Hello people đ I must say this is getting to be boring. I imagine you guys have a way with commenting on alternate episodes only! How else is it possible that on one episode people implore on me to not end this ff too soon, on the next one people donât even bother to tell me whether they liked the huge, shocking twist or not? Anyways, letâs not waste much time on this and begin with the next part.
Link to previous episodes: https://www.tellyupdates.com/user/6187/?profiletab=posts
https://www.tellyupdates.com/lucky-shivaay-anika-episode-10/
https://www.tellyupdates.com/lucky-om-ishu-episode-9/
RECAP: Om takes care of Ishu and stays with him at her place on her request. Shivaay and Anika find out from the attacker that either one or both of their fathers, that is Tej and Shakti Singh Oberoi are the ones who wanted to kill Ishu. They are shocked beyond words and they go out for some time to their lake.
EPISODE 11: LUCKY
ISHUâS PERSPECTIVE
I woke up to the delicious aroma of poha and tea. It was a little funny that I sniffed the air to make sure I wasnât mistaken. It was as if I had been pulled three years back in time, when that kitchen was used by my mom. I could visualize her in there, cooking passionately with an end of her saree tucked in at the waist. She would make a face at me for waking up late and I would give her a back hug and use sugar coated words to win her over again. I smiled at the memory and just like that, I awoke from my dream. The bright light coming from the window didnât matter to me. I was busy dabbing at the wetness in the corner of my eyes.
âGood morning, Sleeping Beautyâ, I heard a gentle voice at the door. His beautiful smile was immediately replaced by concern as he walked over to me and asked, âWhat happened, Ishu? Why are you crying?â I didnât understand his words at once, as if he was speaking in an alien language. My confused stare was reflected back in his eyes. And then the memories from the previous night started flooding in.
I remembered having woken up once during the night and although I was now used to living alone in this house, I was searching for someone. That someone rushed in at my call with his hair literally flying behind him and the worry I saw in his eyes was somehow reassuring. It was weird that I held out my hands and as he came near, I grabbed a handful of his shirt and slipped back into sleep.
My eyes grew larger as these memories filled my head. âIâm sorry for the inconvenienceâ, I blurted out for no good reason. A small pucker formed between his eyebrows and he tilted his head a little, asking, âAre you still sleeping? Are you unwell?â His hand reached out to touch my forehead and it felt so warm. My hand involuntarily flew up to hold his and his concern visibly grew. âIshu, your hands are so cold! Do you need to go to a doctor or something?â
I couldnât find my voice to speak, so I settled with rapidly shaking my head. His hand slid down from my temple to the corner of my eye and trapped a tear drop there. I had to blink a few times to make sure it was all real. His warm touch on my skin, the mouthwatering smell of poha and tea, the bright light coming in from the window; it didnât seem out of place at all. But there was something wrong and I could feel it. I looked around again and the too clean room finally registered in my brain.
âYou did this?â I all but screamed. He was taken aback with my sudden change in expression. âYes. Why?â he asked more confused than ever. âYeah, why would you do something like that?â I asked miserably. This was too much for him. âWhat do you mean? It was so untidy! I just cleaned it a little. Itâs no big dealâ, I didnât know if he was the one freaking out now or I was the one being absolutely unreasonable. In any case, I wasnât backing down first. It was childish, but I wasnât doing it.
Suddenly, a thought struck me and I jumped out of the bed, running to the laundry basket. Seeing most of my T-shirts thrown in there, I narrowed my eyes at him, âDid you take a peek at my undergarments?â He was absolutely flustered and appalled at that. âWhat do you think of me? Do I look like a pervert? Hey, I have a sister too. So I know how to respect girls and their space. Donât mistake me for any roadside weirdo, okay?â his voice grew loud in response to my blunt question. Making a disgusted and offended face, he looked away in indignation. Uh⌠maybe I was too hard on him. He did clean my house on his own after all. That called for a thank you.
But I was not in a mood to do anything of the sort. âYeah, whateverâ, I tossed at him and skipped away to the inviting smell of breakfast. I could hear his gruff footsteps but I couldnât really think of anything. As soon as I reached out to take a spoonful of the golden snack sprinkled with peas and finely chopped carrots and beans, he put a lid on it. Folding his arms across his chest, he gave me the look. âWhat?â I snapped petulantly. He raised a brow meaningfully as if he had caught on a lie and didnât want to give up the opportunity of getting an apology out of me. And I accepted my mistake. Pulling on my cutest look, I said, âIâm sorry Om. Put it down to morning moodiness, okay?â I could see that he was amused with my efforts, but he still didnât give in.
âIâll make it up to you. But first, thank you for all thisâ, I said waving my hand at the whole place, which frankly looked much more pleasant than ever. He finally allowed himself a smile and it made me happy. This was a weird feeling for me. I hadnât experienced something like this in a long while. And now, I couldnât remember if I had ever felt like this. The first words I had heard this morning finally registered in my head. âGood morning, Sleeping Beauty.â Well, I guess it was an apt title for me. Wait, what time was it? I pulled at his hand still resting on his chest and looked at his wrist watch.
