Here is your birthday gift Bhavya_sandhir

You are an amazing person.. And an super amazing writer..
Thank you so much for being with me and supporting me when it was needed..
I so love you bhavoo.. 😘😘😘
I'm blessed to have a friend like you..
Wish you stay happy and strong at every point of your life..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY.. 🎂🎁🎈

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"Randhir...
I'm done..." Randhir was stuffing mashed potato in the dough balls when he heard Sanyukta's yell from the washroom..
"OK.. I'm coming.." he too yelled back wiping his hand on a kitchen towel and rushed to the washroom...
He came in front of the washroom but didn't went inside just like that...
"Sanyu.. Main aa jayu ander..??" Randhir asked knocking the door..
Sanyukta rolled her eyes seeing his manners and asked him to come inside..
Entering into the washroom Randhir neared her and she stretched out her both hands like a kid indicating him to pick her up in his arms..
He chuckled at her cuteness and picked her up in his arms..
Sanyukta sneaked her arms around his neck without hesitation and Randhir walked out of the washroom carrying her..
"Sanyukta, your hair is wet..
Why didn't you dry them??" he chipped putting her on the bed and brought a fresh towel from the closet..
"Come.. Let me dry your hair.." and Randhir started towel drying her hair..
"Ahh..!!
Bas karo.. Ho gaya.. Aur kitna dry karna hain.." Sanyukta stopped him as he was in no mood to stop drying her hair..
"Par abhi bhi bal gile hain tumhare, Sanyukta.." Randhir mouthed combing her hair with his fingers..
"Towel se hundred percent dry nehi hota, Randhir.." Sanyukta rolled her eyes..
"Par..." Randhir wanted to say something but Sanyukta glared at him telling him silently that he better stopped it then..

"OK.. As you say.. Main first aid box leke aata hu..." Randhir gulped getting her glare and ran from there to fetch the first aid box which was in the kitchen..
Sanyukta laughed briefly seeing his antics..
"Oh my..!!
He is so cute.." she said with adoration..
Randhir returned a few seconds later with the first aid box and applied some ointment on the cuts which were on her hands and knees..
Then he removed the previous bandages from her foot and started dressing her wounds...
As her wounds came in contact of the antiseptic, Sanyukta winced causing Randhir to stiff a bit..
But he never glanced up at her or asked her if she was fine..
He just handled her wounds more gently and softly with utmost care..
Sanyukta found it a bit abnormal but said nothing..
"Done..." she heard his hoarse voice and without looking at her he turned around..
But before Randhir could walk out of their room, Sanyukta grabbed his hand in order to stop him..
"Randhir.." she called him..
"Hmm.." he just hummed in response..
"Turn around.." she chipped softly..
"Let me go.. You are hungry..
Parathe nehi khane hain kya??" Sanyukta could sense that the joyfulness of his voice was missing..

"Randhir Singh Shekhawat..!!
Turn around..!!
Now...!!" Sanyukta whisper yelled at him..
"Else I'll run in whole apartment.." she added..
And very moment Randhir turned to her..
"No...!!" he was panicked hearing her and Sanyukta smirked as she successfully manipulated him to turn to her but it got vanished the next moment..
"Tum aisa kuch bhi nehi karogi.. Samjhi..??" he scolded her showing his forefinger..
But she didn't even hear a single word of him..
"Randhir.." she breathed out and stretched her hands to cup his face..
But Randhir realised his state and looked away..
"Randhir.." Sanyukta forcefully cupped his face..
"Tum ro rahe the.." she chipped with amusement looking straight in his blood shot eyes..
"Umm.. Nehi.." he lied not matching her gaze..
"Jhoot mat bolo..
Sab dikhta hain mujhe..." she scolded him and made him look at her eyes..
Randhir jerked her hand away and yelled at her..
"OK fine..
Haan.. Ro raha tha main..
It always pains me seeing you hurt.. Nehi dekh sakta main tumhe takleef me..
Nehi bardas hota tumhara dard..
Do you have any idea how much helpless and useless I felt yesterday when I wasn't able to stop you from hurting yourself??
Do you know how hard it was for me to ignore you...??
I died every moment seeing your fallen face..
You know I was crying and cursing myself even yesterday when I was dressing your wounds..
But you..
You just don't care.. You always have to get yourself in trouble..
Why don't you think before doing anything.. Those people who love you, care for you can also get hurt seeing you hurt or in any kind of trouble.. " he couldn't speak further as his eyes fell on Sanyukta's tear drenched face..

