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I stood paralysed as I spotted him from the balcony of the room in the resort where I am staying. Nothing about him changed except perhaps his hair which looked longer and straight. He stretched his arms leisurely before he picked up the coffee and began sipping it while looking at the beautiful scenery of Manali.
My room was placed diagonal to his and so I am sure he could not see me. I sat back in the armchair in the balcony as I carefully observed the man I used loved earnestly.
No man can treat a woman as good as Omkara Singh Oberoi treats his woman. He is sensitive, caring, sensible, liberal, understanding, broad minded, chivalrous and loving. Even a customized man cannot be as perfect as him. He is as much passionate as he is vigilant. He is as blither as he is stubborn.
If not for the cracks that his past left in him, I wonder if he would have been more self assured and free to love. On the other hand, I also wonder if it wasn't for his cheating father, alcoholic mother and rebellious childhood would he be the virtuous person that he is today.
To be loved by Omkara in itself is an art. He always keeps the woman with him the first priority both on and off the bed. I can still feel shivers run down my body when I imagine being touched by his callous hands. It is like a sculpture sculpturing his master piece. Steady, attentive and sensual. Truly was I fooling myself all these months that I have forgotten him and moved on?
Second chances doesn't come to many or do they? Not all will be willing to acknowledge second chance. Now, should I? Is Omkara my happily ever after?
I admired the man as he slowly drawled his tongue over his lips to have the last taste of the coffee that he emptied. There are few things about a man you learn by living with him. Like how I know every time Omakara pins his hair into a bun and dons his spectacle he is up for working in his studio for days and nights. When he is biting his lower lip and staring at a point narrowing his eyebrows then he is thinking of something that is giving him pain. When he cracks his neck a couple of times rubbing his elbow frequently, like how he is doing now, means that he had wild sex previous night. The last thought brought a visible gasp from me. Is Omkara here with a woman?
As if on cue the door attached to the balcony opened, a young woman wearing a very long over sized white kurta, which I surely know to be his, emerged out yawning.
I saw Omkara's face break into an idyllic smile as he extended his hand to pull the woman into his warm embrace. She was admiring the scenic beauty of the Manali Mountains, when Omkara was busy moving each strand of the woman's hair carefully to one side of her shoulder. When he was satisfied with what he did, he bent his head to place kisses there. This earned a playful slap from the tiny woman. She turned to look at him with an amused look, but Omkara held her strong in his arms as he whispered something in her ear. This made the woman hide her flushed face in her palms and I saw Omkara grinning heartily.
Their moment was so intimate and I felt like an intruder of their private heaven. Who is this woman?
I didn't have to wait a second more for the answer as Omkara's lips had moved her Kurta down on one side of her shoulder and the famous symbol of a married woman, magalsutra, was visible even from distance.
Months ago, there were rumours of Omkara being married. The same magazines also spread the news, few months later, that they are separated. Is it a farce? Is this tiny woman wrapped in his arms Mrs.Omkara Singh Oberoi? Is she the village belle, Gauri, married to the elusive artist?
Smile. Not just his lips even his eyes held the impact of the smile and the happiness that traversed in his heart.
She was trying to escape his hold when he pulled her back in arms lifted her off the floor laughing.
Laughter is alien to the Omkara I know. He holds everything inside him. His anger, misery, love, happiness everything. For the first time I see him laugh carelessly, childishly, without any inhibition. I saw a glimpse of what she is doing with his life.
Omkara might have been my happily ever after if only I had not broken our five year old relationship with a single silly act of mine. But that wouldn't have been fair to him, because Gauri is Omkara's happily ever after. Now, the only sensible thing that I can do is to not break the dream castle that he has built for himself.
"Hello. I said as I called the reception of the resort. "I am calling from room 113. I would like to check out from my room ASAP. Yes, the name is Ridhima Nanda.
Liked the twist???
Long back I read a OS in IPKKND forum which was from hero's ex girlfriend's POV. So, gonna confess this is inspired from that OS. Don't remember the OS's name though.
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