Okay so here is the 2nd OS. This was something I wanted to write for a long time but never actually got around penning it down. now that I decided to write this series I put it here. Also further down I have made Ishana dress up in a beautiful Red gown. If any of you have watched the English movie Pretty Woman you will know which gown I am talking about. Also this is long I guess since I have already written on them in my FF and hence I think i have a feel of their characters. But criticism is always welcome just in case you feel it wasn't up to the mark.
Drunken Shot 2
( Ishkara )
Pain
Ishana was walking towards Omkara's room when her eyes fell on Rudra who was pacing around in his room. She smiled and walked into his room.
"What has got the cool Rudra Singh Oberoi so worried?" Ishana asked with an amused smile.
Rudra turned to her; worry still etched on his face and said, "I have a party to attend. I promised I'd be there."
Ishana looked at him with her eyebrows pulled together, "I don't see the problem."
"problem" Rudra said, "is with the entry. I have to bring a date to the party."
"still don't get it." Ishana said, "you just have to ask and I am sure you still have your charm. Committed or not."
Rudra smiled at her. but then the smile wiped off and he frowned.
"no bhabhi, that's the problem. Commitment. I just talked to Soumya and she has taken a promise from me that I cannot go out with any stranger ever again."
"hmmm." Ishana said as she took a seat on his bed trying to think of a solution.
"how about I go with you?" she asked as soon as the idea hit her.
Rudra looked at her wide eyed, "that's actually brilliant. You are not a stranger and plus Soumya totally wouldn't mind if I took you along. You are awesome bhabhi." Saying this he hugged her. the elicitated a laugh from her.
"but bhabhi." Rudra said as he let go of her, "do you think Om bhaiya will let you? I won't talk to O."
"no worries. I will tell him." she said and that made her adorable to be devar smile his goofy grin.
As Omkara walked in he was informed by the servant that Ishana had just come and had gone up to his room. He smiled.
As soon as he entered his room though his smile dropped. He unconsciously took a step in his eyes roaming over her entire body draped in a beautiful red gown sticking to her body like second skin. Even Omkara couldn't deny the fact that she looked beyond sexy.
She was busy fiddling with her earing when she noticed him in the mirror standing behind her. a smile lit up her face. she turned to him.
"how do I look?" she asked him and did a full twirl to give him a better look.
Omkara's breath caught in his throat. God! Was she trying to kill him? only he knew how hard it was to keep his hands to himself till their wedding in the next month. On top of that now she was here dressed so enticingly. She looked no less than the goddess Aphrodite herself here to torture him to death. He was calmness in itself but he too was a human. And right now the woman, who was standing in front of him, the woman he loved beyond the point of insanity, was evoking the primal instinct in him.
Just as he was about to put his arm around her waist, Ishana took a step back. Putting her hands on either side of her waist she narrowed her eyes and said sternly, "not now. I just took a lot of effort to get ready to be Rudra's date."
Omkara's eyebrow rose and an amused smile graced his lips. Ishana laughed at his reaction.
"don't worry. Not cheating on you." she said through her laughter.
"of course not." He said taking his chance to pull her into his arms.
"hey. You'll wrinkle the dress." She said and put her palms on his chest to push him away.
"don't care" he said non chalantly and dipped her. the room was filled with their laughter.
Rudra was texting Soumya and smiling to himself waiting for Ishana at the bottom of the stairs. He heard the sound of laughter and looked up to see Ishana and his brother Omkara walk down the stairs laughing at a joke only those two knew. His smile widened. Omkara had been happy even before Ishana came in to his life. Rudra knew that. but until Ishana he had never laughed out loud like this. She made him forget his pain and give up his reservations.
"ready?" he heard Ishana ask him. he gave her an impressed look and said with a smile, "you look killer bhabhi." Turning to Om he said, "you sure you want to let her go with me?"
Om looked down at her with a smile and said, "not at all but my fiance has some really good convincing skills."
Ishana laughed at that and hit Om's shoulder. Then she remembered that she had forgotten her purse. She excused herself to go and get it. As soon as Ishana was out of sight Omkara's smile dropped and his eyes narrowed. He turned to Rudra who was still smiling like a fool looking at the place where Ishana had gone.
"Rudra."
That made Rudra stiffen and he turned to Om just as Omkara held his shoulders in a tight grip.
"take good care of your bhabhi." He said in a very serious tone.
Looking at how serious his O was Rudra too nodded seriously.
"don't worry O. I'll take care of your Jaan'."
The moment Rudra Singh Oberoi entered the party with a gorgeous looking lady everyone turned around to stare at them. Everyone was eager to see the identity of the girl he had brought to the party since it was common knowledge that his girlfriend, Soumya, was in US completing her MBA.
