Did i love you not? FF - Page 10

Originally posted by: -Jamina

It's getting more interesting
I'm curious why omie did that!!
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Originally posted by: priyanvs

interesting continue soo

Originally posted by: surbhijain

Wow

Awesome story with real emotions

One can feel the pain characters are going through

Beautifully written

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Originally posted by: Poulami11

WOW!! Awesome update... as well as emotional too.

It's going more & more interesting with each updates..

Looking forward for the next one.

Okay before I start let me again remind you all. If you want pm then send me a friend request since it's hard for me to remember and individually pm each and every one. With that being let's start with the chapter.

Chapter 4: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/135430559

Chapter 5.

"are you sure you remember nothing from you accident?" Siddhart asked as he checked Omkara's chart.

"nothing" Om said as he tried to strain his memory to that day. The last thing he remembered was Shivay's wedding where Anika hadn't shown up. After that he didn't remember a thing. Rudra had told him that after that Shivay had gone to Anika's house. And everyone was so busy worrying about Shivay that no one had noticed when he had left the house. But Om couldn't recall a thing. Something kept nagging at his conscious like he was missing a very important memory but he couldn't recall.

"do you remember everything till the wedding. Is there anything that you have been told which makes no sense to you?"

Omkara slowly shook his head.

"is..."

"with this done, now you can take your brother home." Siddhart said as he took the signed papers back from Shivay's hands. Shivay nodded and was about to get up when Siddhart stopped him. Shivay looked at him questioningly.

"Shivay, what's wrong?"

"nothing."

"okay let me rephrase the question." Siddhart said calmly. "why do you not want Omkara to remember?"

"who said I don't?" Shivay asked back without faltering. He was good at this. He was not a top business man for nothing.

"Shivay. I am his doctor. If there is something about him that's bothering you I need to know. If it hinders his health, physical or mental, then it's my right to know. Maybe I can help."

Siddhart saw Shivay struggling to make a decision. He sighed and said, "I am his doctor. I am bound to confidentiality."

Shivay looked at him warily. He looked so old all of a sudden. As a friend Siddhart got up to take a seat next to him.

"he did this to himself."

"what?" Siddhart asked totally confused.

"the news of his addiction, Omkara gave it to the media himself." Shivay said, his voice breaking.

"he did that? why?"

"I don't know."

"why do you think he did it?" Siddhart asked trying to pry from him the reason for his worry.

"I don't know."

"but you believe he did it to himself?"

"he has done this before. Tried to destroy himself. I had found him in the pits of hell. I had turned my back on him for just a month and when I found him he was not my Om anymore. But he fought back. My brother showed strength that no other can and came back to me. and now suddenly he publicized that horrible past of his which he has tried to forget. and then this accident..."

"you believe this was not an accident but rather a suicide attempt." Siddhart made a statement. Now he could understand why Shivay was bothered. This situation had made him draw the worst possible conclusion. And he couldn't even assure him since it did make sense. Still he tried.

"Shivay please understand. You said it yourself. He fought it. He loves you Shivay. And Rudra too. He came back for his brothers. Why would he suddenly spiral down again?"

"I don't know." Shivay felt like a broken record repeating the same three words again and again.

"for the peace of your mind isn't it better that we help Om recall the incident itself."

"and what if I am right? What if it causes him to try it again? I'd rather seethe in my own mind than have him recall something that might trigger this."

Omkara smiled. If this was how he was going to be pampered he really didn't mind going to hospitals. His adorable cute Rudra was literally clearing the whole corridor for him so that he wouldn't run into anything. And even though he had said that he can walk just fine, Shivay had got him in a wheelchair and was personally taking him down. Om though wanting to appear annoyed couldn't get that stupid smile off his face.

When they reached Shivay's car, Om got up and his brothers helped him get comfortable in the back seat. Just then Rudra tapped on Shivay's shoulder. "bhai, can I drive today? You seem tired."

Shivay felt bad. He had made his Rudra worry. To assure him Shivay lightly slapped his face.

"I love my car. And I am not giving her to you."

"bhaiii" Rudra whined.

"and besides" Omkara joined in, "I just came out of the hospital. I am in no hurry to go back." At this both Om and Shivay high fived. Rudra just adorably pouted but when Shivay pulled him in a headlock even he burst out laughing.

