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Ishqbaazi tales - Oberoi way
Hey guys some of you might have seen mea round in some post and some of you might have not but anyways I am Shreya and I am writing my first IB OS so do give it a read and drop in your feedback, it will be much appreciated and this is not a Shivika, Ishkara or Rumya combined Os but indiviually in an order I will be posting all three couple. So don't complain about it not being an Obros story but the order is
1. Shivika (Last week)#OS 1 Page 1
2. Ishkara (This week)#OS 2 Page 3
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/ishqbaaaz/4688570/ishqbaazi-tales-oberoi-way-ishkara-up-ft-shivika-ishkara-ru?pn=3
3. Rumya (Next week)
The first post is on Shivika which was uploaded last week. Do give it a read and tell me how it was.
I try to capture the essence and theme of the show and characters in anything I write so I do hope I do them a justice: Read out and comment if I missed out because I do welcome
constructive criticism.
#OS: 1 Shivika- "Not a Gift"
Hey guys some of you might have seen mea round in some post and some of you might have not but anyways I am Shreya and I am writing my first IB OS so do give it a read and drop in your feedback, it will be much appreciated and this is not a Shivika, Ishkara or Rumya combined Os but indiviually in an order I will be posting all three couple. So don't complain about it not being an Obros story but the order is
1. Shivika (Last week)#OS 1 Page 1
2. Ishkara (This week)#OS 2 Page 3
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/ishqbaaaz/4688570/ishqbaazi-tales-oberoi-way-ishkara-up-ft-shivika-ishkara-ru?pn=3
3. Rumya (Next week)
The first post is on Shivika which was uploaded last week. Do give it a read and tell me how it was.
I try to capture the essence and theme of the show and characters in anything I write so I do hope I do them a justice: Read out and comment if I missed out because I do welcome
constructive criticism.
#OS: 1 Shivika- "Not a Gift"
"Anika, darling do come along. It will be nice to have you around and have your opinion as you know about the theme and decorations of all the functions and I want everything to be perfect", gushed Tia as she asked Anika to come with her to her Designer's boutique for her Wedding dress trials along with her entire girl gang. "Yes Anika come na, as you know Tia's stylist had to fire the last designer as she was not able to meet the deadline,and if this one is also not in balance with the colour scheme, you will have to make change in all colour palate to accommodate so you better check it out yourself. Anyways I will need to help me select my outfit", said Priyanka in a sober voice matching her timid personality which made Anika unable to refuse her. "Are you guys ready or what? Hurry up I will be late if you take this much time here. Tia you know I only have 2 hour and after that I have to board flight to Beijing. The Jet has parking permission only up to 5 p.m." said Shivaay impatiently storming through the hall as the entire clan started proceeding towards parking. Shivaay paused for a minute after he saw Anika carrying a bag and walking with them "Hold on. Why are you coming with us? This wedding shopping spree is only for closed friends and family. You should know your place is not in either category". This made Anika uncomfortable and slightly hurt and before she could defend herself Omkara intervened "Shivaay! stop being an ass. Anika is not coming on her own whim but was invited by Tia and Priyanka personally and she has a right professionally so apologize right now." Tia too agreed "Yes baby, I did invite her."
Shivaay just rolled his eyes and shrugged indicating he didn't care called out Tia to come along as they drove out in his shining Black Mercedes leaving a hurt Anika, Disappointed Om, Rudra, Saumya and Priyanka. Om quickly took charge of the situation and asked Rudra to take Priyanka and Saumya in the Ferrari with him and him getting in his modest Toyota Camry along with Anika to pick Riddhima on his way. They both rode for 5 minute in an awkward silent when Omkara said "Look I am sorry Anika. I know Shivaay was very rude to you and he should apologize. I will make him don't worry but please don't be hurt or sad because it will make me guilty". Anika who was gazing out of the passenger window said "Don't apologize Om. It's not your fault and you shouldn't apologize for something which your brother did or said. He hates me and the feeling is mutual so no need for you to feel guilty. I am here do my job to best my ability that is to get SSO and Tia get married in a way worthy of being called the Wedding of the Century. Period". Om glanced at Anika admiringly and said "I don't know if you are honestly not hurt or just pretending to be tough" to which Anika replied "I am not made of stone you know. Of course I am, hurt but I am now resigned to the fact that your brother will dislike me, mistrust me and judge me whatever I do so now I have just stop caring and trying to prove myself every time. I can't please everyone and it's not my problem if your brother is prejudiced against middle class people." Om thought for a moment and said smilingly "Actually you know what you are right. It's not your fault. It's Shivaay's problem but not in a way you think." Anika sat there silently and turned to Om asked "What do you mean by that?" to which Om just smirked mysteriously and before she could ask further questions they reached Riddhima's house and they didn't get chance to talk as Riddhima started dicussing her latest project with Om. Anika sat quitely and was confused what Omkara really meant.
