Shivika OS - A New SSO

A New SSO

7pm Shivaay's Room

He was gazing at me with the most honest of eyes. His eyes analysed every inch of me in my blue outfit, a shade of blue as such that coincidentally matched the colour of his eyes. His eyes weren't an ocean but anyone could drown in them anyways. Cheesy line, I know, but true. Now that we were married, everything was different. I didn't fight with him on a regular basis anymore which started to make me feel vocally weak as if I had lost practice in arguing with people. I didn't call him billuji anymore, in fact, I'd even started to call him by his name, Shivaay. His name had started to give me a weird feeling down my spine, and it wasn't irritation. I didn't feel like breaking his face every time I saw him, I felt like giving him a hug instead. Everything was completely different.

Although I would have broken Tia's face if she got any more intimate with Shivaay than she already was. Tia was never right for Shivaay and he knew it deep down. She gave me bad vibes and the 'universe' never wanted them to be together. Daadi's words always replayed in my head: "pyaar ho toh takkar ki ho". I could never see anything click or takkar ka in between them, they were both completely different people.

Daksh was history. Who proposes on the same day that they meet them??? Nobody except Daksh. I was a little freaked out by him as everything was moving so quickly; I met him on Day 1 and I accepted for marriage by Day 3. In a way I was glad he was out of my life, I lied to daadi  by telling her that I had found my takkar ka pyaar in daksh, because what him and I had between us, it was nothing more than a twist of lies that he had created himself.

Tia had runaway from the wedding and was never to be seen again. Leaving me to suffer with Shivaay. Suffer is a strong word, I would say I was stuck with him rather than suffering. Like I said,everything changed after marriage. As I have heard from most married people now that, marriage changes people. Only now do I understand what they meant.

It was the second day after we married and Shivaay had declared me as his wife at the reception party. I was surprised he never told me to cover my face and pretend to be Tia. The news came across as shocking for the media, but more shocking for me. He had accepted me in front of the whole world that I was his wife. Mrs Shivaay Singh Oberoi.

There I was standing in the blue outfit made for me given by daadi in front of Shivaay. We didn't have a hate relationship and there was no hate from his side at all. In fact, he had become much more calm and sweeter almost than before forcing me into marrying him. I was just about to put the sindoor on my forehead, just as he walked into the room, as if claiming rights on my position as his wife. In that moment so many things were going through my head that I had no idea what to do. Do I claim my rights on him as a wife or do I leave it? I couldn't decide and so hence unknowingly my hand came down from my forehead, not having applied the sindoor, and placed the sindoor down onto the table, where it belonged. As I was about to walk away, Shivaay called out my name.

"Annika...kahan jaa rahi ho?" in his usual robotic voice as he pulled me back into his classic hand behind back movement bringing me closer to him as my heart beat increased alongside my breathing depth.

"Bahar dinner ke liye. Aapko problem hai?" I turned around to face him and tried to keep up appearances in front of him but in vain.

"Haan hai problem, tum bahar nahi jaa sakti." He was so akdu I swear I could've slapped him several times sometimes when he was being overly cranky.

"Kya problem hai?" He looked at me as if I'd done some sort of crime, I started to get worried and think of what I had done that would upset him. I couldn't think of anything.

Out of nowhere, he pulled out his thumb from behind him covered in sindoor and scraped his thumb into my forehead parting where I had had a massive debate on whether it was okay or not for me accept being his wife.