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Shivaay’s POV:( from the start )
It’s 6years 3months and 23days now. I know im being a calculator singh oberoi, but i’ve been waiting here everyday on this not-so-familiar road talking to this not-so-friendly guy Rohan just for Her.
Rohan made one of his lame jokes again and i laughed out loud not because it was funny but because she could hear me amidst this crowded road.
I saw her coming, sitting behind her uncle on his old scooter. Her eyes was searching for something. And i knew it was my blue-green eyes.
I laughed even louder just so i could grab her attention. Rohan would not let me move my sight. So i saw her seeing me on my peripheral vision.
Everything seemed to happen so slow and everything seemed to be blurred except her. I could see only her. “After all this time?” One may ask. But “always” is what i will say. She stole my heart not just with her mere breath-taking looks but also her kind and generous heart.
She loved me yet stayed quite just for her uncle’s self-respect. Like.. how could someone love so much, so that she’s been sacrifising her love just for the well being of another. There was nothing more remarkable in her secluded life than the love she had for me.
Her only happiness in her whole 24hours clock is this 2 minutes which she uses to grab a look at me. And that is exactly why i dont go on business trips. Just so she doesnt lose her happiness. I was admiring her, silently. It’s been 6years but i’ve never spoken a word with her still.
Suddenly i notice her dhuppata getting tucked inside the wheel. The silence i’ve been saving myself didnt matter at all now. All i thought in that second was to save her and protect her. So I shouted her Name and ran towards her.
I bent down and pulled it out. While she was looking at me stunned and teary. I knew that she was crying because she found that i still remember her.
“Thankyou” she said with her mesmarising soft voice. I smiled. But i wanted to cup her face and say that “i will be there to protect her always” but couldnt.
Just when her uncle came down and slapped her infront of me. Fhat the wuck? That guy just slapped my girl. And he even insulted her amidst this crowd. She must have been hurt. I control my fist. “sir, i was just trying to help” i say.
But he joined his hands and begged not to. Him and Anika drove away in a blink.
I was thinking about our moment and her “thankyou” was echoing in my mind.
Back in college, every single girl drooled over me. Half were behind my money and half behind my looks. Little did i know that even she had a thing for me.. but i came to know that thing was love and she loved me for my character and the love i have for my family.
She amuses me everytime i think about her. She loves me but she wont express it? Jeez.. she’s such a mystery that i wanna solve. And i spent the rest of the evening thinking about her .
It was 9 at night and the busy road was empty. I just wandered here and there around the cafe. I noticed the glowing moon brightening the lonely road and was mesmarised by it.
Dadi was right.. “moon depicts the face of our beloved”.. and as said.. i saw her face, Anika’s face in it.
I kept admiring it until i hit and grabbed someone. It was Anika. I was holding her by her waist and i wanted to hold her long. Even she was stuck somewhere deep inside my eyes.
But i was so concerned now. I snapped her out of her thoughts.
“Why are you here and at this time?” I ask her. She informs me that she was going to get some CDs.
“Shall i come along? i ask her with so much enthusiasm. She had a wide smile the first second and it faded the next.
“Why do you take the strain?” She tell me fidgeting her fingers. I knew she was lying. She didnt want to take it so quick.
Me being polite, “Not at all. It’s so lonely and dark her. I just wanted to accompany you. Are you alright with it?” I ask.
She gives me a pleasent smile and we walk our way to the shop. I smirked at the genres of song CDs to picked.
“Im a music teacher” she said.
“Like… come on Anika. I know you better than you know yourself” i tell myself.
I let her stalk my instagram and facebook accounts by making it public. But she thinks i dont know her profession? Hehe poor anika” i laugh to myself.
When we both returned back, few dogs started barking. She grabbed my hand too tightly in fear. I placed my hand on her’s assuring her that ill take care. I shooed the dogs away with a stone.
We walked two more steps and she immedietly took her hands off mine. And then she might have realised how dark the road was. So she bend down in embarrassment. While i was admiring her cute antics.
