IshRa OS - 'Realization!'

Note - This OS is based on the "What happened next.?"after the "IshRa rolled up in curtain" scenario.

And this is completely my imagination so please don't expect any of this to happen in the show tonight. Though I wish to see this! 😆

It's in three parts and do I need to say that all the parts are posted together, one below the other.? You guys must be knowin' it by now. Right.?

Happy Readin'!

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"Utho.." Ishita struggled to get out of the curtain.

"Andhi ho.? Dikh nai raha hai ki mera haath phasa hua hai.?" Raman chirped.

"Haan toh nikalo.. aise ghoor qa rahe ho.?" Ishita retorted.

"Kaise nikaloon.? Tumhare neeche hai.. Pata nai mera bechara haath kaisa hoga.?" Raman sounded worried.

"Huh.? What do you mean.?" Ishita asked.

"Zahir si baat hai na.. tum itni moti ho ki mera haath toh bechara papad ban gaya hoga ab tak!" Raman chuckled.

"Oh Really.?" Ishita smirked n rolled on top of him.

"Yeh qa kar rahi ho.? Maarne ka iraada hai qa.?" Raman said, confused n shocked with her sudden action.

"Kaash!" Ishita said dreamily n asked "Mai moti hoon na.?

"Haan toh.? Ismein koi shaque ki baat nai hai.." Raman replied n added "Aisa lag raha hai mai Dilli ki sadak hoon aur tum road roller.."

Ishita was damn annoyed now but she composed herself as she had to implement the plan which jz popped up in her mind.

"Hmm.." Ishita pretended to be sad "Subbu ki baat maan leti toh achha hota..."

Raman couldn't understand the sudden change of expression n tone. He was lookin' at her intently, tryin' to figure out the matter but before he could concentrate on that, Ishita spoke again "Subbu kehta tha ki patli ho jao.. patli ho jao.. aur mai ho bhi jaati but then he wasn't a part of my life n I dropped the idea of dietin'.. N After Subbu no one asked me to lose weight.. So I assumed I'm fit.."

Raman was only lookin' at Ishita with a poker face but anger was visible in his eyes n Ishita noticed this. She mentally patted herself for her actin' n continued "Mai soch rahi hoon ki kal se Mummy ji ke saath mai bhi dietin' shuru kar doon.. Phir jab next time Subbu se milungi toh woh kitna khush hoga.." Ishita smiled extra sweetly.

On the mere mention of Subbu's name Raman found himself fumin' n on hearin' that Ishita would lose weight jz to make Subbu happy, his blood boiled up with jealousy n anger.

"Uss Madrasi ki himmat kaise hui Ishita ko over weight kehne ki.? Aur.. Meri Biwi uske ke liye dietin' karegi.? Kabhi nai.." He mumbled to himself.

"Huh.? Kuchh kaha aapne.?" Ishita said, bringin' a jealous Raman out of his thoughts.

"Yeh Subbu katha khatm ho gayi ho toh uthne ki zehmat karogi.? Mai mar jaunga.." He tried to cover up his jealousy.

"Bura laga.? Subbu ka naam sunkar.?" Ishita grinned.

"Haan.." He replied in a reflex but the next moment his brain took over his heart n added "Woh toh bach gaya aur tum jaisi moti mujhe mil gayi.."

Ishita pouted n at once started strugglin' to get out of that curtain roll. After some good minutes she was finally successful in doin' so.

She stood up, took out her stilettos n held them in her hands.

Raman looked at her. "Kahin ye mujhe aaj inn heels se maarne toh nai waali.?" He thought to himself.

Ishita took a step forward towards him n he took a step back.

"Ye.. Ye qa kar rahi ho.? Dekho.. mai jaanta hoon sacch kadwa hota hai.. par kisi ko sacch bolne ke liye maarte thodi hain.." Raman took another step back with his hands maintainin' an arm distance with Ishita.

Ishita was confused at first but on realizin' that Raman is actually thinkin' that she is gonna hit him with the stilettos made her laugh but she kept it an inward laugh as she wanted to continue this prank a li'l longer.

"Aapne koi option hi nai chhoda.." Ishita took a step forward. She was enjoyin' the expressions on her Ravan Kumar's face.

"Dekho tum aisa nai kar sakti.." Raman fell on the sofa with a jerk.

"Watch me!" Ishita smirked n the next moment she did somethin' which was completely unexpected to even her while Raman was shocked with her actions.

She sat on Raman's lap n grinned "So.? What were you sayin'.?"

Raman was way too shocked to say anythin'.

"Aapko laga mai aapko maarne waali hoon.?" Ishita burst out laughin' n automatically her right arm snaked around his neck while the other still holdin' the stilettos.

Raman realized that he has made a fool of himself but seein' Ishita laughin' he smiled n said "Worth it!"

