Here NILASH back with the next shot. Okk today be prepared before reading it because it contains a bit more of emotional torture today. So all the best. The link for the previous parts:
shot 1
shot 2
shot 3
shot 4
SHOT-5
“I don’t know why am I again drawing it, it’s twenty seventh picture of yours” Om said to himself when sketching out Gauri’s eye lashes he continued “hmm… can you imagine twenty six picture done in nine days….. you know whenever I sit down with the drawing pencil from nowhere your face appears in front of my eyes and I give it a shape”. He completed the picture and kept it aside. “You love her right?” Shivay asked. Om noticed Shivay was standing at the door and was listening to whatever he was speaking. “No.. nope… of.. off…course not” Om said with a stammer. “Hmm..” Shivay opened the Drawing book and continued “how many pages does it have?” Shivay questioned raising his one eyebrow “approximately I think around fifty” Om replied pressing his eyes “That means half of the pages are filled and you would have tore minimum of ten pages while drawing so you can make around ten more portraits of her in this” Shivay replied while counting the pages. “Ohh… Mr. Calculator Singh Oberoi…” “Anika… but why her voice is sounding like this?” Shivay asked to Om while Om pointed towards the door.
Shivay looked up and found Meghna standing at the door step. Shivay could not control his anger and threw the drawing book on floor and walked upto Meghna with full rage rather tadi “from where you listened the name?” Shivay asked. The anger was clearly visible on his face; his voice trembled “I asked from where you heard the name?” Shivay repeated the question. “I… actually…. I thought….”Meghna tried to explain but got cut “I am asking the same damn it” Shivay again asked banging his hand on the wall “You… you.. you were calculating…so.. so the name sriked… it just striked my brain” Meghna completed “Just never dare to call me by any other name” Shivay walked away from there pushing Meghna aside.
Om followed him and is stunned to see what he saw. “Shivay stop it” Om cried. “Bhaiyaa please stop it” Rudra also cried hard as he also followed Shivay. “No.. she can’t be back like this…. No she can’t” Shivay said and hit the wall. He was continuously hitting the wall and repeating the same. OmRu came near him to control him. “No Shivay… she bhabhi… she… she is not going to come back…. For you..please understand” Om hardly spoke with a dilemma of spilling out the truth or not. Shivay stopped for a second and asked Om “for me…?” “Nothing bhaiyaa… please stop your hand is bleeding please…” Rudra requested him. Shivay whose hand was already bleeding due to continuous hits again started to hit the wall hard. OmRu tried every possible way to stop him but failed. At last Rudra called his bhabhi “Bhabhi… please come… for god sake please here bhaiyaa…..” Shivay snatched the phone and threw it on the floor. Anika on the other side sensed something is really wrong. She wanted to go to Shivay but then decided to call before she take any step “Om what happened?” Anika asked being worried “ Bhabhi Shivay… he was continuously hurting him I don’t know what is going in his mind but he… he is not okay… now only you can control him… please come” Om answered “But Pinky aunty….” Anika said “She is not at home… rather no one is at home please come” Omsaid and hurriedly cut the call to save his phone from death.
Anika was in dilemma and looked upto Gauri, Gauri nodded her head as she understood the matter and sent her to Oberoi Mansion. Anika came almost after three months. All the lights were off, she did not understand the reason. She directly heeded to Shivay’s room. She was totally shattered to look Shivay’s hand bleeding, while OmRu is trying to bandage him but he is not letting them do that. OmRu got up and left the room as soon they saw Anika coming. Anika went inside and silently sat beside Shivay. Shivay could not resist more and hugged her and started to cry just like a small kid. She was patting his back and brushing her hands through his hairs. Shivay kept his head on her lap and was still sobbing. “why are you crying my bagad billa?” Anika asked controlling her tears “Only your bagad billa…. Why you left me?”
Shivay questioned getting up from her lap. “I…I can’t say you the reason” Anika said going away from him. Shivay was smarter than her and quickly held her wrist to stop her. He got up and stood behind her very close. Anika could feel his breath on her shoulder. She was loosing herself to him. Soon Shivay was to back hug her but his injuries grabbed Anika’s attention. Anika freed herself from his hold and went to take the first aid box from bed side table. She came back after some time. She first aided his bleeding hand and planted kisses over every injury. Shivay was looking at her and tears were flowing down from his eyes.
Anika got up to go after all this but again felt a tight force on her wrist. “Can you please give the night to me?” Shivay asked her very cutely making sure that Anika should not refuse. Anika who also badly needed him nodded her head in a blissful yes and hugged Shivay tightly. Shivay too reciprocated. He planted a small kiss on her head. He was about to grab her lips but Anika refused and Shivay agreed. After so long the room felt as it got back its essence. Anika sat while Shivay lay on her lap. Anika was brushing her hands on Shivay’s hairs so that he falls asleep soon but Shivay was staring at his wife so that she does not leave him alone again. An hour passed like that and sleep took it’s turn over Shivay’s stubbornness.
Morning arrived soon and Shivay opened his eyes happily as he knew after so long he will be able to see his wife infront of him at morning. But the morning had different plans for him. He got up, he checked everywhere to find his Anika but she was nowhere to be found. He ran to OmRu and asked about her. “She went Shivay an hour before you got up”
Om said “But how?? I mean no vehicle was there that time then?” Shivay questioned to verify whether Om is saying the truth or not “I dropped her at her place at that time” soon a shattering reply came from Rudra’s side. Shivay looked at the bandage closed his eyes and remembered every kisses Anika planted on his injury. He kissed over the bandage. “Over Om…. Yesterday I tried for the last time to become bagad billa of Anika…. She came… but now this bagad billa is dead…..” Shivay’s stern words pierced his own heart but he continued “now only SSO will survive…. The bagad billa is dead” he hit the table at his side hard and went out from Om’s room. Rudra could not see his brother like that so he bursted out crying. “Rudra control…. Everything will get fine….i promise” Om assured him.
Shivay again became SSO and noticed the mangalsutra lying at the table. He took it in his hand and was about to throw it but somewhere in the middle he got stuck by some unknown force; by some unknown feeling.. he skipped the idea of throwing it rather he put it back to where it was. Soon his eye got caught on a note left by Anika. The note read “Shivay…. My bagad billa…. I left, that place does not belongs to me, the time I realized about your pain I went there to handle you but from now learn to handle yourself….. you will get much better life partner as compared to me. You can ask Meghna to marry you. She is the perfect girl for you…. Your no not yours only Anika” Shivay who was already prepared for getting back to SSO avatar tore the note. “Yes Anika you are right I must move on… yeah Meghna is perfect for me… and now I will show you how much perfect she is” SSO uttered these words. A thin layer of love formed in his eyes. But he was stubborn this time. He was up to something which no one knew. He was now prepared for his SSO avatar. He did his hair setting move and became ready as SSO.
I am sorry I know a bit more emotional. I was literally taken aback after writing it and reading it after completion. Sorry peeps if I spoilt your mood.
And the next part I will upload by Friday evening as I am going to my village for one day for my Grandma’s yearly funeral. Sorry for this as well. Please do post all your views.