Pinky had literally made Shivaay's day today terrible. She had literally been with Shivaay the whole day and had embarrassed him back at college with her constant "Oh My Matas" and chattering. She even had bad mouthed about him to the staff including the security guard.
Shivaay had returned home quiet early with her unable to bear her childish tantrums. Now she was having her evening snacks listening to some saint's bhajans. His mom had never behaved this way earlier but today she was acting extremely strange.
When Shivaay had asked his mom to prepare some salad for him, his mom had insisted that he learn to prepare it now since his wife, Annika was gone forever. So now he was chopping vegetables for his salad unable to argue anymore with his mother. He badly wanted to catch a glimpse of Annika even now, but his mom wouldn't allow and on the other hand it was impossible to cheat her too.
Contemplating his unlucky fate, he continued his chopping when a thought suddenly struck him. He looked at the knife on his hand and then his hand from time to time. He was scared of anything that was sharp and the sight of blood though completely undid him. But then he had to do this to get to Annika surpassing his mother's "forgiveness mantra". Closing his eyes tight and remembering Annika's face, off he did the work with the sharp knife.
"Ahhh!!!! MOM!" Shivaay shouted with his voice almost thundering
Pinky who was watching her baba's bhajan was completely shocked, off she dropped her plate with snacks and ran to her son shouting,
"SHIVAAY, what happened?", Pinky was panicking. She ran to the kitchen and saw Shivaay struggling holding his hand.
"Did you cut your hand? Hey bhagwan! Are you alright billu?" Pinky asked worried holding her son's hand.
"Blood Mom! Blood" Shivaay cried
"Where beta? Where?" Pinky too cried looking for glimpses of the blood Shivaay was talking about
"Here mom!" Shivaay pointed. Pinky too looked very much worried, curiously at what her son was pointing at.
"Oh My Mata you are screaming like hell for this? You spoiled my bhajan sessions billu" She exclaimed unaffected and chose to walk out
"How rude mom, see this! See here! My finger is split and you are reacting like that" Shivaay yelled
"Billu you are 30 not 3" Pinky mocked irritated.
"Mom I don't know anything about it, let's go to the hospital right now" Shivaay screamed
"Are you mad billu, who'd take a person to the hospital for such a small cut, that too on your finger" Pinky scoffed at her son who was screaming for a non existent small cut on his thumb.
"Mom what if it becomes septic, let's go to the mumbai hospital right now" Shivaay said stubbornly
"Leave it, ill apply some turmeric and you'd be okay" Pinky replied frustrated at her son's gimmicks
"Mom you are too insensitive" Shivaay scoffed
"Shivaay forget about taking you to the hospital. If I instead atleast take you to the clinic for this small cut, the doctor would get me admitted in the asylum thinking I've gone nuts. So forget about the Mumbai hospital" Pinky tried explaining it to her son
"Mom don't cry later if it gets septic" Shivaay tried again.
"Why are you insisting on going to the Mumbai hospital particularly Shivaay? Is it to meet your wife by any means" Pinky inquired curiously crossing her hands.
"You are impossible mom" Shivaay replied completely vexed out and walked away. Even his this plan had become unsuccessful.
"Aww My Poor Shivaay baby! Chee do I sound like Tia. Ok I better get going"
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IS THERE A CHANCE🎵(completed🔚)
FanficRanked #931 in LOVE out of 140k+ stories as on 10 July 2018. Two individuals who are not interested in the institution of marriage are forced into it by their parents. How would they cope up, how'd love develop between them.
