. I just told you what I noticed. Sanyukta was saying something about pain in her tummy," Yo-yo explained.
Pain in her tummy? What was this silly girl doing to her health now?
"Uh... I need to finish up some work Yo-yo!" Randhir said anxiously before fleeing from the scene and running towards the public washroom.
Once he approached the washroom, Randhir paused outside.
"Sanyukta?" he called from the outside, but there was no response.
He opened the door and walked in awkwardly, anxiously wondering what people would think if they saw him there. Sanyukta was by the sink, washing her hands.
"Oh... there you are," he said, trying to sound smug, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms.
Sanyukta's head shot up as soon she heard his voice.
"Randhir?" she asked, her eyes widening with shock. "What are you doing here? Do you have any shame?"
Randhir looked Sanyukta up and down. She looked fine to him - what was Yo-yo talking about?
"I heard your tummy was hurting. I wanted to make sure you were okay," he said, trying to sound as casual as possible.
She furrowed her brows and turned off the tap, turning around to face him. "Why do you care?" she retorted back.
Sanyukta rolled her eyes. "Go away Randhir before people see you and start questioning me," she ordered, "- or you know what, I'll go."
She started to make her way towards the exit but Randhir blocked her way.
"No, what happened?" he asked her, determined to find out the cause of her problem.
Sanyukta's mouth fell open. "You're not going to let me leave?" she asked, placing a hand on her tummy out of frustration. "Ugh."
Randhir looked at Sanyukta as she grabbed her tummy.
"Why are you doing that?" he asked, fear written all over his face. "You... you don't need me to call the hospital do you?"
Sanyukta, who had previously been frowning, now started laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" Randhir snapped. "Why aren't you taking your pain seriously, dammit?"
She put on a straight face immediately. "Nothing Randhir, just let me go!"
He grabbed her arm with force and pulled her close to him. An uncomfortable expression took over Sanyukta's face.
"What happened Sanyukta?"
She pulled her arm away and took two steps back. "It is none of your business," she snapped.
"It is my business," he replied, grabbing her shoulders. "It is!"
"Haan haan kyunki main tumhaare Bache ki Maa banne waali hoon!" she retorted sarcastically.
Randhir let go of her shoulders with as much force as he had grabbed them, his mouth falling open. "What? Have you gone mad? Listen, I don't know what's happening in your dreams, but let me make it clear that nothing like that happened between us and it would never happen! Disgusting. You should be ashamed of yourself."
She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and smirked. "Why not Randhir? If you didn't use a condom, that isn't my fault is it?"
He took her arms off him. "Shut up Sanyukta. You're mental. Do you understand? You're seriously crossing the line now!"
Randhir already knew that the line was crossed long back when they shared that kiss, but he ignored that.
"Oh, so this is why your stomach is hurting. You're pregnant right? You couldn't wait until marriage, so you took this drastic step," he provoked, knowing his words were far from the truth, but this was the only way he could annoy her enough for her to tell the truth.
Sanyukta's whole body started to shake with anger.
"How dare you Randhir Singh Shekhawat? How dare you question my character like that!"
"Oh please Sanyukta, don't pretend like you weren't playing these dirty games just two minutes ago - you questioned my character. You think I would ever do something like that with you? Stupid girl."
"You know what Randhir, you're a man. You won't understand! I am on my period. It's natural! If you want to run around behind me for a week every month and throw accusations at me then be my guest, but I have better things to do."
With that, she grabbed her bag and left the bathroom, leaving Randhir stunned at what he just heard.
"What the -" he said to himself.
He had not been expecting that. Having lived away from his mom for so many years and not having had a sister, he was not accustomed to that. It was almost a non-existent thing for him.
"Sanyukta!" he called out after her as he followed her in the direction of the canteen.
He wanted her to rest. If she was sick then she couldn't be walking around the school like this! Sanyukta, without turning around, increased her pace even more and entered the canteen, Randhir just a few steps behind her.
The lights were already off, and it was a miracle that the canteen wasn't locked already.
"Is there anyone here?" she called out, before going into the kitchen and placing her bag on the counter. "Ouch my tummy hurts."
"Go to sleep then," he ordered.
"I'm hungry Randhir!" she said, sitting down on the ground of the kitchen. "I won't get out of here until I eat."
"Are you crazy?" he asked, his eyes widening. "Okay fine, I'm hungry too. Make us something to eat."
Sanyukta glared daggers at him. "You don't know how it feels to be in this position where it feels like a thousand knives are stabbing your tummy Randhir. You don't understand the pain I'm going through!" she snapped, getting up and grabbing the collar of his shirt forcefully.
"You didn't need to publicize this," he countered, pulling his shirt away from her. "I'll... make you something. Go sit on a table. And haan, I'm not making it for you. I'm hungry and I don't trust you so I'm making it."
Sanyukta smiled sweetly at Randhir and sat down on a table outside. The lights were dim, so it was hard to make out much of the cafeteria, but Randhir brought a lit candle and placed it on the table immediately.
"Aren't you going to cook?" she snapped, feeling a satisfying sense of authority.
"If you're going to order me around then I won't cook for you Sanyukta."