But as soon as she came into the light all knew who she was. She was the current pop sensation Ishana, the girl who took the music industry by storm. Known not only for her melodious voice she was also well known for her dancing talent. And now she was soon going to be Ishana Omkara Singh Oberoi.
Rudra gracefully guided his bhabhi down the stairs as she held onto his arms and smiled at everyone present there. One could see the platonic love that these two shared from miles away. As soon as they came in the centre of the hall people started coming towards them to greet them.
"bhabhi, no alcohol." Rudra told her sternly. He knew very well how weak her resistance to alcohol was and he had promised O that he would take care of her. so no he was not going to allow her to even have a sip of wine.
"but Rudra, I just want to taste. Plus I know Omie told you to not let me drink. But it's fine. I won't tell him. so..."
"no bhabhi. I won't..."
"if you don't let me I'll tell Om that it was not a cat that had broken that antic vase in his gallery. It was you." she threatened.
"bhabhi, it was us." Rudra said with a roll of his eyes. "it was you who threw it down."
"it was you who was tickling me." she countered.
"that is why I said us." Rudra said with a huff. "Plus you started it. You were not ready to give me entry into Soumya's competition."
"it's not my fault that you woke up late." She said mocking him, "you totally forgot about her competition after you promised her. And then when the tickets were all sold out you woke up. Just because I was the judge there you could use my name to get entry into it." She finished grabbing a glass from the passing waiter and taking a sip.
"Well isn't that just great. Considering that you are scared of flying and the competition was in California, it was a boon to you that I was there with you." Rudra said pouting slightly.
At that Ishana went all aww' and patted his cheek. And then she finished her entire drink. Rudra's eyes widened at that and he quickly tried to pull away the glass from her hand. He looked in to the glass and found it empty. He looked up to find his bhabhi missing. He searched into the crowd and saw her downing two more glasses of some yellow liquid. He cursed. Om was surely going to kill him.
Omkara was in his studio working on the clay to moisten it. Soon the clay got a silken texture and it reminded him of the soft fabric of his Ishana's dress. His Ishana, he thought. He felt pride and possessiveness when he called her his. He had never believed in perfect love or a perfect marriage. And he was aware that his story with Ishana was far from perfect. They had loved and fought. They had hurt each other and cried. And yet no matter how many times they tried to walk away from each other one of them always lost that fight. They had started on a wrong note. And he had thought they had ended on an even worse one. but they were still here, in love with each other. They had not ended.
The shrill sound of his ringing phone brought him out of his reverie. He looked at the thing annoyed. He had forgotten to put it on silent today like he always did when in his studio. He dipped his hands in the cold water kept next to the table and wiped his hands on the cloth. The phone was still ringing and he walked to it fast so that he could shut the damn thing.
"hello" he said into the phone.
"O" he heard Rudra's voice.
"Rudra?" he asked a bit surprised. "how's the party?"
"bad O. damn it. You need to come here." He heard Rudra's panicked voice and his heart clenched.
"are you okay? Is Ishana with you? how is she?" Omkara asked his words falling over each other.
"Just come to the hotel. I booked a room here just now. room 403." And with that the call was cut.
Omkara didn't even bother to change. He just walked out of his studio hurrying towards to his car.
Omkara stopped in front of the hotel entrance and got out of the car without bothering to take out the keys. The valet watched him walk by surprised. Om entered the lobby and saw the board pointing to the hall where the party was held. But that was not his destination. He quickly made his way up the stairs not bothering to wait for the lift.
He was panting slightly when he reached the room his brother had told him about and knocked on it. Rudra opened the door. Om checked him for any injuries. When he was sure Rudra was fine he sighed in relief.
"where is Ishana?" Omkara asked warily.
"in the bathroom." Rudra said, exhaustion in his tone.
Omkara looked at him confused.
"bhai, she had alcohol." Rudra explained.
"oh" now he understood what had happened. He hit Rudra's head.
"oww! What was that for?" rudra whined.
"for scaring the shit out of me." Omkara said and then hit him again. "and that's for not taking care of your bhabhi."
"I am sorry." Rudra said looking don with guilt.
Omkara smiled at his brother and then ruffled his hair. "so how long has she been there?" Om asked.
"about an hour I think."
Then Rudra looked at him like a child, "she won't let me come in. and she has been vomiting for so long."
"she'll be fine. You go home. I'll take it from here." Omkara assured him.
Rudra was about to deny but he saw how firm his brother was and decided to comply. Also he knew that his Bhabhi would never show anyone her weak and vulnerable side. Anyone but Om. Only he could help her since only he would be allowed to.
