Check its Sequel When It Rains -2
A Fan fiction on Shivaay and Anika.
The characters are similar as we know about them in the show except a fact that here Shiv is more expressive and Anika cant express that easily.
A familiar stroke on the strings of the spanish guitar made Anika turn back to see the person right then. A radiant smile flashed on her face in relief.
(You know this song, Its special)
The person who was playing it, came to everyone's view as he walked till the middle of the stage, when The limelight focussed him and flooded him with the bright rays.
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like this, just imagine N here, Golden blazer coordinating Anika's velvet saree i described previously.
He held the frets making the tune stopped at once and grabbed the microphone while glancing at Anika's smiling face. "Just want to make this evening better by making someone feel better. Today am gonna tell you all a tale! A tale of a girl and a guy! He was living his days like a cold dry wintry night. when She brought greens to his life like Spring. She gave him a reason to live and laugh. She was like a splash of Southern wind during a hot sumer noon, She was like a oasis of a Desert. She was the moon in that Man's dark night. She was the Rain to his weary time. Though She never loved Rain, but the guy loved.... He loved to drench in the Raindrops with her only, Cause like the rainsoaked earth made him feel afresh , Her presence around him also gave him a hope to live fully. But She herself was a knight in the shining armor for many. She herself took all the pain, giving away happiness to all. To her....." He closed his eyes reminiscing all their moments since they met at the corridor of his office.
Jise zindagidhoond rahi hain Kya yeh wo maukammera hain yaa chain se baas rukjaayu kyun dil yeh mujhe keheta hain Jazbaanayi si mili hain Jaane kya asar yeh hua hain ek aas mujhe mili toh jo quboolkisine kiya hain.....
He slowly fluttered his lashes and opened his teary bluish green eyes which were getting a new shade of Indigo, the tinch of colour only can be seen at the mid-ocean. The eyes which hypnotized Anika every time She drowned in those. He took his instrument, sighing away all the tension in the air.
Kisi Shayar ki gazal Jo de rooh ko sukoon ke pal
He looked at Om who nodded instantly grinning ears to ears.
koi mujhko yun mila hain jaise Banjare ko ghar..... nayemausam ki saher yaa sard mein dopahar koi mujhko yun mila hain Jaise Banjare ko ghar.....
What She was feeling right then could be described with only a word 'bliss'. She thought to hug him tight with all her remaining strength and hide him away from this complex and emotionless world. He got down from the stage as if He had read her mind and with a swift movement, Her waist was grabbed with his hand and She was in his warm embrace.
Jaise koi kinaara Deta ho sahara.. Mujhe wo mila kisi mor par, koi Raat ka taraaa kartaujaalaa waise hi rosan kare wo sahar Dard mere wo bhula hi gaya kuch aisa asar hua Jeena mujhe phir se wo sikha raha.....
Anika hid her face deep in his chest while shying in a new feeling of being his. His grip around her got stiffened, closing the gap between them. They perfectly etched into each other's arms and lives. Smile of being complete adorned them.
Jaise baarish kar de tar yaa marham dard par Koi mujhko yun mila hain jaise Banjare ko ghar....
within a spur of the moment He lifted her up in his arms and made their way out from the hall, leaving everyone behind in a complete awe of what they witnessed. . . .
Anika sneaked her arms around his neck and rested her head on his chest as He kept walking along the beach,
Take me with you.... wherever you wanna lead me, Just let me hold on to you.
