Hola guys🤗
I present to you AnuPrerna which according to literal translation means a source of inspiration. This one is a precap inspired composition😉
The plot remains quite similar as RiKara's newly budding relationship of husband and wife.
Proofread by @Rikara94
Dedicated to @TasnimRodela because it feels very special when she reads and comments to my works even before receiving the link in PM ... thank you for all your appreciation tasnim
& jyoti I know you read it about more than half but mujhe ek achha elaborate comment chaahiye😳
Sanskaari around the edges. Hope you enjoy it
Happy RiKara Reading!
ANUPRERNA
"Dekhiye Mr. Mehta, Main aapko aakhri baar keh raha hoon ke main aapki gallery mein koi exhibition nahi karna chahta. Omkara was literally tired of denying Ajay Mehta's offer time and again.
"Mr. Oberoi, Aap humaari simple si baat samajhna kyon nahi chahte ... aapke saare chahne waale aapki paintings aur sculptures dekhna chahte hain... we have a lot of pressure from the Artist Kara Fandom. Humaari gallery ko bhi bohot nuksaan ho raha hain Ajay was adamant of convincing Omkara Singh Oberoi.
"Aisa toh bilkul bhi nahi hain ke main iklauta artist hoon jiske saath aap kaam karte hain, aapki gallery mein aur bhi artists hain ... unse kahiye exhibition conduct kare ... aapka aur nuksaan nahi hoga. Omkara tried to give a solution.
" Aur aapke nuksaan ka kya Mr. Oberoi? Ajay was losing his mind.
"Mere nuksaan ka toh aapko andaza bhi nahi hain. Omkara said irrefutably.
Gauri who had been standing near the door for quite some time chose to eavesdrop their conversation against her habit because she was really excited to know that Omkara is officially getting back to his work. She did not know what kind of an artist he is because in the six months of RiKara life she was not able to meet the Soulful Kara but right now she was really excited.
Her happiness was short-lived because of Omkara's refusal which was more of denial and escapism of him from himself. The Ajay-Omkara conversation continued for quite some time but she was distracted as his words kept whirring in her mind ... " Mere nuksaan ka toh aapko andaza bhi nahi hain. Gauri was deeply hurt. She knew that her husband can be Angry Kara, Confused Kara , Sad Kara but never he will give up. Gauri put up with a man who can get baselessly angry and senselessly crazy and she loved him no matter what but when she saw his head lowered with fear gripping him ... anxiety taking over him. She admitted that she was hating him.
" Aap exhibition kyon nahi karna chahte? Gauri barged in the room and yelled at him as soon as Mr. Ajay Mehta left.
" Tumne humaari baatein suni? Ab kya tumhe manners sikhaane padenge Gauri? Omkara was behaving cranky ... all his frustration directed towards Gauri.
" Aap seedhe seedhe humaari baat ka jawaab dijiye! . A wide eyed Gauri was all prepared to murder Om there and then.
" Mujhe Koi kaam nahi karna Gauri ... Mujhe nahi lagta ke ab kuch bhi paint ya sculpt karne ke liye ... I am good enough! Om was sad ... his heart was breaking.
" Omkaraji aap aisa kyon keh rahe hain ... aise haar kyon maan rahe hain? Aaphine humaare liye humaari maa ki tasveer banaai thi naa ... woh kitni sundar hain bilkul asli jaisi. Gauri tried convincing him with her nave attempt.
" Tum samajh nahi rahi ho Gauri ... Woh sirf ek sketch thha jo maine photograph dekh ke bana diya ... working for an exhibition is a difficult task. Omkara sat on the edge of the bed with his face in his palms.
Gauri understood that it is absolutely meaningless to talk to Omkara right now ... a version of banging her head in the wall. All her Mad Kara experience guided her to shut her mouth but the situation had to be under her control ... it was not affordable for him to lose this opportunity. She stormed out of the room, jumped down the stairs and ran across the hall to reach the parking area where Ajay was about to sit in his car. Falling short of breathe she managed to stop him.
" Ajay ji aap chinta mat kijiye ... Omkaraji aapke saath kaam zarur karenge ... kal subah tak ka waqt dejiye humme ... hum mana hi lenge unhe she managed to hush trying to calm down her senses.
