Hey readers ! I m back after three weeks of inactivity. Exams are still on but a break is always welcome. I know I havent yet updated my ffs but they will be updated soon. Here is another os whose thought didnt let me study. A special thankyou to Harika Di and Sairish for helping me out. Hope you like it …….
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It was a usual autumn weather waali morning in Mumbai city, but an unusual day in Oberoi Mansion. For the first time, it was clear of all evil. No Svetlana , no Nagini and Pinky was changing for the good of all. Secondly, for a change , the late- lateefs of the Mansion ( Anika and Rudy, offc ) were up early. Third , Rudra , the natkhat but cheerful bhaiya-ka-chamcha was in such a mood, that he could burn a anyone to ashes who looked at him. He came out of his room , bashing the door behind him. He was clearly angry, upset and very very confused.
Without thinking about anything , Rudra stormed into the kitchen and saw his bhais cooking breakfast.
Rudra ( serious ) : Obros cooking and that also without me ?
Shivaay : Rudra , you and at this time ? Are you fine ? You are ready an hour early today !
Om :Yes Rudy. Is something wrong ? I cant believe this…
Rudra : Guys , I m serious.
Shivaay steps forward and places his hand on Rudy’s forehead.
Shivaay : Rudra , you dont have fever. Then why are you speaking behki behki baatein. You and serious ? Hahaha…
Om: What happened ? Did you break up with all your thousand girlfriends or put on 500 gm extra weight ?
Rudra : Leave it….Why are you alone ? Where are the O Bahus ?
Om : O Bahus ?
Rudra : Arre , if we are Obros, then our wives will be OBahus na ! *Logic step* I mean where are bhabhis ?
Shivaay : Anika must be getting ready..
Om: So will be Gauri.
Shivaay cracks an egg and puts it on the pan. Seeing this , Rudra’s blood boils and he leaves the kitchen in a jiffy. He goes to his room , while ShivOm follow him , worried. Shivaay knocks on his door….
Shivaay : Rudra , open the door. Tell us whats wrong !
Om : Rudra , talk to us. We wont tell you anything now. Come out Rudy.
Rudra : Leave me alone for some time. I will come out later.
Shivaay and Om heard sobs from the other side of the door and pleaded continuously for opening the door. Then finally Om said that they should leave him for a while and come back after some time. Rudra was confused and disheartened regarding something , which now became his problem. He thought that his Obros would understand but they wouldnt be able to advice him as well as someone else. And that someone else was the only person , who could now solve his problem. So , after about 20 minutes , Rudra opened the door. His eyes were blood red , and his face was pale. Tears stains clearly visible on his face. He quietly crept up the stairs to a room and knocked on the door of a room.
On the other side of this door , Anika was standing near the mirror and getting ready. She had put her sindoor and was pinning the pallu of her saree properly when she heard the knock. Anika didnt want to open the door because she knew it was Shivaay, who had come to tease or maybe romance her. But then, why would Shivaay knock on the door of his own room ? She quickly pinned the pallu and went to open the door.
As soon as she opened the door , Rudra asked her ,” Bhabhi , are you free ? ” .
“Come inside Rudra. I m free, but what happened so suddenly….”
Before she could complete , Rudra wrapped her in a really tight hug. Like , really tight one.
Rudra cried to his heart’s content on his Bhabhi’s shoulder. All his emotions were flowing out because he had held them for a really long time. Anika knew something is terribly wrong as she had never seen or heard Rudra cry. He was the last person she ever expected to cry. While she gently caressed his hair , he broke the hug and asked his bhabhi ,
“Bhabhi , you are my friend na ? ”
“Yess Rudra. But what happened to you? Tum balti bhar bharke aansu kyu baha rahe ho ? Tell me what happened.”
Saying so , she made him sit on the bed and sat down beside him. She wiped his tears with a tissue , as if Rudra was a small kid.
” Bhabhi, woh…actually….what happened is…woh…”
” Rudra, you can share anything with me. You remember na how we both used to be a team and play pranks on your bhaiya ? We were a team during my and Shivaay’s marriage also. You call me your partner in crime. So you can tell me anything without any hesitation. ”
Rudra inahled and exhaled deep breathes, and started his story….
“Bhabhi, actually today morning when I came back from my gym , I got a letter which was kept on the table. It was Bhavya’s letter. She has got another assignment and so she has left for that. Last time also the same thing happened and I told her to alteast say goodbye before going. I was angry with her at that time but then everything became fine. This time also she did not say goodbye and just left me like this…”
Anika saw Rudra clenching the letter so tight that it would almost rip away.
