Shivika Os: Childhood Sweethearts!

-Why are you smiling?
-Well have a look.
-What’s this?
-Memories.

18 years before

There was an atmosphere of chaos.Students running around,chatting,creating mess,screaming and what not.There was a complete offence towards DISCIPLINE.But still teachers didn’t scold or punish.Even they gave into the environment.
WHY? Well it was the last day of the 10th grade students.Everyone out there were busy giving farewell wishes.
The 10th graders seemed a total mess.With black and white shirts precisely ink dripping off their white shirts which marked out the names of their fellas.
-Shivaay lemme write first on ur shirt.
-No Shiv I’ll write first.
(So meet our heartthrob of d school and the blue eyed mesmerizer)
-No it has to b meee ; came another demand.
-‘Cool down girls ….write one by one….by the way I’m all yours today’ ,he winked 😉
“Awwwwwww”,the girl fans squealed .
By the tym d grls finished their stuffs ,his shirt was completely occupied nt even space fr a single dot.
Unknown to him a pair of eyes watched him fuming wd jealousy.The owner of the eyes tapped his shoulder and when he turned around he was literally horrified and he could only utter “SHIT”.

-Annika lstn to me yaar.
-Srsly shiv I’m not at all in a mood to lstn ,after hearing out ur Cheepda comments when those loochi toochis were busy scratching .
-It’s not scratching ani it’s….
-Stop hv u cum here to gv me English classes?
-No!
-So go!
-Where?
-Jahnoom!
-Where’s dat?Is it good I mean it’s hygienic r8?
She gave him an unbelievable look.
-What?
-Why are you here?
-Oh to manaofy u
-Really! doesn’t seem lyk
-Oops someone’s really jealous.I can smell it.
-‘Oh plzz y would I be.They r nt even my takkar ki’,she said and turned to leave.
Shivaay held her hand and turned her around.
He looked deep into her eyes and said ,”yay…u r r8 they are not your takkar ki ….bt I’m r8?”
She couldn’t help but DROWN into those beautiful eyes which displayed innocence and love.
She immediately gave him a teady bear hug.
-Woahh u gave in soo easily.Hw?
She smiled and said,”ur Kanji eyes speak a lot”
He was totally awestruck.
-It’s our last day Shiv.I don’t know if we will ever be able to meet again.So I just wAnna say that u r my first love and my last as well.
He simply engulfed her in his embrace.
-Hey anni I knw we r gonna part ways fr our careers bt im totally suree we will meet soon.
-I hope so.Well won’t u write on my shirt?
-Ofc love.
He simply drew a hrt and wrote S and A in it.She smiled.
-‘Nw my turn’,Annika literally jumped but soon her face fell wen she found his completely occupied shirt.
Shiv noticed that.
-It’s ok shiv.Shall I write on ur hand?
He smiled and tore off his pocket piece revealing the untouched portion of cloth beneath it.
-Anni writings on hands get washed away in seconds but feelings get imprinted on hrt forever.
He tapped the newly exposed portion of cloth and said “ur place is here anni r8 in my hrt”.
As she observed carefully she realised the cloth was jst above his hrt literally.
She was overwhelmed and got teary.She wrote there….(Well dats a secert…bt u m8 knw it by d end).They both hugged each other.
-‘Ill miss you’,said Annika and kissed his cheeks.
He smiled even though his hrt ached as he saw her retreating figure.

PRESENT

-Owwwww its soo sad.
-Well it was.
-So may I knw whose ur childhood swthrt?
-Oh that’s a secret !
-Ok tell me what she wrote on ur shirt?plzzz!
-Ok drama queen!Here open this diary ull find it.
As she opened the diary she was shocked to d core.
-Hws it possible?It’s my name dad. “SHIVIKA”!
He simply smiled and gv her quick peck on her forehead and got up to leave.
-Dad it means ….I mean is mom ur childhood swthrt?
-Do you have any doubt?It’s shivaay+annika, SHIVIKA itself defines our love and our symbol of love is u my swthrt.
Nw cmmon it’s tym to sleep!
He made her sleep and turned off the lights and turned to leave.
-Daddy!one last question.
-And wats dat?
-Hw did you get along again?
He smiled and said ,”Well save that for another day Shivi.Good night”.
Shivaay caressed the piece of cloth and held it close to his heart as he made his way to his childhood swthrt and ofc his wife Annika.