Okay. This chapter took a long time to write. I kept getting stuck again and again. It was supposed to be impactful so I had to write it very carefully.
the flashback is in italics.
Chapter 3: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/135395045
Chapter 4.
"sir that's the extent of all the losses we are about to suffer."
"any news on whether this case which has reopened is genuine?"
"sir, we are looking into it. We are trying to find out who reopened this case though."
Any other time Shivay would have reprimanded his employees for being slow but right now he didn't have it in him. He just nodded, which took his employees by surprise. One of them asked him slightly fearful, "sir, are you okay?"
Shivay looked up a bit taken aback. did he appeared so tired that even his employees were noticing it? He firmly assured them that he was fine and asked them to get back to their work.
Just then he got a call from Siddhart.
"yes"
"Shivay, I have news for you."
Shivay's stopped breathing. Another bad news? Was Omkara okay? Had there been another attempt on his life? Rudra was there, was he fine?
"relax Shivay", Siddhart said sensing his friend's worry from the sudden tense silence on the other end. "breath. Everything is fine. I have good news. Your brother just woke up."
If happiness had a face, it would surely be what Shivay looked like right at the moment. He was relieved, happy and content all at the same time. His heart ached literally and he put his free hand on his chest to soothe the pain but he was still smiling. The ache hurt but it was sweet.
"shivay...hey, are you there?"
Shivay was pulled out of his happy bliss by Siddhart's voice on the phone.
"uhm...yeah...still here."
"okay listen I know how paranoid you are regarding Omkara's medicines right now so I have sent the prescription of his medicines to your office. I figured you would want to personally go and buy them."
Shivay smiled. "yes. I'll get them and come to the hospital."
When Shivay walked out of the pharmacy the sunlight hit him directly. As he tried to clear his vision, it instead started blurring. he started walking towards his car which was parked on the other side of the road. He was suddenly hit with regret for not getting his security. He had been so paranoid that somebody might figure out where he was going and temper with the medicines in the pharmacy itself. he knew it was stupid, but he was so scared right now of making a mistake.
Shivay Singh Oberoi who prided himself for his motto of Naam, Paisa, Power'.
Naam gave him pride which was destroyed on the day of his sham of a wedding.
Paisa gave him control which he was losing right now. Things had gone downhill and he could not control anything.
And power. He could have scoffed. His brother had met with and accident and had been admitted in the hospital and he had been power less to do anything. His brother had been in pain as he lay there and he had been powerless to even take away that hurt.
The sounds around him were becoming distant somehow. Was someone honking? As his senses came to focus again he heard the loud honk of a truck. Before he could even turn to the sound he felt a hand pull him forcefully and he swirled around only to come to a stop on the divider where he felt arms wrap around him. Half out of reflex, half out of instinct he hugged the other body dearly to his. Even before his mind could zero down on the identity of the person, his heart knew. She felt warm in his arms. She felt like she belonged there.
After a moment, he heard her ask, "are you okay?"
And with that suddenly with a jolt every memory of hers came back crashing on to him. His eyes snapped open and in the next instant he had pushed her away. His body was being pulled towards her by her mere presence but he restrained himself. He forced himself to remember her last words to him.
He had got a call from her. She had said she was not coming and cut the call. He hadn't believed her. He had refused to believe she was not coming even though everyone was telling him so. And then he had left to bring her. Ask her what had happened in the last five hours for her to refuse to come to her own wedding.
When he had parked his car and walked to her small house he had already made up a list of questions to ask her. He would demand an explanation for this stupid joke. And then when he had reached the open door of her house he had received the shock of his life.
His to be bride, dressed in the designer lehenga that he had gifted her for today was getting engaged to that no class neighbor of hers. It didn't make sense. Just a few hours ago she was telling him of her dreams for the future on the phone and now here she was putting a ring on somebody else's finger.
He stormed in and smacked the ring thali to the floor. He caught hold of her hand and pulled out the ring which had now replaced his. and with that he started pulling her towards the door hell bent on taking her to their wedding venue even if he had to by force.
His anger right now knew no bounds. he heard her let out a scream from the pain his grip was causing her. He wanted to crush her wrist harder but he closed his eyes to calm his rage down. He loved her. She loved him. There had to be an explanation for this bizarre scenario.
He heard her telling him to let go of her. But he didn't want to. Before he could turn to face her, she used all her might and pulled her hand out of his grip with one jerk. Her bangles broke. The pieces pierced her skin. They pierced his skin too. But he just fisted his hand hurting himself further. Anika looked down at his hand and he saw tears fall from her eyes.
"leave."
"explain this to me." Shivay said with his voice trembling from controlling his rage.
"it's as you can see. I am getting engaged."
"no. you are getting married to me today."
"no I am not."
Shivay could feel the pain radiating from her. It pained him too. He stepped towards her and lifted his hand to touch her face. But she stepped back. Shivay felt his throat dry. He just croaked out one word, "why?"
He saw her close her eyes. Was it because she was in pain?