They reached the studio and everyone looked for their clothes while Shivaay and Anika waited in the fitting area waiting for Tia to come out of trial room who was taken in by the designer himself to make alterations. They both sat in a emotionally charged silence and not even sparing a glance at each other. Something caught Anika's eye in the rack as she went near it and touched the beautiful red saree having delicate golden border and intricate design and draped it on herself. She was oblivious to Shivaay watchig intently and loosing himself in thoughts of imagining Anika draped in that beautiful red saree and walking towards him with a slight shy smile on her face. He heard someone calling him lost in thought about how she was looking as he said just one word to describe his feeling "Perfect!" to which he felt someone hugging him and saying "Thanks baby." He smiled still in a trance when he saw Anika looking longingly at the Saree clutching at the price tag shocked at seeing Tia in his arms in her designer wedding attire saying "I knew you would love this lovely shade of Lilac which matches with your Beige colored Shervani baby. Even Anika agrees this will match our theme". Shivaay just looked on thinking "Of course I love Pastel colors since when do I like loud red colour?" Tia went ahead with her stylist, assistant and the designer in her office to discuss further about her accessories while Anika was taking out her cellphone and clicking some pictures to which an annoyed Shivaay asked "What are you doing. You will be thrown out for doing that. Don't you know photography is prohibited in designer studios." to which an equally annoyed Anika said "What stupid rule. Is this a museum or a nuclear facility that I will leak the pictures to enemy state. I just want to send this picture to my man in USA." A confused Shivaay asked "You have a man in USA?" to which Anika replied "Not the America wala USA but Ullasnagar market. I will send just one picture and he is a genius he will make such a good copy even the designer won't recognize that its not made in her store." "Are you mad or just plain stupid. For this reason they don't allow photography to avoid plagiarism. This is a criminal offense so stop" . "Okay okay. Calm your horses down I won't click pictures. I just thought...never mind" said Anika to which Shivaay asked her "Finish what you said". "I thought I will wear it to your wedding. It will be out of my budget Rs. 1500 is not a small amount but I can manage it somehow. The rich think only they have the right to wear good things in life which I guess is fair if you are rich. I am not a thief and didn't know this is a crime. "
Shivaay was stunned by her words thinking the amount of money he thoughtlessly gives waiters as tip this girl has to somehow manage it. Anika left the room to go after Tia. The store manager approached this very prestigious client gracing her store and asked "May I help you Sir?" Shivaay turned and pointed towards the piece which Anika picked and said "I want that one." The Manager apologized "Sorry. Sir this one is sold out. The customer has already made advance of Rs 1,00,000 to the cost of Rs. 3,00,000 and as this is an exclusive design we can't make another one". Shivaay arrogantly mustered "Shivaay Sign Oberoi gets what he likes WHATEVER the cost. I want that one. I will pay double the amount for this Saree and your silence. Apologize to your customer and give her something nicer. I will take that one. One more thing I want matching ...".
Anika went to her room/ office which Daadi had given her and received a minor heart when she saw two expensive looking box packed with designer paper gift wrap with elegant looking bows and frill embossed with the very famous Designer label and the other of a reputed Shoe Fashion house. She opened the boxs delicately afraid to even rip the gift wrap when she saw in shock the same Saree she was mooning on in the store and in other box a brand new pair of designer sandles in gold matching her Saree." Inside the Saree she found a letter which said
" Good things in life comes
at price, even for the rich.