“I am scared… can i hold your hands?” I ask her making her comfortable so that she wont feel embarrased. I intertwine my fingers with her’s. It’s just a dream come true for me and Anika. We had feelings for each other. But only i knew that she loves me. She has no idea that i love her too.
We reminisced our old memories and walked down the road with intertwined fingers.
Once we reach her house, her uncle was standing on the front. He gave her an angry stare. I so wanted to hold her hands so tightly and face the problem by myself.
But anika loosened her hand and walked to him and defended me.
And him, he just salpped her again infront of me. I was controlling my knuckles trying to behave politely.
She gave me a sad look and ran inside. While i gave a deadly glare to her uncle and returned back.
I just couldnt jump into my sleep. Her teary face kept me awake. I jumped up and went back to her house grabbing a bear bottle. I climb up the pipe straight to her room cause im already pissed off with her uncle and i just dont wanna see his face by entering through the enterance.
She was really scared seeing my shadow. When i put my face on the window, she sighed in relief but to my surprise she was having all my pictures from the college yearboor stuck on her cupboard.
Woah.. she must be crazy about me. “Well being handsome isnt my fault” i say and pat myself.
I called her outside and we both had a roof talk. And i damn wanted to hear her sing so i asked her to.
She hesitated at first but started singing just because i asked her.
Just when her uncle tapped the door. She rushed to the door and managed him somehow by saying that she had cramps.
Now i shouldnt be hearing this. I pretended that i wasnt hearing. Diverting her… i complimented her room.
Though it was small and clumsy, it was compact and cute. She rolled her eyes. Mannn!!! She and her expressions ?
When suddenly her clock ding dongs at 12. She wished me ‘happy birthday’
She was my first wish this year. I wanted to hug her. But didnt. But i pulled out a smile and asked her whether she still remembers it…
She covers the fact that her best friend Naina’s birthday happen on the same day. “Oh PLEASE!! she doesnt have a friend named Naina. Maybe that was the name that popped on her mind that second”
Now i get a call from home. Everyone starts to pour in their wishes. While rudra still sings me the same senseless song. Anika giggles making Rudra a dedective.
He started shooting in questions. I managed to say that it was my client Naina, (Anika’s imaginary character’s) birthday.
After the call i tell Anika that i miss my mom’s regular kiss. Believe me ! There was no such kiss. It was the naughty part of me which wanted her kiss.. Anika’s kiss on my birthday.
She grabbed my hand and tip toing herself she placed a gentle kiss on my cheeks sending electric shocks inside my nerves and my heart was literally thundering.
I was trying so hard to control my harmones and pulled out a small smile. I went out immedietly calming my inner urge and brought back in the beer bottle.
I asked whether i could drink it. I knew she hates it but she nodded because it was me. And i wanted to drink just because i could make her night special and make it look like i did without my sense. But i never lose my senses when i drink.
After gulping in the alcohol, i laid my head on her shoulder. I sure could feel her raising heartbeat and the goosebumps on her.
She slowly placed me on her laps combing my hair. I was in Anika’s laps !!!!! Wont khanna just take me a video of this??? I screamed to myself.
I finally raised myself up and when i was just an inch away, i soo was controlling and with her breath fanning mine..
I manage to smile and say “good morning” cause it indeed was a beautiful morning for me and Anika.
I quickly got up and slid down the pipe, ignoring anika’s question. I inform that ill pick her up tomorrow for the birthday party.
Next morning i get up and when im all ready i reach Anika’s house.
My fate.. i was fighting with her uncle the very morning. I hated him.
Just when Anika comes down in pastel coloured dress looking drop dead gorgeous.
She stood inbetween us stoping the fight. But when her uncle raised his hands on me.. she shouted. It was really stunning to see this side of Anika. So if i flirt with any other girl maybe.. this is how i will get scolded”
But when she poured her grief out she was really mean and rude. I could see the poor old man’s face put down lifeless.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me out. But started sobbing once we were out. I couldnt do anything but i consoled her saying what she did was right. But it was not.