"because I hate you."
If years of suffering shocks and handling the toughest of situations hadn't thought Shivay to stand in the face of them, he would have lost the strength in his legs. He looked at her completely bewildered.
"you hurt me. Time and again. You made me cry. You were the reason I almost lost Sah...my brother." He hadn't missed her voice faltering then. Because he was attuned to listen to everything the other person said in detail, so that later he could use those words to his benefit. But right now all he could see was her crying as her brother lied in the bed unconscious. It had been his fault. She was right.
"you tried to break me."
"you forgave me." Shivay said. But his voice was distant.
"no. I didn't. I wanted to hurt..." again her voice faltered. She took a deep breath and started again, "I wanted to hurt you the way you hurt me."
"you love me?" it was a question. But Shivay wasn't there. There was a wired white haze that was blurring out everything in his mind.
"I don't"
It felt like someone had stabbed his heart with a knife and it was being churned in.
He didn't ask her anything. He could see her eyes trying to tell him something but he couldn't understand. He just walked out only to go to his car and clutch his chest. It hurt and he felt like clawing that stupid organ out for it hurt so much.
He had gone home and locked himself inside his room. He didn't cry. He just sat there silently. He wanted to cry but the tears were not coming. Maybe he had killed his tear glands when he was small. He never cried. Shivay Singh Oberoi never let even a single tear escape his eye.
He saw her trying to touch his hand. He jerked it away. Without even sparing her a glance he walked away towards his car. She followed him.
"are you okay?" she asked again.
"do you care?"
He wanted to turn to her. Shake her till she came back to him. hug her till she could no more stay away from him. she had hurt him yet seeing her and not being able to touch her hurt more. He closed his eyes. His priority was his brother who had woken up today. He wouldn't waste a single moment here on her.
He got into the car. She got in the other seat.
"get out"
"what I said that day was not the truth."
Shivay froze. His heart soared. But then his mind took over. This was a lie too. A sharp pang hit his heart again. He closed his eyes and gritted out, "why are you trying now? It's too late. Anything you say now, I won't believe it."
"Believe me Shiv. Please let me explain." Anika pleaded, tears flowing from her eyes.
"I heard about Om."
"get out" Shivay said through gritted teeth. Somehow he hated the fact that she had mentioned his brother. She didn't deserve to talk about him.
"Shivay, please." Anika hopelessly tried for the last time. She knew she had already lost this battle.
"I said OUT!!"
His anger startled her. She stared at him for a moment. Then slowly she moved out. As she stood there she saw the window roll up and just like that Shivay was gone. And with him a piece of heart.
"have I really given up a piece of my heart to save the rest?" she whispered to herself. "you looked so tired. Please be well from now on Shivay. If hating me makes you feel better than hate me. I am sorry. It was a choice I had to make and even now I can't tell you. Not after what happened to Om."
Shivay parked his car and he touched his head to the steering wheel. He needed a coffee. His body was screaming for sleep. May be after meeting Om he'd take a small nap. He smiled. Omkara had woken up. Everything would be fine now.
"O, should I tell you a joke?"
"so what were you telling till now?" Om asked acting mock surprised.
"how mean O! me trying to study is not a joke." Rudra said with a pout.
Omkara slowly picked up his hand and ruffled Rudra's hair slightly.
Rudra in turn just gave Om the puppy look.
"how is dadi?"
"she woke up yesterday. I called Priyanka and told her that you woke up too. Did you two have a pact or something?"
Om just flicked his head and then cried out from the pain it caused his own arm. Rudra immediately grabbed his hand. They both looked at each other and then burst out laughing.
When Shivay reached the door he could hear muffled laughter from behind the closed door. He looked in through the glass window of the door and smiled. Just as he was about to open the door his phone rang. He removed his hand from the door handle and attended his call.
"Sir, we came to know who was the one who gave media the news of Omkara sir's rehab stint."
The news made his earlier happy mood go up in smoke. His grip on the phone tightened.
"and?" he asked. He could see Rudra animatedly telling Omkara something. He lowered his eyes so as to not lose the focus he needed right now.
"Sir, we checked it till we were completely sure. So there is no mistake in it."
Shivay swallowed. If his employees had gone through so much trouble to be sure of the name, then it meant only one thing. It was someone from his family.
"who?" he asked as he steeled his heart.
"it was Omkara Singh Oberoi himself."
Nothing in Shivay's life had ever shocked him to this degree. His eyes immediately lifted to the glass window where he could still see his brothers talking and laughing about something. His eyes filled with tears. And just like that, after years of controlling his tears he no more could as a single tear slipped out of his left eye rolling down his face. He could no longer hear their laughter. It was too far away.
Okay, so there you go. That was your big reveal. It was Om himself who gave the news to the media. Next chapter is an Omkara special. J
Anika's reveal I know makes no sense right now. But trust me it'll be explained soon.
Tell me how it was and whether you were surprised by the reveal.
Chapter 5: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/135472230
Edited by Ayuzawa - 9 years ago
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