" Theek hain Mrs. Oberoi agar aap itne yakeen se keh rahi hain ... toh main aapko bhi ek mauka deta hoon, you see your husband is damn good when executing his work ... hum nahi chahte ke woh humaare saath kaam na kare Ajay assured Gauri and left.
Gauri went to talk to Jahnvi immediately hoping that a mother can rescue when the son is tending to fall.
" Humme kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha Maa ... Kya kare hum? Hum Omkaraji ko aise nahi dekh sakte. Tears started brimming to her eyelids.
" Om bohot sensitive hain Gauri ... aur usse bhi zyada ziddi. Usse kisi bhi baat ke liye convince karna bohot difficult kaam hain. Jahnvi explained pondering upon how her son has changed not for good.
" Om pehle aisa bilkul nahi thha Gauri ... zyada bolna uski aadat bilkul nahi hain lekin he was very expressive. Jahnvi insisted that Gauri should have a look at all his different creations and works and so she told Khanna to bring all the finished and unfinished sculptures and canvases from Om's studio.
Gauri slit the knife through the duct tape of yet another card board box to have a look at the differently sized sketch books. She was mesmerized by how effortlessly aggressive all his expressions seemed to be... No wonder how and why Ajay Mehta is hell bent on working with Omkara.
" Yeh sab toh mera saman hain, Ghar par kisne mangwaya? Omkara asked walking into the room.
" Maa ne Khanna ji ko kaha thha kyonki hum aapka kaam dekhna chahte thhe. Gauri said gesturing him to sit beside her.
Om sat and felt nostalgic seeing clay, charcoal, wood, broken pencils and some unfinished paintings. He started telling Gauri about the ideas of his creations.
"Aapko pata hain Omkaraji ... ek kalakar bhale hi apni kala se mooh mod le, koi bhi kala apne kalakar ko nahi chhodti ... aapne apne liye inn kaagazo aur rango ko nahi chuna ... aapki kala ne aapko chuna hain.
Omkara who wanted to talk more describing his paintings was now gaping at her ... who looked into his eyes innocently. He knew she is so right.
" Aap itni aasaani se haar nahi sakte Omkaraji ... ek sachhi koshish toh kijiye, hum aapke saath hain... she held his hand to weave their fingers.
" Ab mann hi nahi karta Gauri ... pata hain pichhle chhe mahino mein bohot kuch hua ... Dad ne mom ko waapas dhoka dene ki koshish ki, Mom ne apne aap ko hi jala liya thha ... Mujhe Svetlana se sagaai karni padi ... ,Maine tumse shaadi karli uske baad Svetlana phir se planning plotting karne aa gayi ... aur Buamaa wala kaand ... " Gauri was literally horrified realizing that how much Omkara had been through which because the core reason of him behaving rigid.
" Apni problems khud sort out karna chahta thha main ... strong banna chahta thha par mujhse meri hi zindagi bardasht nahi ho rahi ab ... samajh mein hi nahi aataa kya karu aur kya nahi ... Omkara was teary eyed.
"Apni zindagi sambhalte sambhalte apne aapko khone ki bilkul zarurat nahi hain Omkaraji ... aapko apne kaam se bohot pyaar hain naa, uss pyaar par haq jataaiye phir jo sahi lage woh kijiye ... Gauri conveyed her belief.
"Itna aasaan nahi hain Gauri ... ke bass pencils uthaayi aur draw karna shuru kar diya ... ek artist ko inspiration ki zarurat hoti hain. Omkara stated his dilemma
" Achha toh humme yeh bataaiye ke aakhir yeh exhibition hain kis cheez ka? Gauri wanted to help. Omkara explained to her that the art gallery is working to exhibit the contrast of the 21st century to the ruling period of Mauryan dynasty and Om has to begin with sculpting a modern day VISHKANYA'.
"VISHKANYA??? Ab yeh kaunsi chirraiyya hain? Kaha rehti hain? Aap bataaiye toh hum abhi dharke laate hain . Gauri was confused and Om just chuckled.
"Koi chirraiyya nahi hain Gauri ... ek zehrila khoobsurat sach hain ... Om said making her even more confused ... " Matlab woh naag nagin waali serial ki heroine jaisi? Gauri questioned scratching her temple and Om had to laugh out loud.