-S
P.S. Give Chameli a rest"
Anika was left speechless and she ran out of the room clutching the saree in her hand and the letter in other towards the terrace which had a helipad and reached just in time as Shivaay was just getting on it. He saw her running towards him and recalled his vision of seeing her wearing the saree which she was clutching, he paused and sent his pilot a look signalling his he be back in a second. He moved towards Anika who was red with anger and puffing out of breathe due to all the running. She saw him and threw the Saree at Shivaay's face and asked angrily "What is the meaning of all this. What price are you talking about? You think you can buy me with a Saree or wait a minute this time you are trying to buy my forgiveness and gratitude. If you have forgotten Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi you tried this once before and couldn't buy me or my principles so what were thinking by trying this time. You think Rs. 3,00,000 is enough to make me forget all the humiliation and insults you have dished out if I have news for you. You can't. So you can shove this Saree down your throat and say the words instead. I should think for a well educated man from Cambridge you could atleast pronounce Sorry or are you ill manered egomaniac who have learned all the big English words except simple Sorry and Thank you."
All hell broke loose when Shivaay heard those words. He got angry thinking a thoughtful gesture made by him for any girl in all his 30 year on this Earth blowing up in his face and biting him in the ass seeing her reaction made him feel like an idiot even for trying."You are a inhumane jerk of a man Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi. I hate you and I wish..." before Anika could insult him further Shivaay grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him and said "Shut up if you value your life. One more word an I swear I will loose it and DO something you will regret". Anika whimpered whether in pain or seeing the strom brewing in his grayish-green which which changed colour from Blue. She was fascinated to see his eyes changing various shades of Blue or Grey she could not decide intense with passion for anger or lust she could not decide either. He tightened his hold of his arms further bringing her close that she could not clearly differentiate his heartbeat from her which she knew clearly was going at the speed of 800 miles/ hour. She tried to escapes his hold by pushing him but this made him pull her harder as they both couldn't let go each other and in that moment Anika knew it was futile to even try to free herself and she thought if she even wanted freedom or to capture him instead. She raised her free hand and pulled at his tie bringing his eye at her level when he took charge and brought his mouth closer to her blocking his every other thought out of his mind. He knew this was insane and he is going to regret it but this didn't feel wrong. In fact this felt good. She felt good in his arms. Just perfect. He accepted the fact which he had been denying since he first held her in his arm the first time in his bedroom mistaking her for Tia and hugging her. He kissed her softly at first on the lip and when he felt she too was responding him he snaked out his tongue which made her gasp and he took advantage this and his tongue entered her mouth first exploring then devouring his passion in the
only way he knew to express himself- through actions and not words. Anika was first frozen in shock at what was happening. She was scared at the thought that she was scared she was liking it so much instead of the fact that he was kissing her. She was scared at the fact that instead of feeling angry or outraged she felt excited and liked his touch so much. She was scared and angry at the thought that the man she hated and who was getting married, his touch- his forbidden touch was making her loose her sanity. "Wait a minute. Married? Oh God what had she done? What had he done? He is supposed to get married to Tia in 3 week. He hates me. I hate him . What has got into me." Thinking all this she broke the spell woven around them pushing him gathering all her strength. Shivaay was still in shock at what happened as she angrily said "Are are mad. What do you think you were doing. Cheating on Tia like that. She is a nice girl and she respects me and I respect her. I don't know what happened to me here or you. I think we just went with the flow of a very misplaced emotion. It is better we forget everything and never talk about it. I think its for the best you are going away for two week and will return at your wedding week. It will give both of us sometime to sort this mess which is created."
"Yes. It's for the best." said Shivaay raking his frustrated hand in his signature move leaving behind a very dejected Anika.
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Author's note: Phew that was a really long update. Do hit like, share and comment. Do comment even if you don't like the story and tell me what you disliked? The Story or writing,feel free to point out any plot loopholes, Grammatical and tying errors. Also do suggest a plot outline or theme for Ishkara OS for next week I am interested to hear them if you like this one I will continue next week.
Bye for now!!!