Sanyukta was sobbing silently..
Randhir mentally kicked him for behaving irrationally..
How on earth he could yell at her..
He ran his fingers through his hair in exasperation...
He was utterly guilty and ashamed by his act..
The thought of he made her cry started eating him from within.. He was so angry on himself that he thought to tear his useless tongue apart for saying all these..
But first he need to handle Sanyukta..
He sat beside her on the bed and called her name tentatively..
"Sanyu.."
"I know I'm bad..
And I do stupid things..
You know what.. I never got someone in my life like you who cares for me this much..
That's why I never thought about anyone before doing anything..
But I'm trying now..
I'm trying my best..
Trust me.. Even I don't like to make you worried for me.." Sanyukta muttered while sobbing..
Randhir immediately took her for a hug..
He held her tightly and buried his nose in her hair..
"I know Sanyu..
I know you are trying hard..
And I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have said all these things..
I just lost my mind seeing your wound..
I just want you to be save and happy..
I didn't intended to hurt you.. But I know my harsh words hurt you..
And you can punish me for hurting you but please stop crying..
I can't see you like this.." he chipped softly and kissed her hair..
"Are you crazy?? I can never ever think of punishing you.." she came out of his embrace and looked at him..
"Aren't you mad at me..??" asked Randhir...
"I can never be mad at you.." Sanyukta smiled amidst her tears..
"And I promise you I'll take care of myself and won't get myself in troubles.." she grinned..
Randhir couldn't help but smile seeing her..

He wiped her face and kissed her forehead..
"I'm really very sorry for yelling at you, Sanyukta.." he mumbled keeping his lips on her forehead...
"Don't be..
I know you yelled at me because you care for me..
Ab itni bhi stupid nehi hu main jo tumhare gusse se piche chupa huya care aur worry nah dekh saku main.." she made a face..
Randhir frowned..
"Fir ro kyu rahi thi tum??" he asked confused..
"Who toh I felt overwhelmed seeing someone caring for me this much..
That's why I was crying.." Sanyukta chirped casually and Randhir facepalmed himself mentally..
"You know what.. You need to eat something..
Bhook ke mare tumhara dimaag kharab ho raha hain..
Come.." saying this Randhir took her in his arms and walked out of the room..
"Huh??
What do you mean by mera dimaag kharab ho raha hain??" Sanyukta twisted her lips..
"Nothing.. Let me finish making aloo paratha.." he ignored her question and made her sit on the kitchen top..
"Abhi ten minutes me ready ho jayega yeh..
Fir hum khayenge.. OK.." Randhir pecked her forehead and turned on the gas..
"OK.." Sanyukta chipped happily and Randhir started doing the remaining work..

"And here goes the last one.." Randhir chirped as he was done with frying all the stuffed parathas..
"Eeee.. Now I will eat them.." Sanyukta clapped her hand in excitement..
He shook his head seeing her kiddish behaviour and went to refrigerator..
Randhir come back with a bowl of curd and was about to take out another plate, when Sanyukta stopped him..
"Let it be.. Ek plate se khaa lete hain nah..
Warna fir tum hi ko doo (2) doo (2) plates wash karne padenge.."
"Okayyy.." Randhir sang and shut the drawer..
"Now take me to the dinning table.. I'm famished.." Sanyukta whined..
"Haan..!! Haan..!! Babba..!! Chaloo..!!" and Randhir carried her till the dinning table and made her sit on a chair..
Then he rushed back to the kitchen and returned to her in no time with stuffed parathas and curd..
Randhir put the plate and a bowl before her and took his seat in front of her..
"Chalo ab khayo bhi..
Aur bolo kaisa bana hain.." he asked Sanyukta to eat..

Sanyukta frowned and showed Randhir her palms..
"Kaise khayu??
Jalega nah agar spice laga inn cuts me.." she chipped sadly..
Randhir's heart ached seeing her sad face.. He was disappointed with himself that he couldn't stop her from getting hurt..
But he didn't show her that even he was hurt seeing her hurt..
Randhir hurriedly moved his chair and sat beside Sanyukta..
Taking her both hands in his, he kissed inside her palms and said.. "Nehi jalega.. Main khila dunga nah tumhe.."
Hearing that Sanyukta beamed with happiness..
"Sacchi..??" she asked..
"Mucchi.." saying Randhir immediately tore a small piece of stuffed paratha and fed her after dipping it in yogurt..
"Umm..!!
It's so yummy, Randhir.." Sanyukta moaned as she found the taste of the stuffed paratha was heavenly..
"Thanks for the compliment.." Randhir said feeding her more..
"No.. Thank you for making me this.." she chipped while chewing her food..
"Pleasure's mine.." Randhir bowed his head like a gentle man and Sanyukta giggled..
"I truly mean it, Sanyukta..
Only if you know how much happiness I get seeing you happy.." he thought in mind admiring her happy face..
While feeding her something struck his mind..
"Sanyu.." he called her and put a morsel in her mouth..
"Hmm.." Sanyukta just hummed as her mouth was full..
"Last night you told me you can't get anger on me even if you want to..
Why so??
Why are you afraid of loosing me??
Why you let me come close to you when you don't even like boys around you??
Why do you feel safe in my arms when you have issues with all male touches??
Why didn't my kiss disgust you??
Why is the Drunken Queen quitting alcohol.. for me??" Randhir tentatively asked her in a low and soft voice..
Sanyukta looked at him hearing his questions and their eyes latched..
Holding her gaze with his she opened her mouth to say something.. But she closed it on the next second..
Sanyukta again opened her mouth and closed it yet again..
Seemed like her mind stopped processing and words refused to come out from her mouth..

So what will be Sanyukta's answer...
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