Now that Gauri got away from Om ... she wanted to have some time for herself to find out who exactly a Vishkanya is? With the help of her internet chachi she learnt that Vishkanyas were young beautiful women who were trained to seduce and assassin influential people with their consumed slow poison in ancient India. Gauri was a bit frightened after knowing this concept but she was impatient to help Om. What is she supposed to do now?
" Matlab Chulbul Bhabhi aapko apne darling husband ko seduce karna padega! Gauri jolted listening to Rudra's suggestion who seemed to appear out of no where.
" Aise kyon bol rahe ho Rudra, hum apne pati ko zeher thodi denge! Gauri gulped while sweat beaded on her forehead.
" Arre bhabhi main thodi keh raha hoon O ko poison dedo ... Main keh raha hoon inspiration do, O ko aapki khoobsurti ka ehsaas dilaao ... usse acche se seduce karo. Rudra said to Gauri faking his best sensuous tone.
" Hum aise kaise ... Omkaraji ... hum unko ... hum kaise karenge? Gauri was fumbling nervously
" Arre arre O aapka pati hain naa ... toh aap hi jaake seduce karo ... main thodi naa kar sakta hoon! Rudra irritatingly pulled his hair.
The situation was very uneasy for Gauri but she knew that Rudra's idea was good and that it would work because it was going to take just a slight push for Omkara to get back to his business.willingly and unwillingly Gauri agreed to Rudra after which Rudra showed to her a whole new wadrobe of body con dresses and strap heels seeing all of which Gauri felt even more dizzy ... " Yeh sab rehne do Rudra ... hum apne hisaab se kaam karenge, tum bass humaari madad karna. Gauri said thinking about a new plan ... "Your wish my command Bhabhi!. Rudra was so excited to see DABANG GAURI in action.
It was in the afternoon that Om had talked to Gauri and since then she has become invisible, it was getting dark ... Om was really worried. He frantically searched for her in the whole house but she was nowhere to be seen and suddenly his phone starts ringing and fortunately its Gauri calling. He receives the call to be terrified again ...
" Omkaraji ... hum yaha .. please humaari madad kijiye ... bachaaiye ... humme darr lag raha hain ... aapke studio mein ... dard ho raha hain ... Gauri cut the call with these broken words and gave Rudra a hiFi.
Here Om was scared out of his wits ... he understood Gauri was in his studio and had again invited some sort of trouble. He grabbed his car keys and ran ... he reached his studio to find the place affectedly silent and he called for Gauri ... did not hear her voice but some kind of slow music.
Raat Ka Nasha Abhi
Aankh Se Gaya Nahin
What his eyes saw was very difficult for him to process and believe. There stood Gauri leaning against one of his canvas frames biting her lower lip, with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Her petite body draped in a delicious shade of Pink ... the saree highlighting her curves perfectly which made him question his own sanity. What kind of a husband is he that he was not able to decipher his bold and beautiful wife ... in the few moments of his fading wisdom he understood that all of it had to be a part of some intentional conspiracy. He wished to be angry but then her tempting slow dance moves took over ...
Tere Bina Bhi Kabhi
Tujhse Machal Leti Hoon
Karvat Badalti Hoon To
Sapna Badal Leti Hoon
The kind of sharpness her eyes possessed, the way every angle of her body swayed to the rhythm was making him hard with anticipation ... she kept teasing him hiding and seeking through the curtains, walking past the tinted glass frame. He wanted to catch hold of her, touch her, kiss her and claim her even if it meant to be against the paint splashed floor and walls of his studio. He never admitted that she had any effect on him but now he himself realizes the gravity of the effect. Her dark pink saree was more than enough to trouble him but now seeing her drenched was proving to be lethal for him. The fabric gone transparent ... literally leaving nothing for him to imagine... as droplets of water trickled down her body ... her proportions seemed fuller.
Tere Gale Milne Ke
Mausam Bade Hote Hain
Janmon Ka Vaada Koi
Yeh Gham Bade Chhote Hain
She lay on the floor with her navel exposed as the Saree beautifully lay layered on her side. Touching and teasing herself the way she wants him to do painting herself in his kind of deep red. Omkara was flattered realizing that his woman was hell of a seductress ... there was no escaping for her now. he knew her intentions whatever they may be ... had to be right but he was no way having any mutual feeling, his imagination just got sexier.