Shreya
Shivaay just rolled his eyes and shrugged indicating he didn't care called out Tia to come along as they drove out in his shining Black Mercedes leaving a hurt Anika, Disappointed Om, Rudra, Saumya and Priyanka. Om quickly took charge of the situation and asked Rudra to take Priyanka and Saumya in the Ferrari with him and him getting in his modest Toyota Camry along with Anika to pick Riddhima on his way. They both rode for 5 minute in an awkward silent when Omkara said "Look I am sorry Anika. I know Shivaay was very rude to you and he should apologize. I will make him don't worry but please don't be hurt or sad because it will make me guilty". Anika who was gazing out of the passenger window said "Don't apologize Om. It's not your fault and you shouldn't apologize for something which your brother did or said. He hates me and the feeling is mutual so no need for you to feel guilty. I am here do my job to best my ability that is to get SSO and Tia get married in a way worthy of being called the Wedding of the Century. Period". Om glanced at Anika admiringly and said "I don't know if you are honestly not hurt or just pretending to be tough" to which Anika replied "I am not made of stone you know. Of course I am, hurt but I am now resigned to the fact that your brother will dislike me, mistrust me and judge me whatever I do so now I have just stop caring and trying to prove myself every time. I can't please everyone and it's not my problem if your brother is prejudiced against middle class people." Om thought for a moment and said smilingly "Actually you know what you are right. It's not your fault. It's Shivaay's problem but not in a way you think." Anika sat there silently and turned to Om asked "What do you mean by that?" to which Om just smirked mysteriously and before she could ask further questions they reached Riddhima's house and they didn't get chance to talk as Riddhima started dicussing her latest project with Om. Anika sat quitely and was confused what Omkara really meant.
They reached the studio and everyone looked for their clothes while Shivaay and Anika waited in the fitting area waiting for Tia to come out of trial room who was taken in by the designer himself to make alterations. They both sat in a emotionally charged silence and not even sparing a glance at each other. Something caught Anika's eye in the rack as she went near it and touched the beautiful red saree having delicate golden border and intricate design and draped it on herself. She was oblivious to Shivaay watchig intently and loosing himself in thoughts of imagining Anika draped in that beautiful red saree and walking towards him with a slight shy smile on her face. He heard someone calling him lost in thought about how she was looking as he said just one word to describe his feeling "Perfect!" to which he felt someone hugging him and saying "Thanks baby." He smiled still in a trance when he saw Anika looking longingly at the Saree clutching at the price tag shocked at seeing Tia in his arms in her designer wedding attire saying "I knew you would love this lovely shade of Lilac which matches with your Beige colored Shervani baby. Even Anika agrees this will match our theme". Shivaay just looked on thinking "Of course I love Pastel colors since when do I like loud red colour?" Tia went ahead with her stylist, assistant and the designer in her office to discuss further about her accessories while Anika was taking out her cellphone and clicking some pictures to which an annoyed Shivaay asked "What are you doing. You will be thrown out for doing that. Don't you know photography is prohibited in designer studios." to which an equally annoyed Anika said "What stupid rule. Is this a museum or a nuclear facility that I will leak the pictures to enemy state. I just want to send this picture to my man in USA." A confused Shivaay asked "You have a man in USA?" to which Anika replied "Not the America wala USA but Ullasnagar market. I will send just one picture and he is a genius he will make such a good copy even the designer won't recognize that its not made in her store." "Are you mad or just plain stupid. For this reason they don't allow photography to avoid plagiarism. This is a criminal offense so stop" . "Okay okay. Calm your horses down I won't click pictures. I just thought...never mind" said Anika to which Shivaay asked her "Finish what you said". "I thought I will wear it to your wedding. It will be out of my budget Rs. 1500 is not a small amount but I can manage it somehow. The rich think only they have the right to wear good things in life which I guess is fair if you are rich. I am not a thief and didn't know this is a crime. "
Shivaay was stunned by her words thinking the amount of money he thoughtlessly gives waiters as tip this girl has to somehow manage it. Anika left the room to go after Tia. The store manager approached this very prestigious client gracing her store and asked "May I help you Sir?" Shivaay turned and pointed towards the piece which Anika picked and said "I want that one." The Manager apologized "Sorry. Sir this one is sold out. The customer has already made advance of Rs 1,00,000 to the cost of Rs. 3,00,000 and as this is an exclusive design we can't make another one". Shivaay arrogantly mustered "Shivaay Sign Oberoi gets what he likes WHATEVER the cost. I want that one. I will pay double the amount for this Saree and your silence. Apologize to your customer and give her something nicer. I will take that one. One more thing I want matching ...".
