After hatching the final stroke on the canvas with the spatula Omkara fell on the bed. It was a hectic night. The cool breeze of Dawn swayed over his closed eyes leaving him with a soothing sensation. A smile of self satisfaction lingered on his lips as he recollected the piece of art he just made.
The mischievous sun rays of midday sky touched his face making him frown after playing hide and seek with the long white window curtains.
"Dabb" a pillow hit his face then the familiar giggle he heard. He reached for the known hands and twisted them throwing them on the soft foamy bed, in return he heard the giggle again. He nuzzled on the neck of that familiar person when a voice as melodious as some Piano notes entered his ear canal.
"Om!"
He closed his eyes inhaling her scent, "Anika!" he breathed.
It has been two years since Omkara married Anika and started living separately from his family. Form the very first day when Anika entered his, their life; he always shipped her with his brother. She was feisty, bold and he thought the only one who could question the ways of his business minded, apparently cruel brother. Things changed from then, when his brother unfairly married her and brought her to the house. Her equation with him changed from there. He saw a new Anika, who was fragile, broken, vulnerable who was in need of love. He saw the girl who needs to be handled with care and gentle words rather than being in the list of some high class brute's violent and creepy obsession. He learnt how his brother shattered her threatening to harm her only family in the world, her little brother Sahil. He felt her pain and shared it with her. Although the pain which he had for her in his heart didn't evoked love in him for her. Love blossomed later, gradually.
"Where is Sahil?" he asked her, tucking the locks behind her ear.
"He went to play with his friends." She said keeping her head against his chest.
"Thank you Om." She sighed.
"For what?" he asked.
"For letting me sleep with Sahil. I know you don't like to sleep alone at night, still you did. Thank you so much." Her warm breath lingered on his chest.
Shivay never ever cared for her will, her responsibilities. He was always selfish and self centered, None other than his ego, his so called reputation mattered to him when Om always prioritized her interests, her happiness. Damn. She was again comparing Om with Shivay. She knew and told herself numerous times that as now she has moved on in life, she should not recall him. But she still did. Not because she still loves him, no, not anymore. Omkara has loved her enough that there was no place for any other man in her heart. But she still remembered and compared them.
*
Shivay's brain was infused with Name, blood, lineage from the very first of his childhood that he couldn't see through that ever. Tia's truth blasted his long nurtured believes, Hauling him out from the mirage of a world he was living. There was a huge classy Italian mirror in his room which was one of the symbols of his pride but he truly looked into it, that day for the very first time after being cheated by his oh so classy wife, where he found before him a man heavily disillusioned, blind, cursed. He regretted for not believing Anika, he regretted the days when he behaved like a monster while she was staying in the mansion with them before their divorce. When he tried to destroy her, Omkara saved her. He came as a savior for her, leaving aside their most treasured bond, brotherhood. For Omkara truth mattered the most. He was the just out of the three.
He just needed to say sorry to her once. He needed to ask for forgiveness once. He needed to confront her once. But Omkara never let him went closer to her, EVER.
*
Anika liked to be busy always, she was hardworking and brave. Circumstances never let Anika enter college and complete her study. Her event managing business took a back seat when she joined college with Omkara's support. Omkara always told education is the power to make the change possible. Education earns respect, so she should first finish her study and then with double enthusiasm could jump in her work field which she obliged. In the evening she was sitting on the couch of the living room with Sahil helping him out with his homework as well as doing her own project works. She was jotting down the points on paper which she heard in the class today, when she heard the sound of rotating the front door knobs. Once, Twice. Thrice, it rotated frantically. Confused she went ahead towards the door and looked through the eye-hole. No one. She opened the door and checked the calling bell if it's still ringing or not! To her surprise it was absolutely fine. While she was about to enter her flat, she saw a bunch of her favorite yellow roses over an envelope.
She leaned on the ground and embraced the flowers in her arms along with the envelope. She beamed thinking of Omkara.
Mera pyaar kisi Bandish ki mohtaj nahin (My love is not dependent on any restrictions)- An amused Anika read the note inside the envelope.
*
"Mera pyaar kisi Bandish ki mohtaj nahin" she raised her eyebrows and blinking eyes at Omkara while thrashing a spoonful of chawanprash into his mouth.
"What?" he asked her surprised.
"Thank you for the roses" she shied.
"Roses? Baby what you are talking about?" he chuckled playfully bringing her closer.
When Anika narrated everything to him, the lines of his forehead confirmed he was worried.
"You are going to Sahil's room tonight?" he asked, tightly clutching her to him.
"No, he slept already" she assured.
"I'll talk to Ranveer tomorrow" he stated.
"No, not now. Don't create a mountain out of a molehill and Ranveer is not only an ACP now, he is the husband of your sister. They just got married, let them have some happy times." She shrugged tying her braid with a black hair tying band.
Knowing how much adamant Anika was, Om didn't take the argument ahead but neither he can be with her always nor she will let him be. She was too independent and adamant, but she could be in danger, again. He needed to check the CCTV footage from the security office of the complex which he would do first the next morning he thought.
She landed up on his lap breaking his chain of thoughts.
"Will someone love me now?" she pouted.
The soft whimpers and sighs of ecstasy accelerated his desire for her more and he pounded into her more and more. As he collapsed on her, pecking the soft flesh of her chest he took an oath to himself, no matter what he need to protect and nourish this incredible piece of happiness which he earned after the uncountable numbers of stormy nights and gloomy days.
*
Anika took some time out after three back to back classes and headed towards the canteen for the lunch. She bought a veg thali and put it onto the table. The Paneer curry was watering her mouth. Slurping some drool inside she took a bite of the roti dipped in the curry. "Ummm" she licked the tip of her finger then took a tissue out of the holder and rubbed the remains of curry away. She was about to put that tissue on the table when a write up in black ink caught her sight.
"I am truly, genuinely sorry. Please." It said.
She looked here and there and then she found him peeping through the canteen door. Still as cowardly as he was before. She lowered her eyes and concentrated in the food. She munched another piece of food. Suddenly the yum curry tasted sour to her. She looked up at him again. He was still there. He looked different, she narrowed her eyes. Where has gone his trade mark Armani suits? Where was his patent hair style? There he was standing on the edge of the Canteen door looking devastated with his uncombed hair wearing a simple Tee. Although she tried to look indifferent still it affected her. She walked towards him counting steps.
Did he send the flowers yesterday? She thought to her while reaching him.
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