"Okay Randhir," she said, sighing dramatically. "It's okay - you won't ever feel the pain us girls feel."
"Deal with your sickness yourself then!" Randhir said harshly.
At this, Sanyukta stood up, grabbing the side of her stomach and wincing in pain. Randhir held out a hand protectively, but then took it back.
"Sickness? Randhir you call this a sickness? You're sick! It's a natural phase in every woman's life!"
"Yeah... well... just do whatever Sanyukta. I'm leaving!"
He made his way to the door of the canteen and tried to open it, but it was locked. "Oh great - out of all the students in FITE, I always have to get locked with you. Bloody peon."
"What?" Sanyukta exclaimed, her head shooting up. She didn't want to be trapped with Randhir all night.
Sanyukta ran towards the door and tried to push it with all her might. "Great," she said. It was all Randhir's fault! "Thanks a lot Randhir."
"If you just went to bed like I told you to, this wouldn't happen, but you just needed to have a big appetite today didn't you?" he snapped.
She felt tears start to sting her eyes. Why didn't Randhir understand? A girl needed to be cared for and comforted at this stage and all he was doing was yelling at her!
Randhir, feeling guilty for making her cry, gently placed a hand on Sanyukta's shoulder comfortingly.
"Go sit down," he told her, looking away from her, "I'll make something."
She smiled at him and nodded, deciding that it was not worth saying anything right now - if she could capture this moment she would. Randhir making her - a girl - food. It was a miracle that the world hadn't ended yet.
In about thirty minutes, Randhir walked out with two plates of roti and cauliflower sabzi.
"You can cook?" Sanyukta exclaimed, shocked as he placed a plate down in front of her.
He showed her his phone. "It's the era of technology Sanyukta."
"Well then," she said, smiling to herself, "I hope this tastes good."
Randhir sat down in front of her and waited for her to start eating, but she didn't.
"You eat it first," she said, glancing down at the food. "Who knows, you might have poisoned it."
Randhir rolled his eyes and ripped up a piece of his own roti, but Sanyukta grabbed his hand to stop him from doing so. She took off a piece of her roti, wrapped it around her sabzi and held it out for Randhir to eat.
Mesmerized, Randhir's head moved forward to eat from Sanyukta's hands, but before his lips could touch the food, she grabbed his hand and forcefully made him take the bundle of food. "Eat it yourself," she demanded, narrowing her eyes.
Randhir coughed, pulling himself out of his trance. "Oh... yeah, I was doing that!" He wrapped his fingers around the bundle of cauliflower and roti and put it in his mouth.
"I just wanted to see if you would eat my plate - who knows, maybe my food was poisoned."
"Sanyukta, if I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't do it so obviously," he told her, rolling his eyes. "Just eat."
She nodded and looked down at her plate, taking one small bite. "This is... really good. Where did you learn to cook this?"
"I told you Sanyukta, it's the age of technology. Which century are you living in?"
It seemed to Sanyukta that Randhir had a penchant for cooking, but she didn't say anything. After all, if he was going to make her food like this, she had no reason to complain.
"So," Randhir said, after they were both silent for some time. "This... sickness you have. Will it go away soon?"
She furrowed her eyebrows at Randhir, her nostrils flaring.
"Randhir Singh Shekhawat, if you can't respect a woman's menstrual cycle, then do not disrespect it at least by calling it an illness. What did I tell you earlier?"
"Okay, sorry!" he apologized. "I just want to know when it'll end!"
"In five days, give or take a day or two," she replied nonchalantly.
"So you'll be in pain for five days?" he asked, starting to worry about her. "I mean... how do you bleed for five days and not die? That's weird... and you're telling me it isn't a sickness?"
Sanyukta stood up sharply, yelping in pain as she grabbed the side of her tummy again. "You won't understand Randhir! You're not a woman. All we want right now is to cuddle with something, watch a movie like kuch kuch hota hai, eat chocolate and either scream or cry!"
Randhir got up too and made his way around to Sanyukta. He wrapped an arm around Sanyukta's shoulder and seated her back down, sitting beside her. He took out a chocolate bar from his pocket and gave it to her, smiling as soon as he saw her eyes light up.
"Randhir, how did you know?"
"I told you Sanyukta, we're living in the technology era."
"You googled this?" she asked, starting to giggle uncontrollably, grabbing her stomach as she did so.
Randhir noticed the slight flush of her cheeks as she giggled and automatically smiled wider. She looked beautiful when she was smiling.
"Ouch...!" she said, trying breathe through fits of giggles. "It hurts when I laugh!"
Randhir slid a hand on the side of her tummy, over her hand, his other hand gently bringing her head to his shoulder. He thought he heard Sanyukta sigh with happiness, but concluded it was his imagination instead.
She unwrapped the chocolate bar as he played Kuch Kuch Hota Hai on his phone and held it out for them to watch. Sanyukta couldn't stop herself from smiling.
"So this is a date Randhir - we had dinner and we're even watching a movie alone?" she asked him, no scorn in her voice whatsoever.
"Date? Please," he said, rolling his eyes.
Sanyukta smiled, knowing that he considered it a date too. She knew him well enough to know when he was trying to hide his feelings.
