On celebration of 200 episodes..this is one scene I would have fitted in after yesterday's fiasco..hope you like this!!! 😊
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Wives, Anurag Ganguly thought.
Ever since they'd married, Anu and his wife Taani had been behaving more like a pair of kids than one of mature adults. They had been fighting on the smallest issues, and forget the importance of the issue, the main thing was the frequent misunderstandings between them, brought about by the tension in the house. Ritesh had come back, and he was hell bent on making their lives miserable. But he was determined not to lose his love in the midst of all this drama. Ritesh could go back where he belonged-now the main priority was somehow making Taani understand that in these times of pain, they had to be together.
Not to mention he kinda missed her.
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Taani Ganguly felt like crying. What was wrong with her? Why had she blasted Onu? Maybe it was her tendency to hide things that she knew would stress him out. Or maybe she was just plain stupid. Things were going pretty bad lately, what with Robbie finding Ritesh more suitable company than Onu, and she having to apologize to Ritesh. Her blood still boiled when she thought of that.
Suddenly, a pair of familiar hands covered her eyes.
'Onu?' she said softly.
There was no answer-the soft touch of his hands was gone and replaced by emptiness. She opened her eyes. She wanted to go to him and be near him so badly. If only they could stop fighting and be together. But then she realised she was overreacting. Fights were part of every relationship. She just had to convince him to forgive her.
Plus, she needed a hug too.
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She wandered the house looking for him, but he seemed to have disappeared. For one disheartening moment she thought that he had gone to the factory, but Neelu said she had seen him going in the direction of the balcony. Her heart skipped a beat-that was the place where they had fought.
Anurag stood there taking in the sight of the entire city spread out in front of him, with the moon shining benevolently upon it, all the houses basking in its silver light. The wind slightly ruffled his hair and his eyes had a wandering gaze, as if searching for someone. When he heard her open the doors and come in, and turned around, his gaze rested upon her and changed into a look of mirth.
'I knew you would come.'
She sulked. 'I have no choice.'
He winked at her, and then pulled her close. A sharp intake of breath escaped from her mouth. 'I know, you can't stay mad at me for long.'
She wriggled out of his grasp, though her heart was saying for her to remain in his embrace. 'I have not come here to say sorry, if that's what you're thinking.'
'Okay, I'll say sorry, fine?' he said smiling. He then caught his ears and started doing situps.
'One..Two..Three...'
Before he could complete the fourth one, with a tone of annoyance she said 'Fine, fine, you're forgiven.'
Then, as an afterthought. 'Sorry,' she said.
'I did not hear.'
'Sorry!' she shouted and he burst out laughing, so did she, unable to keep a straight face any longer.
He hugged her and for a moment they just stood there, looking at the city, and then he led her into the house, closing the doors behind them, as if closing the misunderstandings behind them forever.
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