Ishita couldn't hear him as she was bz laughin' n recallin' Raman's expressions. This was when she felt Raman's left hand crawlin' to her waist, her laughter vanished.

She looked up at him n found him givin' his eva charmin' smile. Their eyes got locked n for the next few moments, there was pin drop silence or better say breath-could-be-heard silence.

Ishita didn't realize when Raman took the stilettos from her hand n dropped them on the floor as quietly as he could without breakin' the eyelock.

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P.S. - Part Two is jz below! :)

Part - 2

He held her left hand in his' right hand n squeezed it.

"Subbu ne kaha hi tum moti ho.?" Raman asked breakin' the silence but not the eyelock.

Ishita could only nod in response.

"Subbu ka number hai.?" He asked.

"Nai.." She managed to answer after a minute.

"Koi baat nai.. Bala se le loonga.." He smiled.

"Subbu ka number qu chahiye.?" Ishita asked, still confused.

"Tum sure ho na ki tum dentist ho.?" Raman asked n recieved another confused look from her.

He smiled n added "CID ki tarah interrogate karogi toh doubt toh hoga hi na.."

"Tumse toh baat hi karna bekar hai.." Ishita tried to stand up but his firm grip on her waist didn't let her do so.

"Qa hai.? Leave me.." She made an annoyed face.

"Uuuhm!" Raman nodded in no n smiled.

Ishita looked up at him n opened up her mouth to say somethin' when he moved her right hand n placed it on his shoulder while wrapped his right hand on her waist n pulled her closer which made her hand slip from his shoulder n snake around his neck in reflex.

Ishita was feelin' damn nervous with the proximity plus Raman's gaze on her was makin' her blush.

"Mai moti hoon na.? Toh ab mere weight se mar nai jaoge.?" Ishita said, composin' herself.

"Uss Madrasi ko maarne se pehle nai maroonga.." words slipped from his mouth. On registerin' his words a teasin' smile appreared on Ishita's lips.

"Qu.? Subbu ne tumhe short height pe taunt kiya qa.?" Ishita grinned mischieviously.

"Short height my foot!" Raman snapped "Tumhare barabar hoon.."

"Haan par I like tall guys.." Ishita smiled.

"Qu.? Tall guys se naariyal todwana hai.?" He retorted.

"Haan.." Ishita snapped n after few seconds added "I wish mera pati bhi lamba hota.." she sighed.

"Oh hello! Madam.. mai tumhare liye toh perfect height ka hoon.. aur itna hi lamba pati chahiye tha toh Khali se shaadi kar leti.. mujhse qu ki.?"

"Qa karoon.? Kismat mein Ravan Kumar likha tha na.." Ishita tried hard not to laugh seein' supa jealous Raman.

She was watchin' his expressions. He was damn annoyed and jealous coz he knew Subbu is taller than him n thought that's why Ishita keep tauntin' him on his height when in actual, Ishita didn't think any of it. She was jz havin' fun.

"Uss Madrasi se abhi bhi pyaar karti ho.?" Raman asked lookin' around.

Ishita wasn't expectin' this question from him, ever. She looked up at him n found his face devoid of any emotion. He was jz lookin' around as if he is seein' his own house for the very first time.

After few moments of silence when Raman looked up at her, she locked her eyes with his' n noticed somethin' in his eyes but definitely neither jealousy nor anger.

It was the pain of rejection in his eyes which Ishita failed to recognize.

"Karti ho toh bol do.." Raman spoke "Mujhe koi fark nai padega.. Mai toh aise hi poochh raha tha.."

This conversation was gettin' serious. Ishita preferred their usual chirpin' so she decided to end this conversation here.

"Tumhe koi fark nai padega toh jaankar qa karoge.?" She said n after a pause added "Please leave me.. I need to change. Ab waise bhi bahot late ho gaya hai n aapke clients bhi chale gaye honge.."

Raman assumed "Yes" for an answer n loosened his grip. "Clients already ghar pe hain.. Mihir organized a dinner for us.." He said in a disappointed tone.

"Mihir lied.?" Ishita asked n recieved an affirmative nod in response from Raman.

"Chalo achha hi hai gharwalon ne humein ghar mein lock kar diya.." She stood up from his lap "Kitna awkward ho jaata aise akele dinner pe.." She picked up her stilettos.

"Qu.? Abhi bhi toh humne akele hi dinner kiya toh awkward qu hota wahan.?" Raman stood up as well.

"Haan par yahan ghar pe it's okay.. But wahan sabke saame thoda awkward ho jaata.." Ishita took a step forward towards their room when Raman held her wrist n pulled her to face him.

"Wahan awkward hota coz you're ashamed to be spotted with your not so tall husband.? His eyes were flashin' with anger n jealousy.

