The Ishqbaaz Anthology

OS#6:The Unsaid Love~Shivika.

Anika Mehta's pov:
Love-a short four letter word,which can describe your feelings towards the other,which are unforgettable throughout the lifetime. A complete Bliss after hearing this. Especially,from your lover. But for me,this word seemed confusing. My lover never confessed his love,not couldn't realize that he had fallen in love. I asked him a lot;literally begged him to accept he loves me. But that some hearted man,the heartless was none other than my senior,Mr Shivaay Singh Oberoi. People usually thought that we already fell for each other,and he proposed me(fairy tales,you know). But who knew the real story? I,he and some of his friends knew it. Once I was returning home walking bare-foot,on an isolated road. Some of the road romeos started eve-teasing me,or harassing me,and tried to molest me. I was damn panicked. I started cursing myself that why I didn't wait a little longer for my driver to pick me up from my friend's house after completing the project. They were just an inch away from my body,when someone came for my rescue. Yes,like a hero,he came to my rescue. No,not exactly a superhero,but the coincidence was that he was returning from somewhere with his friends and happening to be passing by. He punched them,until they feared and ran away. It even started raining,and I was shivering badly. He took off his coat,only to wrap around me,while I hugged him hard,due to fear. He hugged me back,caressing my back,and hiding/caging me in his arms. It felt an unknown pleasure,unknown happiness that time. I felt so secure for the first time with a stranger,that too with a boy. He was my senior,by one year. Once of his friends,Daksh,who was seated in the car,witnessed the whole scene. And,as he was a social butterfly,in a passion to gain followers,he snapped some photos of us while we were in the hug,and posted them on social media. In 2 days,the whole college got to know about this incident and started considering us to be in a relationship. I still remember,once we had a field trip to the industrial museum,where the professors divided us into groups,each of once boy and one girl,where me and Rohan were partners. We were visiting the models,when I noticed someone grabbing me arm,and excusing us from Rohan. He was Shivaay. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to an isolated corner,only to pin me to the wall. He questioned me the reason of my closeness with Rohan. By looking into his eyes,I could easily predict he was becoming jealous. I commented on his questions,and also what he was saying,and his eyes were saying. I said,that he loves me,but cannot accept it. The distances were fading away. We were in a close proximity,due to which we could count our heartbeats. His hot breath,fanning my skin. Finally,he crashed his lips into mine,and his hands roaming around my waist. It was my first kiss. But only this action cannot predict love. I rewind back to those moments we spent the last in college.

Flashback,4 yrs ago:
Me:you still cannot accept this? God! Why the hell you can't realize that you've fallen in love?
He:Shivaay Singh Oberoi can never fall in love. Love means nothing to me. I've seen how my dad and mum's relation is. Broken. Love only gives you pain,nothing else.
Me:and also the hope to live. The support to fight. With society,with pain,with emotions,everything. Why don't you simply accept it?
He:like I've always said,I'll never say it. Shivaay Singh Oberoi is a person who does whatever he wants.
Me(wiping off my tears):okay then. I'm sure,you wouldn't miss me,when I'll go to London.
He:wait,London? Why?
Me:how do you care?

Jerking my arms,he questioned:I want answers Anika.
Anika:I'm leaving for London,for extra studies. Tomorrow is my flight. If you don't come to meet me at the airport,I'll believe that you're right,and I'm wrong.
He(in ego):challenge accepted.

Since then,I've not seen him face to face. And today,after 4 long yrs,I'm gonna meet him. Not as a lover,or junior,but as the auditor to audit his company. Get ready to face Miss Anika Mehta,Mr SSO!

Shivaay's pov:
I was in my office,in the Oberoi headquarters,glancing at the photo I had in my hand. My Anika's photo it was. It's true that I've never confessed,but I realized my love and her worth in my life,when she left for London. I was confused with the bet we made. I was confused;whether to go to the airport,or not to. And when I finally decided and reached the airport,I literally ran towards the plane departure area,and found out that the place just took departure. I had lost the last chance to meet her. But I promised myself,that if I love her,I literally mean it. And,SSO always dues whatever comes to his mind. And you're mine Anika. We are met,and united by destiny. And destiny would never separate the people who are made for each other. I laughed at my own thoughts. I had become a poet by now.