After Rudra left Omkara knocked on the bathroom door.
"Ishana? You okay?" he called out.
He heard the sound of the flush and smiled at that. he knew what that meant. Ishana was asking him to shut his stupid questions.
"I am coming in." he said and pushed the bathroom door open.
The moment he entered the first thing he saw was Ishana sitting next to the toilet seat holding her head down.
"go away" she said.
"like I would." He replied.
He sat down next to her on the cold floor. She gave another wretch and pushed the lid up to empty her stomach. Omkara instead of turning away in disgust held her hair back for her. after she was done she felt a bit relieved. Realising that that was all that could come out she caught hold of his arm.
"want to go out Jaan?" he asked her as she put her head on his chest.
"yes. I need fresh air." She said and turned her head to hide her face in his shirt.
Omkara smiled and helped her up.
Soon they were walking down the private stairs that led to the lawn. Since this was a beach side hotel the sound of the waves filled the night sky. Omkara led her down the stone steps to the private beach. But suddenly she stopped and sat down on one of the steps. Omkara climbed down and sat kneeled in front of her, facing her.
"what is it?" he asked looking at her sad face.
She stared at him for a long time. there was only the sound of waves disturbing their silence yet Omkara didn't mind. He could wait her all his life if only she would just stay here with him too.
"you know I love you." he heard her say with a foolish smile and that brought a half smile to his face.
"I love your eyes" she said as she touched them. He closed them to savour in her touch.
"I love your nose" she said tracing her fingers along the length of his nose. He smiled, eyes still closed, at the fact that she was surely drunk. Ishana was a strong woman and for her to be saying all this so frankly was something he would never get if she were sober.
"I love you hair." She said as she ran her fingers through his open hair. He opened his eyes bjut they were smiling.
"and I love yours." He said for he knew how much she kept grumbling about his hair being softer than hers. Women, he sighed mentally.
"but I have come to realise" she said, her smile disappearing, "that no matter what I do, I can never love you as much as you love me."
That made him frown. He knew what she meant. He knew she believed that she didn't deserve him. and it always made him angry that she thought so.
"you have accepted me with all my flaws. Even today when I am so disgusting you stand by me like a boulder loving me." he could see the tears brimming in her eyes.
"I love you for all that you are. Good, bad, perfect or not." He told her firmly.
"and I couldn't. I hurt you. I kept hurting you and you kept forgiving me." she said looking down.
"that's the past."
"I hurt you today." She said suddenly.
He looked at her confused.
"seeing me like this brings back memories of the time when your mom was..." she stopped.
"that's in the past too. She is happy now. we are happy now." he told her with aching gentleness.
"I am. But are you?" she asked him, her eyes wide with fear. Fear that she was again being selfish.
Omkara felt a stab of pain. Could she not tell how happy he was? How happy she made him? had she seen him before he met her she wouldn't doubt the need of her presence in his life. But no matter how many times he told her she wouldn't believe him.
"it hurts" he heard her say. "it hurts to know that I can never love you as much. I give you everything I have, everything I am and it is still not enough."
"it's not a competition Ishana. Where we see compare how much we have given each other." He told her trying to make her understand.
"and yet all you do is give and all I do is take. And I am selfish for even after all this I cannot leave you." she said tears slipping out of her eyes.
Omkara wiped her tears softly and held her face in his hands, "then I have never loved the word selfish so much." He said with a smile.
He pressed a kiss to her forehead and sat next to her holding her hand. He kept gazing at the stars with a content smile. Soon he felt her head droop and she fell asleep on his shoulder. He checked to see if she was fast asleep and then picked her up as he got up.
He walked up the stone steps still thinking about what she had said.
He walked out and immediately the valet brought his car to him and opened the passenger door. Omkara smiled at the man and put Ishana in. he took the keys from the valet and got behind the wheel. He looked to his left only to see Ishana's peaceful face and smiled. He bent down to pull the seat belt around her when she put her arms around his neck in her sleep.
"all you do is give and all I do is take"
"if only I could show you Jaan." He said caressing her face. "You have given me that which no other could give. For me who forever played with colours, you thought me the difference between black and grey. You thought me the virtue of forgiving. You thought me to stand firm and fight instead of running away. it is true that you gave me pain. But you gave me joy through that pain. You gave me what I needed the most. You gave me all of you."
Done. I hope I haven't disappointed any Ishkara fan. I wanted to make them intense. So I worked with that in my mind. Also if you have noticed each drunken Shot has a theme like care for Rumya, pain for Ishkara and I was thinking maybe I'll write on passion for Anshi, I mean Shivika. But before that Do tell me how this one was. Good, bad or okay?
Edited by Ayuzawa - 9 years ago
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