Mere Rang Mein (Shivika Holi OS) by Archiya

Hello everyone.. am back very soon as I just posted my FF on Thursday.

I am a regular commenter on IB TU page, I have seen many comments where people have expressed their sadness for not having a holi segment in IB, including me.Till yest I had hopes for Holi segment to be shown ,but now IB has caught up in some other track, so I don’t think we will have it.

So I thought to come up with an OS for our lovely shivika HOLI..Being a Saturday today, I should have woken up late, but my sleep broke early an I just composed it… Here it goes

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Anika happily entered her room and looked around and the words echoed in her mind “ANIKA SHIVAY SINGH OBEROI”
She felt on the top of the world today, Shivay had called her his wife, giving her his name. Finally, he had accepted her as his family, may be always felt it, she could see that in his eyes, but the words never came out.

The same Shivay who had called her a roadside trash and had asked Priyanka not to keep relation with these kind of people, had himself joined a relation with her, and this relation not just a simple one, but the most important, a relation of seven births

For a gal like her, who was brave enough to face anything, who was so independent that she did not need anyone or anything else in life to complete her, But deep down there was always this thought to have a name joined with hers, to have a surname, to love and be loved by a family. She did not know where her family was. But now she was very happy with the family her husband Shivay has given her. She had a huge family now and she was going to make sure everyone remained happy in this khidkitod family.

Then a deep thought which she was putting somewhere behind in her brain started making way to the front, Shivay had accepted her as his wife; but there was no mention of love. Did he love her?
Or did he just accept her as his wife to keep Daksh away from her, to just fulfill his responsibility, as he always called her that, just to protect her from that psycho

Anika tried pushing the thought more and more behind but it kept surfacing to the top…

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Next day morning
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Anika woke up to see Shivay staring at her, on their bed. She was startled for a moment thinking it was one of her dreams, where she always saw Shivay

But just then Shivay just put her hands on her cheeks, she now knew he was for real but why was he touching her cheeks like that.. then he just said “Happy Holi” Mrs.SHIVAY SINGH OBEROI

Anika: Main sirf Anika hoon, aur yeh aapne kya kiya.. mujh pe rang laga diya, she literally screamed[what did you do, you put colors on me]

Shivay: But I thought u loved colors… saying this he sadly started walking out of the room

Anika: Shivay……

Shivay turned and before he could decipher what happened, a bucket full of colored water was thrown on him.
He was just too stunned to speak and he kept staring at her.

Anika: Happy Holi my pati permeshwar, kanji aankohn wale bagad bille

She was laughing like anything.. but she just went quiet when she saw something in his eyes, desire burned in those kanji eyes,he started moving towards her an she started moving back.Finally, she touched the wall and he came and kept his palms on the wall on both sides of her, literally locking her to the wall.
They were lost in each other eyes, slowly Shivay came more and more closer to her, they were staring at each other’s lips and Anika blushing furiously closed her eyes, his lips came very near to her lips and he closed his eyes tooo…

And finally, Shivay kissed her beautiful lips, but why did the lips feel so hard, he opened his eyes to see that he had kissed the wall

He turned and saw Anika and she started laughing again…

Anika : Billuji..
Shivay : don’t call me that
Anika: Billuji, biluji,, billuji aapka toh tie tie fis hoagaya … an she just ran out of the room
Shiavy[whats this tie tie fis now] : anika ruko… and he started running behind her

They came to the hall an anika touched Dadi feet and hugged her
Anika : happy holi dadi
Dadi: Happy holi puttar, God bles u
Anika wishes pinky too, but she ignores her

Just then Shivay comes there
Pinky : Shivay mera hira puttar , yeh kya hai.. tu toh pura gila hochuka hai, par tu toh rang nahi kelta [ Shivay you have become fully wet, but you don’t play colors]
Dadi: Ha puttar bol na [ya tell Shivay]
Anika : ha ha shivaay boliye na, aap gile kaise hogaye [ya ya Shivay tell,how did you get wet]
Dadi understood the mischievous smile on Anika face and said Anika ne use apne rang main rang diya [filled him with his colors]
Shivika get embarrassed and make some reason and go from there.

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In the garden of OM
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Lots of colors were in the air, lots of tables were laid with mouthwatering cuisine an all types of drinks including the bhang of course.
All of them were dressed in white but the shades of all colors could be seen on their dresses.
Anika was standing with dadi and talking to her but her eyes were searching for Shivay, he was no where to be seen.

Dadi : Puttar, kyun yaha khadi hai.. jaa tere billu ko dhoond [why are you standing here, go and find your billu]
Anika blushed and started looking for shivay, she comes to OmRu

Ru: Bhabhi aap kisi ko dhoond rahi hai [bhabhi are you searching for someone]
OM: kaisa sawal pooch raha hai tu [what kind of question is that]
Ru: of course, billi apne billu ko dhoond rahi hai [of course, billi is searching for her billu]

Just then he sees soumya and goes from there

Om comes to anika and puts some color on her
Om : Anika, you have filled a lot of colors in Shivay life , I have never seen him play colors before an nor have I seen him this happy before. Thanks for coming in his life and completing him. Thanks for everything.
Anika feels tears stinging her eyes, but she does not let them flow. She just closes her eyelids an acknowledges Om’s comment.
Om : Now go, your Shivay is on the terrace

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Terrace
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The terrace was beautifully decorated with lots of hangings an awning to cover it from the sun.. a cool breeze was flowing.
Shivay was standing looking down, when he sensed anika behind him.

Anika : Billuji,aap yahan kya kar rahe hai [Billuji, what are you doing here]
Shivay turns to her, and forwards his hand
She comes and takes it and he pulls her towards him, Anika’s pyaar ki ghanti [bells of love] starts ringing.
Shivay: Will you dance with me?
Anika : Hmmmmmm

The music starts
Mere Rang Mein Rangne Waali
He puts colors to her cheeks again

Pari Ho Ya Ho Pariyon Ki Rani
He twirls her around and holds her from behind inhaling the sweet fragrance of her hair.

Ya Ho Meri Prem Kahaani
He lifts her in his arms and she hold him tightly

Mere Savaalon Ka Jawaab Do
He puts her down slowly like she will break
And touches his forehead to hers

Do Na

The song stopped but they remained like that, inhaling each other’s breath and each other’s fragrance for what seemed like hours.

Finally, Shivay broke the contact looked straight in those mesmerizing eyes which had captured his mind, heart and soul, took the softest hands in his hands

Shivay: I love you Anika
Anika was startled to hear such confession from him, the question which was troubling her till yesterday she finally had an answer to that, he loved her, she was overwhelmed to hear that. and tears started flowing though her eyes
Shivay [wiping her tears]: I know these are tears of your happiness, as your eyes are shining so brightly, but you know right that I can’t see tears in your eyes. Now come on, give me your khidkitod smile
She smiles and hugs him and says “I love you too Shivay”
They both feel that there never was, and there can never be a perfect place to be, than each other’s arms.

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