âIs it 10 oâclock already?â I looked up at him in shock and he laughed out loud. When my stomach grumbled loudly in reply to my question, he ruffled my already messy hair like I was a five year old and grinned widely. I ignored his kidding and went back to the poha that was calling out to me.
âGo, wash up first. Iâm not letting you eat anything before thatâ, he declared stubbornly and turned me around to face the door. I hung my head and dragged my feet to find my toothbrush.
ANIKAâS PERSPECTIVE
I had no idea what I should do now. On one hand was Ishu who was like a sister to me. If she knew about this, I know sheâll keep me away from the whole matter and face it all alone. Just like last time. On the other hand was the family that I had come to love like my own. This was nothing short of a nightmare for me. My family, I thought again; my family which was now in the danger of breaking up and scattering into pieces; my family which I would give anything to protect, if only it wasnât against my own sister.
I glanced at Shivaay standing near the window quietly. It had been very difficult for me to convince him to come back home. Our conversation could have easily turned into our worst argument, and who would have imagined that Shivaay would be on the side of never coming back? It wasnât that I didnât understand his state of mind. I had felt it too; the sharp pang of betrayal, the short stab of denial, the huge load of acceptance.
I wondered about whether or not to tell Ishu. I knew Shivaay will be against telling anyone in the family about this, but I couldnât ignore the fact that it was Ishuâs right to know about this. I glanced at Shivaayâs emotionless mask of a face again. Where is she anyways? I thought again. It was almost afternoon but there was no sign of either Om or Ishu. Iâll have to figure out a solution for this before I face them, I decided.
Rudra knocked at the door loudly, breaking my trance-like state. Out of the blue, Shivaay did something too weird for⌠well, Shivaay! He jumped out the wide window opening to the pool side. I looked after him for a while until Rudra knocked again. When I opened the door finally, he began to say something but stopped immediately, registering my unnatural mood.
âAnika Didi, are you alright?â Worry fraught his childish eyes and it looked totally out of place. A wave of kindness and affection overcame me when I saw him and I wanted nothing more than holding his face between my hands and protecting him from the world. âItâs nothing Rudra. What happened?â I said at last.
âWhereâs Bhaiya? I wanted to ask him about somethingâ, he said, scanning the room carefully as if expecting to find him hiding under the bed or inside the cupboard. I smiled and told him, âI guess he went out or something.â Satisfied with that piece of information, he made himself comfortable with a magazine. I received a text from Ishu that theyâll be coming back by evening. I heaved a sigh of relief before turning my attention to the commotion outside. Within seconds, Dadi, Badi Maa and Maa came in and started talking about something. It took me a moment to come out of my spell of watching their happy faces and actually listen to what they were saying.
âThis yearâs Lohri will be a memorable one Mummy ji! We should organize a lavish function for all of Indiaâs royalties and celebritiesâ, Maa was saying excitedly. âYes Mummy ji, letâs celebrate it with a party this year. Even the Mehtaâs are planning a kite flying program on the next day and theyâre going to invite some VIPs as wellâ, Badi Maa spoke eagerly before Dadi could get a word out. Rudra too joined in, excited at the idea of another party. âAnika, youâll have to organize everything. Mummy ji, why arenât you saying anything?â Maa asked at last. Dadi gave her an incredulous look saying, âHow can I speak if you wonât let me?â
I smiled besides myself and it felt good to forget my worries for a second and join in their seemingly trivial concerns. âLook here child,â Dadi said to me, âBack in our ancestral home and traditions, the festival of Lohri is celebrated with a lot of extravagance and vivacity, especially when there is a upcoming wedding or something huge like that. So, itâs my wish to throw a party as well.â
âDadi, this yearâs Lohri will be memorable indeed. Iâm here, right?â I told her confidently. She caressed my hair softly and her eyes twinkled with happiness. Just then I saw Shivaay leaning at the door, watching us with an unfathomable look in his sea blue eyes. And I knew what had captivated his mind and where his thoughts were leading, since it was the same with me.
Dadiâs smile was magical and in that instant I knew I wouldnât do anything to jeopardize its presence in this house. No matter what, Iâll give up anything to keep this loving and unassuming family safe from every threat.
A thought rattled at the back of my head. âBut Ishu?â
I found an answer to my own doubt and advised myself, âGo and watch Mahabharat Anika. This Dharma sankat is similar to those in that epic. Hopefully youâll find something useful there.â I pitied my own condition in the face of this one dilemma and fell into the endless nightmare again.
SNEAK PEEK: Ishu finds out something shocking. She runs into Om and looks at him with fear and sadness in her eyes. Om yells at someone.
So, I donât know what to expect from you guys. I donât even know what the problem is due to which my ff is not reaching out to as many people as it should. Itâs sad, but itâs not the end of the world.
To all my friends who are preparing for the boards, any other exam or just any endeavor in their lives, âAll the best guys! You guys will rock!â đ keep smiling and take care. đ