Shiva/Raavi/ShiVi Drabbles and Snippets - Page 9

Elation struck deep. An excitement unfurled in his heart and he got what he wanted the most. But the happiness needed to stay within; he couldn't express an iota of his feelings. For now. But the time would come soon, he could feel it within and then the world would know, that when he had fallen in love, it was with a craze that would forever be unmatched. 

And this thread has been revived from the dead (because i don't want it to get locked 😂😂😂) .. I had this written a while back but it is kind of apt for the 6 month living together situation too i guess.... 

Min!!! Loved the latest snippet... And I'm glad you're continuing this thread, it's one of my favorites... ❤️

The deep laughter caused her to whip her head around, eyes trying to pinpoint the origin of the sound her ears had caught, even in the crowd that surrounded her. The sounds; beeps and dings, calls and shouts of delight, continued on, unaware of the fervent longing that resided deep in her soul. Walking through the merry patrons of the fair, her head swivelled side to side, expectations heightening even as her words from three months ago echoed in her ears. Restless, she walked faster, stumbling, tripping tears starting to form in her eyes when she reached towards the end of the pavilion and she hadn't found the owner of the voice. Regret slithered over her skin as she walked back dejected towards the entrance, dragging her feet to go back home. 

Aaj ke baad mujhe apni shakal mat dikhana Shiva.

Her words whispered, taunting her, as a hysteric laugh escaped from within her, tears dripping down from her jaw, wishing for the first time that Shiva would do the opposite of what she asked. 

Originally posted by: Pixiepadhi

Min 💔💔💔

Pixie, I know but I couldn't help it... Im finally kind of watching the separation track and this one line struck me so hard. What would the regret be like for her because she had started to realise she had expectations from him. 

Originally posted by: Miss.M

Pixie, I know but I couldn't help it... Im finally kind of watching the separation track and this one line struck me so hard. What would the regret be like for her because she had started to realise she had expectations from him. 

it was beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time.i would love to read what you think about the episodes. Do post in your episode analysis thread if you are free❣️

Oih I'm definitely going to... Really busy with all the real life socialising (i swear i do more in these last two months than i do in the whole year 🙄🙄🙄) so I'm kind of watching as i do chores round the house because i don't want to be further behind than i already am....so I'm going to watch them properly without distractions to do the thread ☺️☺️. 

I'll definitely tag you in those (whether you like it or not 😜) 

Heartbreakingly beautiful💔….so glad you are restarting this

Hello, 

Back again with another small drabble (in the next post) that I might eventually turn into a full fledged os (as was the initial intention) once inspiration strikes again. 

This is based on the argument that they had after Dhara and the brothers come back from getting the loan papers. It's all in Raavi's point of view. 

I haven't watched the episode but watched a few clips of part of their conversation, so please don't mind of it doesn't match up. 

The usual spiel applies. 

Thank you for taking time out to read and leave comments and likes 😊

Enough. 

Wiping the tears, she moved towards the small table she had set up for her studies and taking a blank piece of paper from her notebook, she wrote down everything she had been trying to explain to him. To the family. 

He walked away in anger. She had repeated the same conversation again and it was annoying him to no end that she refused to understand what he was trying to tell her. He made his way to the tree, wanting some peace and quiet to think things through. 

It had never been only about the papers. She knew that she couldn't keep a secret and had in hindsight understood that was why they thought of not telling her. What had irked her was that despite almost losing her life, her husband hadn't thought it important enough to at least tell her where he had gone. It hurt that they worked as a unit; a vehicle that ran the family, but she, no, both her and Rishita hadn't been thought of as even the spares that you kept, in case there was an emergency, separate, but still a part of the unit. 

Rishita still got involved in the plans for the new superstore, managing the loan and trying to sort the whole fiasco after, and she had watched with green glasses as Gautam took her advice on the store designs, spoke to Dhara about the finances; but she had never been included in those conversations either.

Despite the jealousy, it made her happy that Rishita had gotten the chance, however she also had ideas that she wanted to put forth, but had repeatedly been sidelined as the fool in the family; unreliable, the hindrance of her upbringing pushing her even further away. 

Swiping at her wet cheeks, streaking the tears where her palms rubbed against them, she crumpled up the paper. It wasn't worth it. Noone would ever understand what she was going through and explaining to her husband, his brothers or Dhara at that point was akin to banging your head on the wall. 

She huffed and then took a deep breath, finally taking the time to straighten her appearance. Mask in place, she walked out of their room and out the front door. She wasn't answerable to anyone; after all her husband had said that she was a part of the family, so she would do as she pleased, the rest be damned, just as they did, wanting to see what would happen when the realisation struck.