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<Scene 8>: Surprise Visitor
Gauri was lying in bed deeply lost in thoughts. She still didn't change the clothes and was still in the saree. She was recollecting all what happened in the morning. She touched the maang and felt the sindoor still there. She was wondering if his act was intentional or unintentional. She couldn't buy that he was considering that non-marriage as marriage. Whatever it is, her secret wish to her sankar ji has been completed.
Omkaara was restless and he wanted to meet gauri once again. "She will think am a mad person to meet her at this time", he thought. He came near the room to found the window slightly open. He controlled his temptation to sneak through the windows. That's not manners. Door was also open. He knocked the door and opened fully. There lay gauri in the same white saree which had his red err..whatever prints.. His heart gave a rejoiced tone thinking she didn't change only to keep his nishani. Gauri quickly got up and stood by the bed..
"Omkaaraji, aap is wakt...?"
His eyes were still going through the finger prints near her bossom and hips.. She was waiting for him to complete his glancing. Finally he landed on her eyes.
"Oh, mujhe kuch chahiye.. nahi kuch baat poochna tha.."
"Pehle yeh batao.. tumhe kyun nahi change nahi kiye??"
"Aap bhi batayiye, aapne apni kapde badal dhi.. par gale saaf nahi kiya??"
Om was caught in his own trap. He avoided the question with a awkward glance.
"Mujhe pata hai.. mere ko koi hak nahi banta.. par pir bhi.. tumhe kuch help chahiye.. tumhari mom ki treatment ke liye.. yar fir kisi cheez keliye zaroorat hai tumhe..?" He asked with a hidden message.
Thinking of Sankar ji, "Jee nahi.. Mere liye help karne ke liye koi hai.. woh pal pal mein humari khayal rakthe hai"
OM was lost in thoughts.. he was confused about the mixed signals she was sending.. one side she dint change the saree.. other side she says there is someone..
"Koun hai woh"
"hai koi jisme humhe pura viswaas hai..Uski wajah se hum zinda hai aaj"
OM was almost convinced that she indeed has someone in heart.. She has moved on.. That unconditional/unrequited love has all gone... How could she tell words which are as heavy as life and suddenly leave all of those in a short span. This is bad. OM suddenly his soul has become heavy on himself.. His life has always thrown on harsh realities on him. He was deprived of the affection from their parents wholeheartedly... of honest love from woman he loved wholeheartedly and stayed as one woman man.. and now his last hope is gone too... It's not that she is the only girl in the world came the defensive reply from his heart.. But she is special came an offensive reply.. Alas, he is not the one who is keen on going after women...
Gauri was totally unaware of the conversations both the faction of his heart was having.
"Omkaara ji, aap ki ek cheez rahi gayi thi.. humhare paas.. ek minute wait keejiye.."
"Kya"
She took out the rudraksh mala that he used to wear always.
"Aap humhare paas ey mala diye the..Sultana madam aur aapki shaadi ki ek din pehle.. Phir aap bhool gaye. Jab hum chal rahe the.. yeh humaare paas aagaya.."
"Yeh mala mujhe kaafi pasand thi.. mein isse doond raha thaa.. teek hai meri ek request hai.. kya tum karaogi..??"
"Kya hai"
"apni haat se pehnao.."
She was wondering why his behavior changed suddenly. When she came to O.Mansion, she was expecting that same hatred betrayal filled looks from him. She never thought he would give her love vibes.. She was controlling her heart from getting over excited and reacted blank to his request..
"Yeh kya baat hui.." She turned back..
"Agar yeh mala dena hai. .toh mujhe pehnao warna nahi chahiye.."
She saw the smiling moorthi of her sankar ji.. "Yeh kya kar rahein aap?? Har waqt mujhe iski or keech keechne wapas phek dete aap..Ab is baar kya karne ke liye yeh sab kar rahe aap"
Omkaara moved closer to her only an inch apart.. She could feel the warmth of his body from this distance. She closed her eyes and tried to control her feeling.. "Jaldi pehna de Gauri.. pehan kar.. isse yahan se nikalwade.. yeh teek nahi hai.." she was talking in her heart..
She turned back only to stare at his chest. She didn't have courage to look into his eyes.. she was clutching the mala so tight that the rudraksh might actually tear apart.. Without lifting her eyes. She raised her hand.. OM was in a middle of a rush of feelings.. He wanted to tighten that face towards his chest.. she was so petite and tiny in front of his well built structure. He inclined towards her shoulders to be easy for her to put the mala around his neck.. she was not able to take this.. he is breathing her up literally and her hands were shivering... She gathered courage somehow and draped the mala around his neck.. He was breathing inside her soft hair and would not lift his head up. She could feel the pricky stubble brushing against the chin.. "No" She closed the eyes and pushed him aside.. OM was feeling very disappointed as if his beautiful dream has been stopped in between..
<To be Cont>