Anika went to her room/ office which Daadi had given her and received a minor heart when she saw two expensive looking box packed with designer paper gift wrap with elegant looking bows and frill embossed with the very famous Designer label and the other of a reputed Shoe Fashion house. She opened the boxs delicately afraid to even rip the gift wrap when she saw in shock the same Saree she was mooning on in the store and in other box a brand new pair of designer sandles in gold matching her Saree." Inside the Saree she found a letter which said
" Good things in life comes
at price, even for the rich.
-S
P.S. Give Chameli a rest"
Anika was left speechless and she ran out of the room clutching the saree in her hand and the letter in other towards the terrace which had a helipad and reached just in time as Shivaay was just getting on it. He saw her running towards him and recalled his vision of seeing her wearing the saree which she was clutching, he paused and sent his pilot a look signalling his he be back in a second. He moved towards Anika who was red with anger and puffing out of breathe due to all the running. She saw him and threw the Saree at Shivaay's face and asked angrily "What is the meaning of all this. What price are you talking about? You think you can buy me with a Saree or wait a minute this time you are trying to buy my forgiveness and gratitude. If you have forgotten Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi you tried this once before and couldn't buy me or my principles so what were thinking by trying this time. You think Rs. 3,00,000 is enough to make me forget all the humiliation and insults you have dished out if I have news for you. You can't. So you can shove this Saree down your throat and say the words instead. I should think for a well educated man from Cambridge you could atleast pronounce Sorry or are you ill manered egomaniac who have learned all the big English words except simple Sorry and Thank you."
All hell broke loose when Shivaay heard those words. He got angry thinking a thoughtful gesture made by him for any girl in all his 30 year on this Earth blowing up in his face and biting him in the ass seeing her reaction made him feel like an idiot even for trying."You are a inhumane jerk of a man Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi. I hate you and I wish..." before Anika could insult him further Shivaay grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him and said "Shut up if you value your life. One more word an I swear I will loose it and DO something you will regret". Anika whimpered whether in pain or seeing the strom brewing in his grayish-green which which changed colour from Blue. She was fascinated to see his eyes changing various shades of Blue or Grey she could not decide intense with passion for anger or lust she could not decide either. He tightened his hold of his arms further bringing her close that she could not clearly differentiate his heartbeat from her which she knew clearly was going at the speed of 800 miles/ hour. She tried to escapes his hold by pushing him but this made him pull her harder as they both couldn't let go each other and in that moment Anika knew it was futile to even try to free herself and she thought if she even wanted freedom or to capture him instead. She raised her free hand and pulled at his tie bringing his eye at her level when he took charge and brought his mouth closer to her blocking his every other thought out of his mind. He knew this was insane and he is going to regret it but this didn't feel wrong. In fact this felt good. She felt good in his arms. Just perfect. He accepted the fact which he had been denying since he first held her in his arm the first time in his bedroom mistaking her for Tia and hugging her. He kissed her softly at first on the lip and when he felt she too was responding him he snaked out his tongue which made her gasp and he took advantage this and his tongue entered her mouth first exploring then devouring his passion in the
only way he knew to express himself- through actions and not words. Anika was first frozen in shock at what was happening. She was scared at the thought that she was scared she was liking it so much instead of the fact that he was kissing her. She was scared at the fact that instead of feeling angry or outraged she felt excited and liked his touch so much. She was scared and angry at the thought that the man she hated and who was getting married, his touch- his forbidden touch was making her loose her sanity. "Wait a minute. Married? Oh God what had she done? What had he done? He is supposed to get married to Tia in 3 week. He hates me. I hate him . What has got into me." Thinking all this she broke the spell woven around them pushing him gathering all her strength. Shivaay was still in shock at what happened as she angrily said "Are are mad. What do you think you were doing. Cheating on Tia like that. She is a nice girl and she respects me and I respect her. I don't know what happened to me here or you. I think we just went with the flow of a very misplaced emotion. It is better we forget everything and never talk about it. I think its for the best you are going away for two week and will return at your wedding week. It will give both of us sometime to sort this mess which is created."
"Yes. It's for the best." said Shivaay raking his frustrated hand in his signature move leaving behind a very dejected Anika.
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The End-Author's note: Phew that was a really long update. Do hit like, share and comment. Do comment even if you don't like the story and tell me what you disliked? The Story or writing,feel free to point out any plot loopholes, Grammatical and tying errors. Also do suggest a plot outline or theme for Ishkara OS for next week I am interested to hear them if you like this one I will continue next week.
Bye for now!!!
Shreya
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