” She got a new assignment so she went. She is a cop and they keep getting assignments because there are so many criminals. ”
Bhabi, this means that you knew that she went away ? ”
” Yeah…she met everyone yesterday and bid farewell to everyone. And what do you mean by she left you like this ? ”
“Woh , bhabhi…I mean ki…how can she just go like this. ”
“She had to go so she went. It would have been difficult for her also na to say goodbye to you. You were such a good friend of hers. ”
“Friend ? ”
“Yes friend. What is happening to you ? Why are you flooding the Mansion with your tears for Bhavya”
” I dont know bhabhi. I just dont feel like myself. I didnt like her so much, but I miss her. I miss her cop like antics, her way of eating raw eggs and the way she made me understand the importance of hard work. The way she smiles, she looks so beautiful. I like it when she is around and get terrified when she is not in front of me. ”
Rudra also started smiling thinking of Bhavya. Anika knew what her devar was going through now, but wanted to hear it from him and make him realise it.
” Rudra ? ”
“Bhabhi , I dont understand what is wrong with me. You know the whole day I keep thinking about her. I am not liking this time when she is not with me. I want her beside me Bhabhi. You know bhabhi, she also put bandage on my hand when it was cut. I had seen tears in her eyes at that time, for me. I dont like it when she cries. I feel…um…how to say…yes , I feel michmichi when she cries. ”
“Now I got it. You said you dont like her so much, right? It can be because you love her. All these things mean that you are in love. This happened with Shivaay also. I have also seen it in your eyes before also , they light up when Bhavya is around. You feel cheerful and energetic when she is around. ”
” But bhabhi, I dont know about this luv shuv. I m not sure of it , but this feeling is taking the life out of me. What do I do now ?”
“You have to think about it. If you feel good about her, if you want to spend your life with her. Will you take pride in calling her your wife or will be ashamed of calling her your wife? Will you be able to care for her, every time she is sick and and become a kid every time she does so without spoiling her mood? Will you be able to treat her as an equal and support her whatever be ? If you can get the answers to these…then we can see what to do.”
Rudra was confused. He didnt understand what to do now. Nodding, he went out and Anika started thinking what could be done of Rudra’s mess. From that day onward , every evening Rudra would go up and talk to his bhabhi about his feelings and what he thought about Bhavya. On the third evening Shivaay asked Anika,
Shivaay ,” Anika, yeh tumhara and Rudra ki kya planning chal rahi hai ? ”
“Nothing Shivaay. Its just between me and my PIC. ”
Shivaay ,” PIC ???”
“Arre , partner in crime. Oho Shivaay. ”
Shivaay rolled his eyes at the new name discovered by his word scientist wife. After a few seconds, there was a knock on the door…
Shivaay opens it….
Shivaay ,” Oh , Rudy. Come come. ”
” Err…bhaiya..if you dont….er…if you dont mind then…”
“What happened Rudy ? Say it fast…”
“Bhaiya if you dont mind then can I steal your wife for ten minutes? ”
Shivaay stares at Rudra and then at Anika. They were definitely up to something. And if they are upto something, then it cannot be anything other than pure mischief.
Anika ,” Shivaay, aap kuch bolenge bhi ? ”
“Yes, you can take her. ”
He gives a kabab mein haddi typo glare to Rudra.
Rudra ,” Thank you bhaiya. You are the best. Chalo bhabhi. ”
Shivaay smiled at this loving bond between Rudra and Anika. Not that it wasnt there before. Before it was like between friends and devar and bhabhi, now it was more like bro and sissy and PICs offcourse.
@Poolside
Rudra,” Bhabhi, I have understood everything. I have got all the answers to your questions. From the past days I have thought over this. She changed me from a careless person to a responsible one. Everyday, when I used to see her in the morning, my day used to be the best one. Whenever I see her, I feel like singing and dancing. Her prescence makes me weak in my knees. She makes me feel like I can do something- I m not useless. Her eyes make me drown in them , these kanji-eyed people have this thing of making anyone fall for them. Bhabhi, I have realised that I love Bhavya. I love her and I cant live without her. But now what will I do ? I dont know if she loves me or not ! ”
“She loves you as well. I can assure you. Now , what are you waiting for ? Go find her and tell her that you love her. ”
Rudra hugged his bhabhi in happiness.
Rudra (shouting ),” Khanna , track Bhavya’s number. ”
Anika smiles at her devar..oops…brother.
She remembers the flashback.
Flashback —
Bhavya (crying ) ,” Bhabhi , now what to do ? I love Rudra.”
” Dont worry Bhavya. Both of us know that Rudra also loves you. You go for your assignment. Rudra will confess his love when he feels your absence. ”
“Thank you. I love you Bhabhi. ”
” I love you too Bhavya. Yeh words na mere devar ke liye bacha ke rakho. ”
Both smile and hug each other with tears. Bhavya leaves.
End of flashback.
After two years,
It was night time. Bhavya was sleeping on the bed. Rudra was lying beside her and admiring his beautiful cop wife , Bhavya Pratap Rathore. He smacked his head. Bhavya Pratap Rathore nahi , Bhavya Rudra Singh Oberoi. He looked up at nothing in particular, and just uttered three words,
” Thankyou PIC ” ….
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Please let me know what you think about this. Your appreciation and critism is welcome.
See ya soon.