Near the middle of the movie, Sanyukta fell asleep on his shoulder. A smiling Randhir gently moved her so she could lie on the bench with her head on his lap. He let his head fall onto the table as sleep took over his body as well.
Sanyukta smiled in her sleep - she didn't know what made her find Randhir, but she knew that it was pure serendipity that she did find him.
The next morning Sanyukta woke up first.
"Oh no," she whispered to herself, when she noticed that she had fallen asleep. Getting up quickly, she noticed they were still locked. Glancing down at her phone, she realized that it was almost six in the morning and the peon would unlock the door in less than ten minutes. She checked the bench where she had been sleeping and her face paled. Rushing into the kitchen, she used her dupatta and dish soap to clean off the spot where she had leaked, causing Randhir to wake up.
"What are you doing?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.
What was he doing up? This was so embarrassing. "N-nothing," she said, wiping off the last of the blood and running to the kitchen to wash off her dupatta.
Once she came out, Randhir wrapped his shirt around her waist, covering up the stain on her pants before she said a word to him. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Still, she was touched.
Sanyukta stood on her tiptoes and kissed Randhir's cheek. "Thank you so much Randhir," she told him with a warm smile, "For making me feel special."
"I did it because I was bored and you wouldn't shut up if I didn't, don't consider yourself special," he replied, rolling his eyes. "I was stuck in a tornado last night - tornado Sanyukta."
Smiling softly to herself, Sanyukta turned around and made her way towards the door, noticing that the peon had unlocked it. Turning around and giving him one final warm smile, she walked towards the girl's dormitory, mesmerized by this hidden side of Randhir.
-Song Chosen-
Mai Koi Aisa Geet Gaaon - Yes Boss
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uxe_dAKjrM[/YOUTUBE]
| mai.n koii aisa giit gaa'uu.n | I'll sing such a song |
| ki aarzuu jagaa'uu.n | that I'll awake your longing. |
| CHORUS: | |
| mai.n koii aisa giit gaa'uu.n | I'll sing such a song |
| ki aarzuu jagaa'uu.n | that I'll awake your longing, |
| agar tum kaho | if you say so. |
| tumko bulaa'uu.n ye palake.n bichh'uu.n | I'll call for you; I'll devote myself to you. |
| qadam tum jahaa.n jahaa.n rakho | Wherever your footsteps fall, |
| zamiin ko aasmaan banaa'uu.n | I'll make the earth into the sky. |
| sitaaro.n se sajaa'uu.n | I'll decorate it with stars, |
| agar tum kaho | if you say so. |
| Chorus | |
| mai.n titaliyo.n ke piichhe bhaaguu.n | I'll race after butterflies; |
| mai.n jugnuu.n ke piichhe jaa'uu.n | I'll chase fireflies. |
| yeh ra.ng hai voh roshnii hai | One is color; the other is light; |
| tumhaare paas dono.n laa'uu.n | I'll bring them both to you. |
| jitnii khushbuu'e.n baag me.n mile.n | However much fragrance one finds in a garden, |
| mai.n laa'uu.n vahaa.n par ki tum ho jahaa.n | I'll bring to you, wherever you may be. |
| jahaa.n par ek pal bhii THaharo mai.n gulistaan banaa'uu.n | Wherever you pause for just a moment, I'll make into a garden, |
| agar tum kaho | if you say so. |
| Chorus | |
| agar kaho to mai.n sunaa'uu.n | If you say so, I'll tell you |
| tumhe.n hasiin kahaaniyaa.n | beautiful stories. |
| sunogii kya merii zabaanii | Will you listen to what I say, |
| tum ek parii kaa daastaan | the story of a fairy creature? |
| yaa mai.n karuu.n tumse bayaan | Or I'll relate to you |
| kii raaja ko raanii milii thii kahaa.n | the tale of where a king met his queen. |
| kahaaniyo.n ke nagar me.n tumhe.n leke jaa'uu.n | I'll take you to the spot in the stories, |
| agar tum kaho | if you say so. |
| tumko bulaa'uu.n ye palke.n bichh'uu.n | I'll call for you; I'll devote myself to you. |
| qadam tum jahaa.n jahaa.n rakho | Wherever your footsteps fall, |
| zamiin ko aasmaan banaa'uu.n | I'll make the earth into the sky. |
| sitaaro.n se sajaa'uu.n | I'll decorate it with stars, |
| agar tum kaho | if you say so. |
| Chorus... |
-Reason for choosing that particular Song-
The song perfectly describes the situation of someone willing to do anything for someone (even to the extent of going against his own nature) just to make her smile. In the song, the singer speaks about singing a song, about decorating the earth with stars, about chasing fireflies, if she asks her to. In our story, Randhir cooks for her, he takes the initiative about looking up what makes a girl feel good during their menstrual cycle, and he proceeds to make her feel amazing on her time of month. Although Sanyukta is in the problem, the song beautifully expresses how Randhir would leave the MCP mask he had on, and pamper her to fulfill her desires and make her feel good. Mai Koi Aisa Geet Gaaon aptly describes the lengths one goes to just to see someone they value smile, and so does this one-shot.
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