When we were kids, remember we were told that we can be anything we want to and we began dreaming about the uncertain future? Anything seemed possible for us. Then why now we don't dare to dream like that anymore? Hurt because of expectation? Let your dreams and hopes shape your dream and future not your wounds and scars. They are a beautiful part of you which will shine brightly once that dream becomes your future! Dream Big!

Guys, I had mentioned a leap in the precap right? I've decided to make it a time lapse instead from Anika's POV. Hope you'll enjoy this.

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Anika's POV

It's the second day without Shivaay today. I've been with him like literally almost 24/7 for the past 2 months that now even the second day feels like eternity to me. I've been busy managing things for our upcoming launch. I've always taunted Shivaay that he hardly does any work. All that he does is giving instruction to us. But now, during his absence, had I realized that he was actually making our workload lighter. He plans everything beforehand and splits the task for us and checks everything twice. Hence, everything was in an order and systematic. Without him, we are like a little lost. We have become like those little chicks in a story that I used to hear during my childhood.

Once, there were a few little chicks that lived with their mother hen. Mother hen goes out all day and works hard to find food for the lottle chicks. The little chicks do appreciate their mother hen for her hardwork and the food but they became dependent on their mother hen. One day, when mother hen doesn't return home the way she used to, the little chicks starved that day. A couple of days went by and little chicks were still waiting for their mother. Then, one day, one of the little chicks decided to get food for them and goes out. All the other little chicks also followed him. All the little chicks worked together and fed themselves. They had difficulties first, but they helped out each other. Finally, the little chicks were independent. When their mother hen got back a few days after, she was proud to see her little chicks being independent and able to find their own food.

Similarly, we the little chicks are now helping each other out very carefully not to make any mistake, so that when our mother hen, which is our Sadu Boss Shivaay, returns, he'll feel proud of us. We'll make you proud Shivaay.

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Today is the 7th day. One week has passed by. Shivaay's been really very busy. We speak on the phone via video call every night before I go to bed. We tell everything that happens to each other. It's kind of fun actually. Despite not being with each other, we are very well aware of what's going on in each other's life.

People say that long-distance relationships will not work but in our case, I guess it brought us closer. Shivaay has begun to open up some of his very personal stuffs. Although not completely, but some here and there. He was sharing his pains with me. Not the entire pain, but some bits here and there. Somewhat, it made me feel happy. I've always wanted my Prince Charming to make me happy by making me listen to some fairy tale or superhero stuffs. Never once I thought that his story of pain will be the ones that makes me feel happy. It gave me a feeling that I mattered in his life. It assured me that Shivaay has accepted me as a part of his life. As his better-half. Letting someone love your bright part is an easy thing, but letting the same person love your dark part is undeniably difficult. He was giving me the privilege to love his dark part, little by little. And it was making me fall harder for him.

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Today is a very important day for all of us. It's the presentation with the client for our Winter's Collection. Oh and yes, today is Day 11 without Shivaay. Today is our ultimatum. The day that will decide whether we had stand on our own foot like those little chicks or not. We really hope that we wouldn't do any mistakes in the presentation. We really want to make Shivaay proud.

Om has asked me to do the presentation since I had did it for our Autumn's collection. Shivaay was there at that time but this time he's not here. I was feeling quite nervous when I stood in front of the clients. Words were being stuck in my throat. Om was beginning to worry. Just then, Jhanvi Aunty, Tia, Mallika and Advaay stepped in along with Gauri. They were there for my moral support. Seeing them brought an immediate relief to me. My courage that was hidden somewhere deep down inside bursted out. I gave my everything for the presentation. I did my best. The clients were quite happy with our presentation and signed the deal right away.

Happiness was at peak for us. We had a group hug after the client left. While being in the group hug, I could see Shivaay standing by the door and was smiling proudly. It's a fragment of my imagination. I know. I've been getting them lately. I dare not to share it with anyone as they might think that I need a therapy right away. I didn't even tell Shivaay about it. He'll be sure to tease me like hell. I guess I'm seeing him because I can't stop thinking about him. Whenever I have to tackle a problem, I make myself think like him. What will Shivaay do if he was here? And it was successful. A little bit of Anika's thought and Shivaay's action made the success today possible.

And as always, Om's belief. Work hard, then party hard. He brought us to some club and the party began. Everyone was there including Jhanvi Aunty. Dadi can't come there of course and Tej Uncle was with Shivaay. I was surrounded by friends and family. I was content. Extremely happy. But I miss Shivaay. Not just now particularly. I miss him each and every moment that passes by.

I don't miss him when I get bored and have nothing to do, but I miss him amidst my busy schedule. I miss him in between my food morsels. I miss him while being with everyone. I shared this to Mumma and she told me that I am deeply in love with my Sadu. She also told me that we might like the person whom we miss when we've got nothing to do, but we truly love the person whom we miss everytime as that person can never leave our mind. I never knew that I can love someone with this much of intensity. It's true indeed, ishq pe hoga yakeen, ishq ho jane ki bad (you'll believe in love only when you have fallen in love). Even if I believed in love way before, but only after falling in it, I believed it more than ever. It's like a fairy tale bliss.

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It's three in the morning and I'm still wide awake. Today is day 16 without Shivaay. Today is different from the rest of the days. Why? Because we didn't talk today. There was not even a single text message from him today. He informed me yesterday that today will be his ultimatum and that he'll be extremely busy. I threw tadi (huge attitude) to him saying that I'll manage and all. But for God's sake, I'm regretting it. I miss him terribly. Its become a routine for me to talk to him and then sleep. To look at his blue-green orbs, to hear his sleepy sexy voice as he would have just got up at that time and his innocent smile which can do wonders to my heart have become my sleeping pills and I'm addicted to them. What should I do now?

I pulled my comforter closer to me and wrapped it around me. I pretended that it was his arms around me. I settled my head into a more comfortable pose on the pillow and pretend that it's his chest, my very own customised pilow, and I also pretend to listen to his heartbeat. His magical heartbeat which has the ability to keep me calm and drift me away into slumber. I tried pretending but it wasn't just working. I got up and sighed. How I wish this distance doesn't exist. I just want to feel his warm embrace and fall on sleep. Urrghh!!!

Just then, I remembered having his coat with me. He left it behind when he had to stayback here. I got down from my bed and rushed to my wardrobe. And there it was. Waiting for me. I quickly grabbed the cost and took in the scent. It smelt like him. I put it on and it felt like his warmth. I hopped onto my bed wearing that within minutes, I was already in dreamland with Shivaay.

- To be continued -

P.S. Guys, I didn't leave a precap as I want to know if you guys want a time lapse on Shivaay's POV or you want me to continue without it. Please do let me know in the comments section. And yes, did you guys liked this?