THE OBEROI ISHQBAAZI by Anagha EPISODE 9

” I’ll drop you ” asked shivaay with great expectations. ” Billuji.. how many times will you ask this ? . I can manage” said anika as she put on her safety helmet. ” Okay ..then I’ll give you company till your house ” pleaded shivaay. ” Isn’t that the twisted version of asking may I drop you ” giggled anika. ” I,shivaay Singh oberoi wants to give you a lift ” ordered SSO with great tadi. ” N and O together SPELLS NO BILLUJI .. I don’t want to trouble you ” this time anika didn’t give a chance for shivaay to ring up the same question. She waved and winked at him, then she drove away. Shivaay stood there until her image faded away. ” Isn’t she a pari (angel)” said a voice from behind. Shivaay turned around to see their ice cream kaka ; ” yes .. she is ” admitted shivaay. SHIVAAY’S POV:: This time I couldn’t drop you, next time I’ll make sure about it. Everything is quite inside . Thank God rudra isn’t awake , otherwise I would be standing over there giving him explanation about going out at this time of night. The hall light goes on and later I turned on the bedroom light. Few seconds later it went off. Then the light goes on again. This time I was shocked. There stands rudra and omkara. Now , Iv got myself in a huge mess . “. SHIVAAY’S POV ENDS. ” Where did you go shivaay” asked omkara. Poor om , he was still under the shade of sleep, he managed to pop up the question by hiding his invading yawn. Rudra might have pulled up om with him to interrogate Shivaay. “” Mm.. I had an important meeting”.. how hard it was for shivaay to lie in front of his brothers !! ” Oh Really bhaiyaa.. it must have been a very important one. Right?” Rudra gave a Mischievous smile as he came close to shivaay , he leaned over shivaay and took out a shiny earring from his collar. ” Isn’t that Chamki!”” Wondered shivaay. ” Who’s is this ?” Asked agent Rudy. ” Oh.. this..um.this is Chamki” said shivaay. ” Chamki?.” Said Omru in unison. ” Mm..yea. Chamki, anika’s new earring” said shivaay. “” Kyaa?? Anika Didi’s earring, that too stuck in your collar? ” said rudra impatiently. Shivaay was scarlet in the face , grinning embarrassedly. He couldn’t hide it anymore, he just let out everything that happened few minutes back. ” Cool ” beamed rudra. Omkara shrugged, ” well, we have to keep an eye on these two from now on” he said taking a grateful swig of coffee. ” It’s nothing like that ” said shivaay letting out his cheerful self. After the final sip of coffee, the brother’s went straight to get their sleep back. Shivaay couldn’t wait until the next morning to meet anika , he closed his eyes dreaming about this kidkithod girl. …//.. The next day, shivaay woke up earlier than usual. He wanted to complete his entire file work before anika turns up in the mansion. One extra second with her was like heaven for him. Shivaay didn’t want to name his feelings right now. He wanted to enjoy his present, and about the future he will decide later on after knowing anika completely. Suddenly shivaay’s gaze got fixed at the calendar. “” Dammit! Today is Sunday.. she won’t be coming” that realisation was really painful for shivaay. Almost at once, shivaay wished the abolishment of Sunday ! A sudden thought striked shivaay, ” I can go to her place , and can give the excuse of handing over the earring”wondered shivaay. He grab hold of Chamki and kissed it ” iam coming” he said in his husky voice. .. It didn’t take much time to reach anika’s house. Shivaay composed himself and knocked on the door. Nobody answered. He could hear the noise of whistling and cheering up. “” Aah .. yes the India – Pakistan match ” realised shivaay. The door being unbolted, allowed shivaay to peek inside. It was a huge mess! He could see crayons, oil pastels and other stationary items on the floor, on the sofa he could see anika’s head.her back was facing him. Her silky soft hair was tied into a messy bun, with few strands pulled out . ” I bet she would be still gorgeous” wonderd shivaay. Suddenly anika stood up, having a slice of pizza in one hand and the other hand waving in air. Her back was still facing shivaay.Suddenly she started to speak ” Arzz Kiyaa hai.. Anhonii ko Honii Kardee , Honii ko Anhonii .. Anhonii ko Honii Kardee, Honii ko Anhonii.. handsome and dashing mahendra Singh dhoni !!””… she took a bite of her pizza and merged back into the sofa. ” No wonder why rudra and anika goes hand in hand ” thought shivaay as he heard the Sher o shayari of anika. “” Hmm.. anika ?” Called out shivaay. Anika turned around to see the deep blue orbs in which she always wish to drown on. “” Billuji?.. ” said anika in a timid whisper. ” What’s the matter?”. “I came here to give you this ” said shivaay as he pointed towards the earring in his hand . “” Ohhh.. meri Chamki!. Thank you billuji. I was really worried thinking that I lost her. By the way.. you could have waited till tomorrow” asked anika as she slid on her earring. “” I couldn’t wait one more second! “.. oops, suddenly Shivaay thought what he had just blabbered. “”I meant.. I couldn’t wait any more second because I wanted to see the match with you. I love cricket.” Said shivaay as he made himself comfortable in the sofa and asked anika to sit beside him. ANIKA wondered that she didn’t tell billuji about her program of watching match today, anyway she left her question and decided to enjoy the match. “” Anika.. why are you watching repeat telecast?. ” Shivaay asked this stupid question inorder to break the silence between them. Anika tilted her head towards him and said “” isi bath Pe ek Sher Arzz hai… kyunkii iss duniya mein life hai itnii fast ,.. kyunkii duniya mein life hai itnii fast.. that’s why I love watching repeat telecast”!! Anika’s face beamed with joy, while Shivaay’s mouth gathered a complete “”O “” shape. He mentally slapped himself for asking this question. Whatever madness she shows, shivaay was completely mesmerised by her. As time was ticking away faster, shivaay thought up of a new plan to stay with anika. *******. Hey guys.. thanks for the lovely comments!!. And about this episode, I don’t know weather it was a joy to read or not. and the shayari, the credit goes to zoya of qubool hai. ??.. silent readers and others do comment your opinion.