Hey peeps, this is me balamirra, people fondly call me yb, I guess I have written a os on shivika long back , now I am back with an other os, this isn’t related to the current ib track, hope you guys like this story. I would like to be friends with all of you as I have been a silent reader all these days…..
So here we go…. The story is narrated by anika….
Anika shivaay singh oeroi (a renowned author)
Shivaay singh oberoi (a businessman, isn’t like the one in the show, is very soft hearted)
shivaani singh oberoi (shivika’s daughter)
dadi (shivaay’s grandmom)
Om and rudra (shivaay’s brothers)
I entered the podium, with all might, my face beamed out of
contentment, I could hear rounds of applauses, I heard the host
announce my name, her sweet sounding voice said “we welcome mrs Anika shivay singh oberoi on the stage, she is the second most influential woman author of the week, another round of cheers were heard…she continued and
said me to share my happiness with a few words, I walked towards the
mick, held it as tight as possible , took a glance at the most caring
husband, shivaay’ smile meant a lot of things and this time he
assured me to go ahead…… the projector nearby flashed some pics of
mine, my books, how Shivaay helped me through this and many more, I
started talking about my interest on writing books… my talk went
something like this….
Good evening and a very warm welcome to one and all, I am indeed
honored to receive this award, my book “YOU ARE THE KEY TO MY HEART”
is liked by all readers and that encourages me to write more, the
whole book was just based on my life experiences, I was always a
happy-go-lucky girl and this story is all about how I met my prince
charming.. I would like to thank my readers, some of my friends, family,last
but not the least , my caring and loving hubby Shivaay and our two
year old kid-shivani …. I would like to say a big thankyou for all the
things that you have done till date . Shivaay, “I love you”. (I just
blew some flying kisses and he seemed quite embarrassed). Ill cherish
this moment all through my life thank you once again…
I stepped out of the podium and I saw Shivaay walking towards me, he
gave me a hug and peck on my forehead and whispered “congratulations ani” and I pecked him back on his cheeks and showed my gratitude
towards him, we walked back to our respective seats hand in hand. Omru gave me a hifi , they were the ones who helped me in shivaay’s absence. Rudra used to share some of his crazy ideas while om helped me with some sophisticated lines…
My little one shivani had already dozed off on dadi’s lap, I made my self comfortable on the seat and quickly kissed her, Shivaay did the
same……my baghad billa smiled at me and this time I knew what his smile meant, it said I will always love you and be with you forever, I smiled back
at him . dadi who sat beside me placed her hand on my head and blessed
me, I hugged her out of happiness….
I suddenly went through a fresh gush of memories, right from how me
and shivaay met till how shivani was born.. our unique story goes like this…..
It was a fine day in the college, I was always a naughty girl, I even
used to flirt with decent boys, I rather wanted to be a boy myself,
talk like a boy and dress up like one, I was tomboyish.. I used to
hang out only with boys and not with any of the girls…One day, my
economics professor called me onto his office and told me that I had
to help one of the new comers with the syllabus , I was pretty good in
economics and I considered it as my favorite subject, I nodded my head
in excitement, hoping for the boy to be another hot guy whom I can
flirt with…my face beamed out of happiness….
The next day I entered the college, in a very happy way I dashed with
an unfamiliar boy, I took a quick look at him, he wasn’t very hot or
handsome, he was good looking for sure and I felt a different feeling
each time I took a look at him. His eyes were of apple green, and those eyes drew my attention towards him. He just waved his hand in front of my
eyes, and enquired me about the economics class, I just guided him
with the direction and he walked away… without uttering a word.
Something sparked in my mind … is he the new comer whom I was supposed
to teach? I quickly rushed to the class and he was sitting in one of
the benches , engrossed in a book.. I took a seat near him and other
boys were too eager to witness how I was gonna flirt with the new boy,
I made up my mind not to flirt with this new comer, I noticed that the
lecture has already started…the professer announced the name of the
new comer, his name was shivaay singh oberoi, the name sounded good and he seemed to be from a very cultured family……
I felt a jerk on my shoulder and it was him! He asked me some doubt and
I helped, we later became good friends……and I was getting attracted to
him day by day, not because of his looks but only because of his
intelligence and sense of humour.. I used to get upset at times and he
cracks some silly joke, that makes me chuckle.. I met two of his brothers named omkara and rudra respectively. They were pretty interactive too…
Our bond increased gradually and I fell for him….. one day I decide to propose him, I took him too an open garden, kneeled down before him and said “I love you shivaay”. He bent down and, held my hand and said “I love you too ani”. I hugged him tightly… (but our story doesn’t end here…) Minutes later my dazzling smile turned into a frown because he said that his
mom and dad live separately and his dad wants him to move to London to
pursue business management. This news broke my heart.. I asked him for how many years he gotta go, and the answer was for 10 years, I broke down
saying that I can’t live without him for ten long years, he consoled
me and said that he wont go, I wiped the tears that were trickling
from my face and said “ go ahead, shivaay, I will wait for you, and
the day you return back to india, the first person whom you have to
meet is me…. He pulled me and placed his lips on mine .I will miss
everything about him… that day I learnt that “love is not that easy”
you have to do sacrifices to get your loved ones… he embraced me once
again and walked away with tears in his eyes, I stood there and
watched him go…….
10 long years were a lot of time and I concentrated on my passion ,
that is writing books…. I used to cry for him at times, sometimes text
him out of pain, I couldn’t catch up with him in any of the social
networking sites as he doesn’t like using them….. 10 long years passed
away just like that… I dint even knew whether he would come back to me
…. My tom boyishness vanished away ….
The bell rang, one fine day, I opened the door humming some of the old
songs…I felt that Shivaay was somewhere near me but I laughed of
saying that he is far away in London and when I opened the door, I saw
a young, tall handsome man , he asked me whether ani is there, I said
its me and he took a look at me from top to bottom and quickly
embraced me in a loving way… he said “ani, I promised you that you
will be the first person whom I will meet, so I am here…” I realized
that it was my Shivaay, and quickly embraced him back in a warming hug
and whispered “ shivaay, I thought you wouldn’t be back”…. And he said “how can I live without you ani, shivaay singh oberoi never breaks his promise” after some minutes I whispered “I love you, shivaay”
After two long weeks , our big fat indian wedding took place, all the oberois and my parents were present and that was a moment which I will cherish all through my life….. two years later, our symbol of love was born, we named her shivani………..
Currently , its been a long time since I have got the award and now
everyone is back home, Shivaay is holding me in his arms and shivani is fast asleep. Omru come and congratulate me once again, I feel really happy when they call me “bhabi”, I give them a warm hug and thank them… Shivaay extends his arms, omru and me hug him tightly and we share a nice moment . Later,in the night I whisper to shivaay
“ YOU ARE THE KEY TO MY HEART, SHIVAAY….
THANKYOU FOR ALL THAT YOU HAVE GIVEN ME”
THUS ENDS THE UNIQUE STORY OF SHIVIKA……..
Hope It was nice guys, please feel free to express your views..
LOTS OF LOVE