Sleep was far away from her eyes though it was a tiring day for her nd quite late in night too. She kept on turning from one side to other measuring the whole length of her king sized bed. She was missing her pillow her customized pillow her husband's arm badly. It has been a fortweek since Shivaay left for USA to solve some issues with his branch over there. He just went there without even meeting her or informing her properly. He only left a note stating "Jaan  I'm going to USA, there is some problem will be back soon. Miss u nd love u".

Tired of unsuccessful tryings she got up the bed nd went to her cupboard nd pulled out an album. She then settled herself in the couch nd started turning the pages. The first picture was of their first meeting that breaking of wind shield. She smiled remembering that moment. Turning the page she found another picture of hers throwing cowdung or to say Gobar in her language over him. There was pictures of her entering in OM for the first time, spilling coffee over Shivaay, their hate chemistry, Shivaay sneakily gawking at her, romancing her while he misunderstood her to be Tia nd many more. Even the smallest of their encounters were there stored as memory till eternity. All thanks to her two devars nd not to forget the forever cupid of their relationship Khanna Jii who captured their moments so preciously. Going through the album was like going through her past reliving it. The pictures of their marriage made her think deeply about them.

How they started nd look how they are now? Hating each other, avoiding to face one another, always finding a reason to fight, not leaving any point to tease nd irritate was how they started. Shivaay hated her to the core while Annika was none less. She never left any chance to irritate him by her weird or atrangi words in his language. Giving him different names like SSO, Billu Ji,  shit shri ek hazaar aath kanji aankho wale billu ji maharaj etc etc was her favorite pass time. It was like they loved to fight, at least by this they get some time together. Some time to adore, to live their lives to fullest. But now they are inseparables. Deeply nd madly in love with each other. They can't even imagine a day without their partner nd these two weeks were like axile for Annika. A smile crept her face looking at those pictures.

One particular picture that caught her attention was of her sleeping peacefully leaning on Shivaay's chest nd Shivaay's arms wrapped around her shoulders holding her protectively nd sleeping by keeping his head over hers. This picture was captured by Rudra when they were on the way for family trip to Himachal. During taking off  Annika was panicking nd as a reflex she held Shivaays arms tightly. Feeling her fear he held her close to his heart nd soon Annika was in slumber, not wanting to disturb his sleeping beauty he too decided to take a small nap. That single pic describes their complete relation so well. It signifies that whatever will come in their life he will hold her, he won't let her fall, he won't let her feel insecure, he will always ensure her security, he will be there whenever she need him. And she gets all the peace, solace in his embrace.

Now she was missing him even more. In the span of two weeks they had talked her only thrice nd last time they had contacted were 4 days before. Shivaay was extremely tensed by the happenings over there nd she didnt wanted to disturb him more so she didnt said him anything nor tried to contact him. Since things sorted out in between them even a single night didn't passed when she slept without her customized pillow. She was more than habituated nd addicted to his arms that she can't get sleep without being there.  Sighing she moved towards the bed nd again tried to sleep. Still sleep was far away from her eyes. She went into a deep thought.

Never ever in her life she had thought that some man other than her father will enter in her life. Her mom died when she was merely 6years from then she had been raised by her father. Her dad served both as a mom nd as a dad to her. He left no stone unturned in fulfilling the need of a mother in her life. He very well knew the importance of a mother in child's life nd didnt wanted her beloved daughter to feel that deficiency. She loved her dad very much. Small Annika she used to sleep with her dad only in his arms. Her dad too always held her Lil baby close to him. He was her first customized pillow. Mere the thought of sleeping without her pillow would flood her eyes. With time she grew mature and left her pillow but still whenever she was happy, sad, or having any of the emotions inside her she slept on her pillow only. Then came Shivaay the second man in her life who soon became her life her pillow too. She ever so happily made him her pillow.

Today both the men, both of her pillows were not with her. One was in other country while one in the other world itself. Her eyes welled up remembering her dad. His care, his love, his teachings, his concern, his childish ness when he was with her, he himself was playing like some movie in her mind. Slowly her lids went heavy nd sleep took over her.

Morning rays disturbed her nd she was wide awake now. Finishing her daily chores she decided to pay a visit to orphanage. Her day went smoothly playing with the children, talking to the trust members about the needs nd fulfilling them. It was nearly night when she returned back to OM. After having her dinner she went up to her room only to find it empty again. But this time it was something different she was feeling the presence of Shivaay. But ignored her thoughts thinking how he could be here when he's in USA. Suddenly she felt two arms sneaking around her waist. Firstly was surprised but soon relaxed in those arms as she recognized his touch. She turned towards him nd pulled him into a tight hug wrapping her arms around his torso.

A: where were u Shivaay? u dont have any idea how much I missed u. U didnt called me not even messaged me. She complained like a baby nd then pouted.

S: sorry jaan was extremely busy. But now this man is at ur service. He replied back pecking her pout.

A: hmm she smiled cheekily not before into turning beet red.

S: come let's sleep now. I'm hell tired nd also this jetleg is making me more tired.

Annika nodded nd shivaay went to change to something comfortable then joined Annika in bed. Annika immediately kept her head over His chest  nd said this was something I missed the most. Sleeping on my pillow. U know I didnt even get sleep without this. She again pouted . Shivaay chuckled at her antics nd slipped his arms around her shoulder nd other one over her waist hugging her. He kissed her forehead nd slept not before wishing her good night to which she replied by kissing him just above his heart. Finally she was able to sleep that day as her pillow was with her.

   The soul reason behind writing this is my dad. The love nd care that I saw in his eyes when I was suffering typhoid made me to write this still I'm having typhoid nd not allowed to use phone but still my dad's love made me do this. I'm a grown girl but still when I'm home I sleep with my dad (sometimes only) nd he's my customized pillow from my childhood nd believe me none can beat him in this. All I wanna say is I LOVE U DAD.