After everyone was in, Shivay started the car. As he was pulling out of the gate, Rudra switched on the radio.

"and so here is the requested song which has topped the charts for months, Moh Moh ke dhage."

"eww." Rudra said. He was about to change the channel when Om called out from behind.

"let it be Rudra."

"you like this song?" Rudra asked surprised.

Om didn't reply. He just looked out the window watching the rain hit the glass and slowly roll down.

Om smiled sadly. This song was ingrained in his memory. Every word of te song reminded her graceful movement.

Om was walking down the Museum. There was going to be a big function in the hall outside for the Art academy of this place. The quiet of this place calmed him down. He liked museums as they helped him relax. It was almost seven in the evening and no one was here anymore. Him being a special contributor here, he had access to this place at any time. Hence he was here alone relishing the silence.

Suddenly a sound caught his attention. He turned back but when he tried to listen closely, the sound had ceased. He shook his head. Must have been his imagination he thought. Just as he was about to step forward he heard the sound again. He tried to listen closely once again. This time he realised that it was a song being sung. But the sound was too soft for him to hear the lyrics.

Out of pure curiosity he walked towards the source of the song. He realised the sound was coming from the practice rooms if the academy. Somebody must have been practising for tomorrow's function. As he walked closer to the hall he could hear the song more and more clearly. The music was pre-recorded but the voice singing it was not. It was melodious, soft yet sensual. Most of all it was trained. The control in that voice was stunning.

The voice was magical as was the sky which was turning red. Omkara was really curious now as to whom the voice belonged to. He stepped in front of the door and gently pushed it.

What greeted him was a site that brought him Goosebumps by the sheer beauty of it. The room had a golden hue due to the setting sun's light entering it through the glass window panes. A girl dressed in a white anarkali with gold border was dancing right in the middle of the room. Her hair was lose and the light made it appear as molten gold flowing around a pale ivory skinned face. She had a red blindfold on her eyes which bothered Omkara because he wanted to see her eyes. He could see that as she danced and she sang, with each word he could feel the emotion of the line. The amused mocking when she sang, "tu hoga zara pagal jo tune mujhko hai chuna.' Or the subtle love and mischievousness when she sang, "kaise tune unkaha, tune unkaha sab suna.' He smiled at that without even being aware of it. But then her eyes. He wanted to see all these emotions reflected in those eyes.

Without even realizing it he started walking towards her. As he approached and lifted his hand to touch her she naughtily spun out of his reach without even being aware of his presence. And as she sang the words, yeh moh moh ke dhage, teri ungliyon se ja uljhe.' for one last time she reached out her hand almost touching him but just fell short. Omkara felt a little disappointed in not feeling her touch totally ignoring the fact that she'd be startled to death if she did.

As the music continued towards its end she spun around him in circles totally oblivious to his presence. And Om was beyond mesmerised by the amount of dedication and devotion she had for not even noticing his presence in the room.

She came to a halt right in front of him as the song ceased, her face mere inches from his. She was huffing from all the dancing and singing and he could feel her breaths on his neck. The breeze from the open door hit them both and suddenly she jerked her head towards it wondering aloud if she had left it open. The sound of her voice brought Om back out of his trance and he immediately panicked for being there. He saw her reach for the knot of her blind fold and steeled himself for the oncoming consequences. But to his relief, which turned to amusement, she couldn't undo the knot.

He smiled slightly seeing her struggle and nonchalantly started walking towards the door. But his hand brushed through her soft hair and immediately they both stilled.

"is someone there?" she asked, a slight panic in her voice.

Om almost answered but then he closed his mouth and instead just walked out. He turned back once only to see her forcefully pulling on the blindfold and then he walked away.

The sound of the gates opening snapped Omkara out of his memories. He saw the Oberoi mansion come in to sight. He closed his eyes. These memories were the only thing untainted in his life. He would cherish them because she had left him. Ishana had chosen to see him not for who he was but for what his name was. Omkara Tej Singh Oberoi.

And there I wrap. As promised this entire chapter was all about Omkara. Well about Ishana too.

From next time onwards things will start getting clearer. I realised that since this entire story is mostly in flashbacks I can't write much about all the happy moments like how Shivay and Anika reached the point where they were going to get married. So for that I'll write a bunch of OS and TS. So tell me if you'll are interested to read it.

With that it is a bye. Love you'll

chapter 6: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/135796416