ShiVi: A Collection Of Short Stories.

i'll be there for you (part 1)

For anyone who LIKES Dhara, Suman, this story is NOT for you.

Two shot, this update is very long

"Raavi!" Shiva called out, as he entered the house after a long day at the store. He was solely responsible for managing the Somnath Branch while Gaumbi managed the branch in the neighbouring city. Within a few months, hopefully, Shiva would shift to handle that branch, as Gaumbi would need to be near Dhara for her final trimester.

After a long tedious year, their house had been showered upon with blessings. The happiest people were definitely parents-to-be, but even more excited were Shiva Chachu and Krish Chachu. For reasons that were obvious.

He was eagerly looking forward to having dinner, because today was a Saturday and Raavi had definitely cooked something she had experimented with. He couldn't wait to taste it, and it was already 10 pm, she'd be waiting and he didn't like to keep her waiting so long.

Shiva washed his hands and feet, calling out for his chipkali, but she didn't seem to be answering. No one did. Was there no one at home?

He smelt something weird, but ignored it and walked past the aangan to the bedroom.

Strangely, something caught his attention in the corner of his eye.

Shiva's head snapped towards the smoke coming out of the kitchen, and he didn't know when he started to run towards it, panicking.

His heart almost stopped at the sight before him.

Raavi laid there unconscious, as whatever she was trying to make, burnt away on the gas. Smoke filled the entire kitchen, and breathing in that closed space was near to impossible.

"RAAVI!" Shiva rushed beside her, patting her cheek, trying to get her to open her eyes.

She didn't.

He first turned off the gas, and opened all possible windows and doors, to get the smoke out. He sat back next to her, sprinkling water to get her to open her eyes.

"Ae chipkali! Uth na!" He said, continuously patting her cheeks and rubbing her hands.

Ye aise behosh kaise ho gayi? Aur ghar pe koi hai nahi kya? Isse kuch ho jaata toh?

He put one arm under her neck, and the other under her legs, picking her up and taking her to the aangan, as she laid limp in his arms. He placed her on the sofa and called out for her again.

"Raavi? Raavi! Aankhen khol!" Shiva said, panic-stricken, his breath getting caught in his throat with every passing second that she didn't open her eyes.

But that phase didn't last long, as she slowly but tiredly, opened her eyes to look into his onyx eyes.

The knot in his heart eased and he sighed with relief as she blinked a few times, and her broken voice croaked "Shiva"

"Thank god. Mai abhi aaya, haa? Aankhen band mat karna, upar taaron ko dekh aur unhe gin. Mai 2 minute mein aaya, bas do minute. Tu taare gin" He caressed her head, and left, walking back within minutes with a tray of fruits and a glass of water which he kept on the small table in front of them.

He asked her to sit up. Which she failed at. Miserably. She was exceptionally weak today for some reason. Shiva helped her up, as she weakly leaned her entire self into the side of his body, as he sat beside her.

Shiva kept the plate on his lap, and put one arm around her to support her. She was frail, but that didn't mean she weighed like a flower.

She was a dinosaur. His dinosaur.