"Shivaay...... water....... It's....... huh....." Annika shouted blowing air out of her mouth, jumping, asking for water from him.
They had come to eat street food. Well, Shivaay Singh Oberoi and street food is something very unusual but he wanted her to try some Indian. Well, he was just Shivaay before he became Shivaay Singh Oberoi and Shivaay did eat a lot of street food, he actually used to live for it but after he became Shivaay Singh Oberoi, for maintaining his health and physique, he had to leave all this. But now, with her, he did all those crazy things and he just loved it, he loved being Shivaay and not Shivaay Singh Oberoi.
Shivaay quickly grabbed the water bottle and made her drink it. She calmed down a bit and started shouting on him the next second.
"Who told you stuff that pani Puri in my mouth, it was so spicy." She shouted and he stuffed another one in her mouth but she liked this one as it was more sweet and less spicy.
"Do you want to try more food or are you full?" He asked as he paid the money to the stall owner.
"I am full Shivaay. You made me try so much. Maybe next time. Now, to the bar." She said as they both sat in the car and he drove towards the club.
They both entered hand in hand and she dragged him towards the bar.
"One red wine please." She asked the waiter who nodded.
"You drink?" He asked, shocked because she once argued with him over this and opposed drinking greatly. They both didn't use to meet daily but on occasions and whenever they used to meet, they only used to argue on one or the other topic.
"Yeah! It's quite normal. Wait! Don't you?" She asked.
"Occasionally, once or twice a month. You drink daily?" He asked.
"Umm....... No, when I go out with friends and that happens 4 times a week, so....." She replied casually.
"U know how dangerous it is for health?" He said, concerned.
"Come on, stop being so typical." She replied being irritated.
"It's not about being typical, it's about health." He tried making her understand.
"I know that but it's an addiction, you won't understand. Let's enjoy here and not argue please." She said to avoid his lecture.
"Okay but you won't drink more than one glass." He said and she readily agreed.
The red wine which she ordered arrived and she started drinking it, she just loved it, how much she missed it after she came here. He took a soft drink.
They both danced like idiots between many idiots on the dance floor. They both were dancing very close to each other swaying their bodies with the beats.
"I enjoyed a lot." Annika said after they came out of the club and settled in the car.
"Same here." He said and turned on the radio. There was a random song being played on the radio.
"You cursed rain last night. Why do you hate it?" He asked out of nowhere.
"Well, I can also ask you the same." She said raising an eyebrow.
Suddenly, the RJ on the radio spoke as the random song ended.
"So this was one of my 90s fav song which you all heard. So, as it's the monsoon season so let's talk about Rain!
Baarish! The most beautiful thing we are blessed with.
Baarish tou waise hi bht khubsoorat hai lekin jab pyaar hota hai tou aur bhi zada khubsoorat lagne lagti hai.
The next song is for all the baarish lovers and for those too who are listening and don't like rain!"
The RJ spoke and the next song was on the radio. Baarish from Yaariyan.
Yaariyaan Ve..Yaariyan...
Dil Mera Hain Na Samajh Kitana
Besabar Ye Bewakuf Bada
Chahata Hain Kitana Tujhe
Khud Magar Nahi Jaan Saka
Is Dard-E-Dil Ki Sifarish
Ab Kar De Koi Yahaan
Ki Mil Jaaye Ise Wo Barish
Jo Bhiga De Poori Tarah..
Is Dard-E-Dil Ki Sifarish
Ab Kar De Koi Yahaan
Ki Mil Jaaye Ise Wo Barish
Jo Bhiga De Poori Tarah..
Yaariyaan Ve..Yaariyan...
Kya Huaa Asar Tere Saath Reh Kar Naa Jaane
Ki Hosh Mujhe Naa Raha
Lafz Mere The Zubaan Pe Aake Ruke
Par Ho Na Sake Woh Bayaan
Dhadkan Tera Hi Naam Jo Le
Aankhein Bhi Paighaam Ye De
Teri Nazar Ka Hi Ye Asar Hai
Mujh Pe Jo Huaa
Is Dard-E-Dil Ki Sifaarish
Ab Kar De Koi Yahaan
Ki Mil Jaaye Isey Woh Baarish
Jo Bhiga De Poori Tarah (X2)
Tu Jo Mila To Zindagi Hai Badli
Main Poora Naya Ho Gaya
Hain Beasar Duniya Ki Baatein Badi
Ab Teri Sunu Main Sadda
Hmm Milne Ko Tujhse Bahane Karoon
Tu Muskuraaye Vajah Main Banoon..
Roz Bitana Sath Mein Tere Sara Din Mera..
Is Dard-E-Dil Ki Sifarish
Ab Kar De Koi Yahaan
Ki Mil Jaye Ise Wo Barish
Jo Bhiga De Poori Tarah..
Is Dard-E-Dil Ki Sifarish
Ab Kar De Koi Yahaan
Ki Mil Jaye Ise Wo Barish
Jo Bhiga De Poori Tarah...
Yaariyaan...Yaariyan...
They both looked at each other with different emotions each time the lytic changes. The song eventually made both of them awkward as it ended.
"Such pathetic songs!" Shivaay said as he switched off the radio and she agreed.
There was an awkward silence between both of them after he turned off the radio. She slid the window down so did he. They continued to look outside nothing at particular.
The silence couldn't last for lifetime, anyone had to break it so she initiated. She closed the window and looked at him while he continued to look out of the window.
"So, why do you hate rain?" She asked and gaining his full attention. He closed the window and turned on the AC.
"I don't have any particular reason to hate it. It's just that I don't like it, especially the smell of Earth after rain. It's so unpleasant to the nostrils."
"Ohh!" was her reply.
"Why do you hate it?" He asked.
"I don't know, I never hated it, it's just that after I shifted to Denmark, no one used to get drenched in rain, they had those umbrellas so yeah unlikeness for rain developed."
They both got into a conversation talking about this or that, on random topics not realizing when sleep over took their senses and they both slept in the car itself.
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Precap
"Who wakes up someone by punching on his face?"
"When someone have a reason, they does."
"Ohh really!! May I know the reason of you punching me?"
"Oh yes! I don't forget my promised done to myself. You remember that night when you blackmailed Yuvi, and I was about to punch you, you stopped me but I made a note mentally to punch you at the most unexpected time."
"And this was it?"
"Yes"
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