Ishita couldn't believe her ears. She was shell shocked with his words. She knew he is jealous but to this extent.? She never thought.

"What's wrong with you.?" Ishita jerked off his hand.

"Accordin' to you, everythin' is wrong with me! My height being the biggest wrong.. I guess!" Raman let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Shut up!" Ishita snapped.

"Oh so you're askin' me to Shut up.? Qu.? Sacch sun'na achha nai lagta.?" He retorted.

"Tumhara dimaag kharab ho gaya hai.. jab theek ho jayega phir baat karenge.." Ishita tried to move when Raman yanked her closer. "Mera dimaag kharab ho gaya hai.? Jz coz I'm sayin' the truth.?"

"What truth.?" Ishita snapped.

"What truth.?" Raman chirped "Chalo mai madad kar deta hoon.."

"You still love that Madrasi.." He gritted his teeth.

Ishita was seethin' in anger by now. She pushed him n threw off her stilettos on the floor.

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P.S.- Part Three is jz below.

Part - 3

Ishita took a step forward n said ""Even if I love him then too, why are you so bothered.?" Ishita moved closer to him.

"Tumhe toh koi fark nai padta na..?" She poked her index finder in his chest. "Tumhare liye mai moti hoon.. Mere haath ka khaana tumhe nai pasand.. Meri company tumhe torture lagti hai.. meri baatein bakwaas hoti hain.." tears welled up in her eyes.

"Truth right.? You were tellin' me the truth that I love Subbu.? Truth that I'm ashamed of being spotted with you jz coz you aren't tall.?" Tears rolled down her cheeks but she wiped them n continued "So for your kind information Mr.Raman Kumar Bhalla, all that is a BIG LIE!" She stressed on the last two words.

"The truth is, Subbu doesn't even exist for me. The truth is I WANT to be spotted with you." Ishita distanced herself a bit.

"The truth is your height is perfect to me. The truth is I wore this dress for you.. The truth is I felt so damn good when you passed a compliment.. The truth is I enjoyed the dinner at home more coz we were alone. The truth is I found the upma even more delicious coz you cooked." fresh tears made their way out of her eyes "And The Truth is Tumhe fark padta hai."

Raman moved forward n tried to hold her by her shoulders but she jerked his hands off n yelled "THE TRUTH IS EVERYTHING YOU DON'T NOTICE!" She pushed him n he fell on the sofa with her as he caught hold of her wrist.

Once again, she was on his lap with only difference being - She was cryin'! He enveloped her in his arms n let her cry. She struggled to get outa his hold but in vain.

After few moments she gave up strugglin' n rested her head on his shoulders. He kissed her hair n kept caressin' her hair until her cries turned into soft sobs.

"Bas.? Itne mein hi thak gayi Jhansi ki Rani.?" Raman caressed her cheek.

"Hm.." Ishita hit him playfully on his chest.

"By the way all the points in your 'The Truth is' bhaashan were TRUE except that I didn't notice you found that ghaas-phoos upma delicious.. After all itna bhukkad ki tarah jo kha rahi thi.." He chuckled.

Ishita looked up at him with her mouth a perfect 'O'. "Bas yahi sab notice kar hi sakte ho tum!" She tried to get up but Raman tightened his grip on her.

"When I said all the points were TRUE includes this point as well 'The truth is tumhe fark padta hai..'" Raman whispered in her ears.

He looked up at her n shared a brief eyelock before Ishita lowered her gaze.

"Your mission of makin' me Jealous is successful so now I don't want to hear that Madrasi's name eva again!" He stated.

"I knew it! I knew you were jealous.." Ishita lifted up her eyelashes n passed a winnin' smile.

"Yeah.. Yeah!" Raman mumbled lookin' around.

"Happy now.? Meri halki phulki Jhansi ki Rani.?" He tucked a strand of hair behind her ears.

"Halki phulki.?" Ishita smiled n he nodded "Yes!"

No words were needed to communicate after that as both of'em realized that there's somethin' more between them than jz being Ruhi's Parents.

Raman wrapped his arms around her n Ishita rested her head on his shoulders with a content smile adornin' her face.

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After an hour or two when Bhalla's entered the house, the scene infront of'em made'em look away shyly.

An asleep Raman on a single seater sofa with an asleep Ishita in his lap. His arms wrapped around her while her's around his neck. Her head restin' on his shoulders while his's restin' on her's. ❤️

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Seein' them like this, who would say that jz an hour before they were fightin' like Tom n Jerry. Yellin' at each other, pushin' each other n now.? Sleepin' so peacefully in each other's arms.

I guess, this is the uniqueness of IshRa's relationship. ❤️ 😉

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P.S. - I hope you all like it! 😊 Thanks for readin'! 😊

And I wrote it in a hurry so no proof readin' done. Kindly point out the grammatical errors, if any.

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