PART-1
Hello everyone, this is Tanz with part 1 of my ff. I was overwhelmed to see your lovely comments and that encouraged me a lot . I hope I stand up to your expectations. So, let’s start.
********************************************************************************************************************
A man in his late twenties was sitting on the back seat of his Black Audi . He was looking at his Tab , checking his business mails when Suddenly he raised his eyebrows to give a glimpse of his bluish-green eyes as if some thought had struck him.
His bluish-green eyes can remind anyone of the deep ocean .As no one could discover the deep ocean completely , in the same way No one could ever truly know who Shivaay Singh Oberoi really was, except his family. His love for his family was unlimited . When it came to his family’s respect ,he became the Great Wall Of Shivaay . For others, he seemed to be a rude and arrogant businessman .
“Khanna, stop the car now.”the boss Shivaay ordered . Khannaji, although confused, yet obeyed his boss and stopped the car at side of the road and looked at Shivaay with a confused look. Shivaay soon cleared his confusion by speaking up-“I just remembered that Mom had asked me to buy some nariyals( dry coconuts) for the pooja tomorrow .I forgot about it in the day and now it’s almost midnight and no shop would be open now so, we have to buy it from there” Shivaay said pointing towards the the coconut stall parked at the entrance of Juhu Beach.
Khannaji was just going to get down from the car when Shivaay said,”You wait here, I’ll just go and get it.”Khannaji was surprised at this statement, the great Shivaay Singh Oberoi was going to a roadside stall, nevertheless he obeyed. Well, Shivaay had his own reasons for performing this un- Shivaayely deed. First, he had to carry on his mother’s order. Second, he seriously wanted a break from that screen(his tab).
So he got down from his car and went towards that stall. As he was doing payment for what he had purchased , his eyes fell on a girl who was moving towards the sea rather blankly . At this hour, there was no-one on the beach except her, this seemed strange to Shivaay. He could not see her face as he was facing her back . He shouted at the top of his Voice,” Hey, What are you doing here at such a late time”. Nothing . No answer from the girl . Taking the change , he started to move towards her and again shouted , “Please stop, there’s sea in front of you. If you don’t stop you’ll drown.” Still no answer . nothing seemed to affect her . Her feet touched the waters and she wasn’t stopping . This made Shivaay to doubt her intentions and he started running towards her , as fast as he could,throwing his belongings on the sand.
A huge sea wave was coming towards her but this also wasn’t a strong enough reason for her to stop from further entering the water . Now Shivaay was sure that this girl was going to commit suicide. The sea wave covered the girl with water, probably what she was wanting at that moment , but two strong hands held her and pulled her out of the ice-cold water. The hands belonged to Shivaay. When Shivaay had taken her to safe distance from the water, he found her to be unconscious. Probably water had gone inside her lungs . He crossed both of her hands against her stomach, forcing her to spit out the water.
After spitting out water for 3-4 times , the girl gained her consciousness while coughing . Seeing her gaining consciousness , Shivaay began scolding her , “ Have you gone mad? Why were you going to attempt suicide ? Have you not thought about your family , how would they live without you? Did you ever think of that?” Listening the word ‘family’, the girl started crying . Shivaay could sense her uneasiness and he apologized for scolding her. Shivaay did not know how to handle her but soon she stopped crying . It appeared by her facial expressions that she had made a resolution.
She stood up and in a low voice said, “ I am sorry for troubling you and I assure you that this will not happen again”. Saying this she started to move towards the road. Turning back, Shivaay asked ,”where are you going now?”. To this she turned towards him , smiled weakly and replied,” I’m going to my house , to my family. They need me.” ”But how can you go alone and that too at midnight? Tell me wherever you want to go and I’ll drop you there. ”Shivaay replied instantly.
“Don’t worry Mr. …….I’m sorry what’s your name?” the girl asked. To this Shivaay replied almost boasting ,”I am Shivaay Singh Oberoi and you are?” ”I am Annika. So I was saying that you don’t need to worry, Mr. Oberoi as I have my Champa and Chameli with me” said Annika with a much better mood now. ”Miss Annika, now who are champa and Chameli ? I don’t see anyone else here”replied a confused Shivaay, maintaining all the formality,looking here and there to find someone.
Annika chuckled at his act .“She is Champa “said Annika pointing towards a scooty parked at the entrance of the beach ”and this is my new Chameli” she said pointing towards her sandals. Shivaay was amused with her talks and asked her ,”You have given names to your scooty and your sandal?” “ yeah, what’s wrong? We give name to what we love and I’ve done the same . Do you have any problem with that?” Annika said.
Shivaay –“No No why would I have any problem with that. Okay I’ll walk with you till we reach your Champa.” Shivaay tried hard to suppress his laughter on hearing her description but years of practice helped him and at last, he succeded.
Annika- I am not a small kid that I need your company till my Champa, but as you are insisting I’ll not say a no. So, lets walk .
Soon they reached the scooty but as soon as Annika went near it she said,”Oh NO!!!”
Shivaay was confused and asked her,”What happened now?”
***********************************************************************************************************************************************
So, I end the first part here. Please tell me your views about it. I think it was a long part . I hope you enjoyed reading it if not then also tell me.
I also wanted to tell you that I have mustered up the courage to write this ff by taking inspiration from all of you who write ff’s here . Thanks a lot for waking up the writer in me(if it is worth to be called a writer :p).
Please do comment if you can.
Regards,
Tanz.