Raat Ka Nasha Abhi
Aankh Se Gaya Nahin
He held her and heaved her into him ... her wet form pressed against his as his hand trailed down her shoulder then chest gripping her stomach. She has anticipated proximity but she was dying in his embrace now. he kept admiring the beautiful her ... she was losing wanting him to make wild passionate love to her ... their breathes warmed up each other, the intensity was scorching... she hid herself in him ...his hands wandered on her body.
Suddenly Rudra caught her attention who was jumping in the other end of the room with two paint brushes in his hands and Gauri remembered her plan. Husband Kara had to get back to work tonight and she ended up behaving her mad deep crazy love. She tried to separate herself from him squirming but he was in no mood to behave reasonable. She had come well prepared .. she clutched the buttons of his shirt to force his lips onto hers and then murmur ...
" Jitna ho sake durr rahiye humse janaab ... beintehaan mohhabat zindagi se ki jaati hain ... maut se nahi.
Om stood enthralled not able to believe what she had done for him. A succulent scrumptious being of poison ivy she depicted. His grip over her loosened as his thoughts raced. She stepped back to run away as he was curious to carve the slender ... mould the mound. For a muse so captivating as Gauri ... she deserved an expression replenished. This adrelenin rush was good enough for him ... his dopamine levels soared and he knew he would not be able to sleep until and unless a Vishkanya dwelled in his studio.
She was stumbling in every corner of the Oberoi Mansion the very next morning because of her continuous unfounded thoughts. She was prepared to be close to Omkara after all he is her husband but now that she knew how his stroke and breathe felt like, she was behaving no less than a maniac. The contact of their skin was energizing ... dangerously energizing. She rushed into her room to find a safety pin for her duppata which kept slithering down her shoulder proudly showing of the deep neckline of her red kurta . she fidgeted in the drawers when he stepped out of the shower and she stopped breathing seeing how rugged and luring he looked with his white kurta clinging around his soaked chest and water dripping from his hair. Adding to it ... old spice was coaxing her breathe.
She stood up and was about to leave when her name in his voice forced her to pause and again her disobedient duppata slid down her shoulder hinting her cleavage to him as he had managed to tower her in a few steps. He held her face, his fingers tracing her cheek bones as he moves closest for their lips to meet but then gets to peck and bite her cheek as she turns her face shyly feeling restless as she sweetly moans. He softly gripped her hair forcing her to look at him when suddenly Dadi is calling for all her OBahus. Reluctantly separating herself from him she pulls a folded bedsheet to cover herself her duppatta long forgotten on the floor ... as now even the Dori of her backless Kurta was bravely open, all thanks to her Jatadhari. He grins realizing how he makes her behave ... she is crazy for him ...
Rudra was relaying behind Om across the house when the elder one was busy discussing some important presentation matter with Ajay and then finalizing the exhibition date.
" What is wrong with you Rudra? Om was annoyed.
"Yeh dekho O! Rudra showed him Gauri's recorded dance performance and Om lost his cool...
" FHAT THE WUCK RUDRA!!! You recorded Gauri ... Bhabhi hain woh teri! Om smacked his head.
"Aapne mujhe samajhke kya rakha hain O. main good boy hoon maine Bhabhi ka dance performance nahi dekha ... maine toh music play kiya thha ... yeh recording aapke studio ke CCTV ki hain. Rudra rested his case
Om was quite baffled realizing that Rudy had played an evident role of the best supporting actor in the first ever intimate RiKara moment ... he had to thank his idea because of which he was able to realize how versatile his wife is.
" But O Bhabhi was looking so hot yesterday! Rudra's jaw was dropping now
"SHUT UP RUDRA Om had to shout knowing Rudra will remain Rudra ...
" Sach hi bol raha hoon aap mujhe shut up shut up naa karo ... kal maine aap dono ki jo help ki hain naa uske liye STAR PARIVAAR AWARDS waalo ko mujhe BEST BHAI & BEST DEVAR ka award dena chahiye! Rudra was highly reactive and Omkara burst out laughing.
RESPONSE AWAITED GUYS
Kumkum Bhagya
Anupamaa
