Author's Note: This isn't exactly an OS. I just wanted to pen down what Shiva and Raavi must have been feeling when Shiva won the competition. This is the first time I have written something like this so please excuse any errors. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Hope you guys like it. Happy Reading!!!

******

"And the winner of 'Rising Business Of Gujarat' is SHIVA PANDYA," the host announced as Shiva exhaled deeply. He had won. The guy who had been too scared to even enter the competition had won. It took him a moment to realise what was going on. Is this all a dream? His gaze was drawn to his Raavi, who was cheering for him in the audience with her toothy smile. His Chipkali.

She was the one who believed in him when he himself had given up. She was the one who was always there for him in his hard times, encouraging him, believing in him and most importantly being there for him whereas the others only came to praise him when he achieved something. Then she'd take a step back and let his other family members take center stage, fading into the background. She had always preferred to stay in the background and watch him share his joy and happiness with the others. However, not today. Today's victory does not belong solely to Shiva Pandya. This victory belongs to Raavi Ka Shiva. And Shiva would make certain that Raavi was by his side, basking in the glory of his...no, their...victory.

******

Raavi kept her fingers crossed as she waited for the host to announce the winner. As the host announced Shiva's name, Raavi squealed unable to contain her excitement. She knew he had it in him; all he needed was a little push and he could achieve all the success in the world. Her Shiva had won. She stood there watching him for a brief moment as he looked at the host in disbelief. As realisation dawned on him, he looked at her, and she smiled broadly at him to assure him that this was not a dream but a reality, a beautiful reality. She applauded and cheered for him as he was presented with the trophy and cheque. Her Shiva was finally given the credit he deserved for his talent and dedication. Her Bandar.

She recalled the day when he had thought of withdrawing his application from the competition because he believed he couldn't compete with those degree-holding businessmen who owned large shops in Gujarat. However, she had always known that Shiva was a worthy competitor in this competition. His unique ideas, along with his heartfelt words, helped him win this competition.

Raavi watched with pride as her Shiva went to the podium to give his speech, "Hello sabko, Thankyou mujhe itna support karne ke liye, judges mujhpar bharosa karne ke liye. Thankyou mere pariwar ko mujhe support karne ke liye. Lekin aaj ki yeh jeet sirf meri nahi hai koi aur bhi hai jo iss trophy ka haqdar hai aur main usse stage pe bulana chahunga aur woh hai meri Chipkali. Aana stage pe," he called out to her.

Raavi sat in her seat, unable to move, as the audience looked around for the person known as Chipkali. She had never been recognized for the work she would do. Even at Pandya Niwas, Dhara Di was the ideal bahu whom everyone sang praises of and Rishita was the girl who was praised for even the smallest of achievements just because she was the daughter of a rich man adjusting to this middle-class family. On the other hand, nobody would ever notice Raavi who would do all the chores of the house, handle the store, doing all the work alone. When there were parties, the others would dance and have a good time while she was in the kitchen cooking and washing dishes. But today,  seeing her husband give her credit for his victory made her feel special. She looked at Shiva, who had now approached her seat and had extended his hand to her. She smiled brightly as she held his hand and joined him on stage.

"Yeh hai meri Chipkali, meri patni. Woh kehte hai na jab kisi insaan ki jeet hoti toh woh sirf uski akele ki nahi hoti, uske peeche aur bohot log hote hai, unki mehnat hoti hai, unki duayein hoti hai. Chahe woh mere dil mein base mere Papa ho ya mera Pandya Pariwar ho. Lekin ek insaan hai jisne mujhpar mujhse bhi zyaada bharosa kiya. Jisne din raat baithke mere saath competition ki taiyari ki. Jisne har ghadi mein mera saath diya. Woh hai mere Jigar ka Tukda, mera Pyaar. Iss Shiv ki Shakti, meri Raavi. I love you Raavi."

Raavi couldn't hold back her tears as she hugged Shiva, not caring if other people were watching or if they were live on national television because at this moment she was in her Shiva's arms and there is nowhere else she would want to be.

Shiva held her closer and kissed her forehead as he thanked Somnath a millionth time for bringing Raavi into his life, his biggest cheerleader, his biggest support system, his everything.
 

**********