Soon we were in my house. She was jaw dropping seeing my house. Maybe she still didnt know that soon she’ll be entering here as my biwi.
I introduced her to my family. She was so attached to them. They bonded so well. While i was pulled away by some officials.
Though my body was there my mind was totally with Anika. When some female staffs started clicking pictures with me. Mann ! You should see her, burning all red.
I enjoyed making her mad though. But soon she dozed off on one of my couch. Like how cute na…
I even addressed her as my wife to some of them some. “Look over there, that sleepy head is my wife” i say.
The guest were gone soon. I sat behind her and was admiring her beauty. I tucked some of her hair behind her ears which were disturbing her face.
But i was an idiot. I mentally slapped myself for waking her up. So i pulled out the nearby magazine and pretended to be reading.
She enquired about my party. I said that our college friends had come and some still was drooling over me. Which was a total lie. She started piercing her nails inside her palm.
Itni jealousy?? I exclaimed inside me and quickly diverted the topic.
Just when dadi enters the scene talking about my marriage and i was joking about it. Anika was turning all angry now.
She quickly gulps in the nearby glass of alcohol. I couldnt control my laughter. I side hugged her and pulled her into my room before the teasings get all serious.
Now i spoke to her defending his uncle. Cause whatever she did was wrong. And she cutely hums back.
And now i started the sensitive talk. I told her that i had already thought how my dream girl should be. So i immedietly go in and bring out THE DIARY.
I was expecting her to know it the very moment. But dammit! She forgot this diary. Her diary. It was because of this diary i completely knew that she loved me.
She didnt bother to open the diary and placed it beside her.
“I love you” she tells me all of a sudden. I stood there all stunned. I wasnt ready yet.
She suddently lashed herself on me and hugged me breaking all my spine bones.
She slowly pulls out of the hug saving my bones and walked away stumblimg to her house.
Is she even on her senses… well no.. but she cant walk back home alone..
So i accompanied her. Just when a truck crosses us splashing the puddle water.
“He just splashed water on Shivaay singh oberoi. He is getting fired” i think to myself and turn to see him vanished. I run my fingers through my hair and keep walking behind her.
Once entering her house she hugs her uncle and she solves her misunderstanding with him. So its my turn to enter now. I quickly go in and throw the book before her.
Her teary eyes was fixed on mine depicting pain. She didnt wanna see the diary. But i was insisting her with my fake anger.
She gave me a look and her eyes clearly shouted “i love you” again. I was so into her that I can even hear her in silence.
She opened it with a heavy heart. Once she got to know it was her diary.. Awwww you should see her reaction.
She drops down on the floor not believing her eyes. It was her personal diary that she lost in our college. I added a few polaroid pictures which i had taken over the last 6 years.
She slowly lifts her head and gave me a “is this real?” Kind of look. I pinched her cheeks.”It is real Anika” I tell her.
She hugs me again now but out of happiness. I pull her out and kiss her forehead.
“Now…I have waited 6 years 3 months 24 days not to hear a drunken proposal. Here we go..” i say and take a deep breath.
“I love you anika ! Will you love me back?” I ask her with a smile cause i know her answer
She nodds still not able to beleive that this is happening. I lean forward and peck her lip.
“Omg Anika mam., i wanted you to just smile at SSO. But you already are kissing him” says that chubby boy karan who just entered her house closing his face.
Anika blushes and turns away. And I laugh.
Shivaay and Anika’s POV:
And that’s exactly how we lived happily ever after !
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This is my longest so far. So…How was it guys??? Sorry for the late update.i couldnt update yesterday cause the whole 2,300 words git deleted. So I wrote the whole story again. And that me so long. I forgot most of my cute points here and there. I had to speed up just because i didnt want to make it late. Do tell me it’s good ?? im scared. Love you guys.. infinite love ❤❤