hi guys! so here's my first OS on shaya... I may continue this. Its a bit lengthy, sorry... anyways.. I hope u njoy.😳
Shaya OS
You are my sunshine
7AM, Sinha household-
Shaurya, dressed up like usual, is ready for his day.
An elated Cheeku greets him near the entrance as he walks out.
"bhaiya! Chaliye na! Let's go for a jog. Come on!"
"jog? Nahi nahi! Mujhe advocate Niraj se milna hai. I cant come."
"Kya bhai! Jab dekho advocate, court, cases, police se milna. I know you're a workaholic, but this is too much haan!"
"of course. I have to work. Kisi na kisi tara Diya ko-"
"ohh!! Diya... I must have known."
Cheeku smiles coyly causing shaurya to glare at him.
"come on! Usey insaaf dilaana hai yar. Isliye toh hum sab-"
"insaaf dilaana toh hai hi bhaiya. But kabhi aapne socha hai? kya kabhi aapne khud se pucha hai? ye sab aap kyu kar rahe ho?"
"what-"
"Pehle aap mujhe ek baat bataao. Kya hai Diya aapke liye? Who is she to you? Why are you working so hard?"
"what the-"
"of course! Of course... I know aap hero type ke ho. You help everyone. But... don't you think.. Diya is special?"
"huh?"
Our shaurya makes a cute innocent face (imagine KKK here aww) causing cheeku to giggle.
"haha shakal toh dekho aapki-"
"Cheeku-"
"OK. so tell me. Kya lagti hai Diya aapki? Don't tell me ki she's your friend, collegue blah blah blah... I'm warning you haan?"
"what rubbish! Mujhe... mujhe jaana hai-"
Shaurya tries to walk past quickly trying to get into his car. Cheeku jogs up to catch up-
"rukiye... arey kabhi khud se puchiye na bhaiya!"
"hat saamne se! mere paas time nahi hai"
"naan aa bhaiya... aapko meri kasam. Sham tak mujhe meri jawab chahiye bhaiya! Warna mujhse bura aur koi nhi hoga-"
Wordlessly shaurya starts his car..
"main baat nahi karunga aapse warna.. sochlijiye..'
Shaurya just drives away. Behind him he can hear Cheeku's faint screams.
"sun rahe ho bhaiya? Mujhe mera jawab chahiye!! I need my answer!!"
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All day long... Shaurya is busy owing to his work from office, Diya's case and various other things.
11PM, Sinha Household.
A tired Shaurya walks in. He's greeted by Urmi. The duo converses over dinner.
"Mom. I'm sorry I'm late."
"Its ok beta."
"newspaper ki editing... itna saara kaam aur uuper se ye case..."
"I know beta. But just take care of yourself."
"I will, mom. Aapne khaya? Aur... Diya?"
"Diya is fine. Pehle se better hai. aaj pure din NGO mei thi mere saat."
"I wish woh office aajaye jaldi. Ussne khana khaya?"
"haan thoda sa. So rahi hai apne kamre mei."
"so rahi hai? chalo accha hai. I'm glad."
Shaurya finishes his dinner in utter silence.
"kya soch rahe ho beta?"
"nhi mom.. just ki... sab kuch kitna badal gaya hai. pehle sab kitna thik tha aur-"
"haan beta. Sab badal toh gaya hai. par thik bhi toh ho sakta hai. aur tab tak hume koshish jaari rakhni chahiye. Hum hi toh uski taaqat hai. haan waise Diya brave ladki hai. par fir bhi..."
"haan woh bahaadur hai.. but I can't stop worrying about her..."
Shaurya keeps staring at the bedroom present upstairs from his chair. Urmi watches him with a smile.
"tum jaake mil lo ussey."
"haan?"
"haan! Aur jagaana mat. Aur tum bhi jaldi sojaana. Goodnyt."
"good nyt mom."
Urmi leaves after ruffling her son's hair lovingly. How can she not notice it? He's her son after all. She knows what he thinks, how he feels and for whom.
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11.20 PM, Diya's room
Shaurya is in Diya's room, watching her sleeping form from a few feet. Suddenly cheeku's words ring in his head-
"kya hai woh aapkeliye? Come on bhaiya! Its time you face it! Paanch minute sochiye na.."
"mujhe mera jawab chahiye bhaiya!!"
"kya ho tum mereliye Diya. Iss sawal ka jawab maine socha hi nahi..."
Flashback-
shaYa were out in a mela (a local fair) to carry out a sting operation.
"11AM! Hum ye kambhakt mele mei hai! aur woh kameena aaya nahi abhi tak! Rajesh!! 10 baje ko aana tha na? why dint he come??" An impatient shaurya nearly screamed out in frustration.
"aayenge sir. Aaj hum usko range haato pakdenge!" Rajesh answered.
"arey sir! Relax! Aayenge na..." came a bubbly reply from a girl who is none other than Diya.
"shayad traffic jam mei fas gaya hoga!" Diya laughed. "tab tak hum mele mei mazaa le sakte hai!"
"what? Hum yaha enjoy karne nahi aaye. Ye ek sting hai!"
"haha I know sir. Haayee!! Woh dekhiye chuddiyan!"
"chudiya??-"
The bubbly reporter chose to ignore her boss's glare and marched out (rather skipped her way) to a nearby bangle stall.
"oh god! Ye ladki. Isske bina humara sting nahi hoga. Rajesh. Watch out. Inform me when our target is here."
"yes sir!"
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Shaurya jogged to where Diya is present.
"Diya-"
"sir dekhiye na. kitni khoobsurat chudiya hai. mujhe lagta hai. main inhe pehnungi toh inki khubsurtii aur badh jayegi."
"for god's sake! Hum sting operation karne aaye hai-"
"of course sir! But abhi woh shuru nahi hua na. tab tak main ye chudiyan khareedungi. Aap bhi apneliye kuch khareedo na-"
"kya? Chudiya?"
"arey nahi! Aap apneliye chudiya kyu khareedenge? Log hasenge aapke uuper-"
"tumhe reporter rakha! Log has hi rahe honge mere uuper."
"haha not funny. Bura joke tha! Accha joke maariye na.."
"ye joke nahi tha."
shaurya's mobile rings. "sir. He's here."
"OK. Diya lets go"
"arey par chudiya!"
"teri chudiyon ki toh."
present... Shaurya smiles remembering how he dragged her out of the shop and carefully managed to send her on the sting. And how he brought her the same chudiyan she selected at the stall as a gift, later on, as a token for her success in the sting.
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Another memory-
Awaz office- Shaurya was sullenly sitting in his chair when someone calls him.
"sir."
"Diya?"
"I knocked sir. Aapne respond nhi kiya. Main aagayi."
"ohh."
"Here it is. Khanna case. Saare proofs aur details iss file mei hai."
"great!"
He studied the file for a bit-
"I'll send this to the press... ye kya? 9:30PM...tum ghar nhi gayi?"
"nahi. Ye file pura karna tha na..."
"good job. But tumhe over time karne ki zarurat nahi. Ghar jaao."
"aur aap?"
"uh.. main.. umm... I'm leaving... tum jaao na"
He was feeling low since days. His mind kept swinging back to his childhood, how his biological father abused him. There was this faint pain in his chest which wouldn't just go-
"sir main aapse kuch puchoo? Aap upset hai kya? Maine notice ki. Aajkal bohot chup hai aap. bohot dull look hai chehre pe-"
he stood up to give her a glare.
"mujhe notice karne ke alawa koi kaam nahi tha kya tumhe?"
"come on sir! Aise khadus mat baniye! Warna koi bhi aapki fikr nahi karega. Woh main itni acchi hu ki, iss sab ke bawajood main aapki care kar rahi hu..."
He smiled.
"wow! So sweet! Thank you..."
"you're welcome. Aise Smile karte rahiye na. accha hai sehat ke liye."
"hmm. Lets go."
He grabbed the file and is about to walk out when Diya stopped him suddenly.
"sir!!"
He turned back to face her-
"aapko tickles aate hai?"
"huh?"
"are you..."
"hey- no-"
"ticklish?"
"Diya..."
she tried to tickle him.
"Wait! No!"
He dodged her attempt but she wouldn't budge-
"don't touch me. Chaar saal ki bacchi nahi ho tum- Haha. Diya.."
"toh aapko tickles aate hai.. good...'
"Diya.. stop it!"
He held her hand, stifling a laugh.
"ye office hai.. aur.. main... main tumhara boss hu.. remember?"
"ohh!! Omg!!!! Thank you so much for reminding me sir. Warna main toh bhool hi gayi... you know this morning I hit my head and memory loss hogai... I'm feeling like I'm chaar saal ki bacchi hahaha..."
Diya laughed heartily at her own joke and he couldn't help but smile a little.
"Diya tum paagal ho! Pata nhi kaise rakh diya maine tumhe kaam pe."
"haan. Paagal toh main hu. Par kaam bhi toh karti hu right? Abhi ye Khanna ka case."
"haan.. good job. Really."
Both smiled again.
"thank you... waise.. main ek aur kaam bhi kar sakti hu, jo is office mei koi aur nahi kar sakta!"
"accha? Kya hai woh?"
"aapko smile karaana... dekhiye kaise smile kar rahe hai aap!"
More smiles ensued.
"hmm..."
"ok sir. Main chalti hu haan? Good nyt. Take care."
"take care you too Diya."
Present...
Shaurya laughs lowly. A sad smile replaces as he is reminded of the present. Diya was a fire-brand; she was bubbly, kind, crazy, always lively. She was... he smiled sadly again.
"sahi kaha tumne Diya. Tum hi meri muskuraane ki waja ho. Jo bure se bure waqt mei bhi mujhe smile karaa sakti ho. Tumhe koshish karne ki bhi zarurat nahi thi... tumhara woh hasta-khelta, khil-khilaata chehra aur tumhara woh paagalpan hi kaafi tha mujhe smile karaane ke liye! Ab tumhari hi smile gayab hai..."
He stops himself from moving close and touching her hair-
"I swear Diya... I'll bring back that smile. I'll do everything that it takes... because tum meri muskuraane ki waja ho. You're my sunshine Diya.."
{ You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamt I held you in my arms
When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
So I hung my head, and I cried
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine }
Lyrics from: You're my sunshine, by COPELAND
AN: thnx for reading! Hope u guys liked.
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