RIKARA OS: When he opened it!! Page 5 ( Part3 ) June 5 - Page 3

As his lips touched mine, suddenly he...

"I know you're not ready yet, I'm ...I'm sorry!!" 

I couldn't understand @1st as I could feel the loss of heat from my lips, but as I slowly opened my eyes I got it; he was almost about to give me a...

Yes, I wasn't ready for this ; even him. But I don't know, some michmichi feeling crept over my mind; was it disappointment?? I don't know.

There was an awkward silence now. Until few mins before, we were chatting a lot but never thought it would lead to such an awkward moment. He was intensely seeing my cheeks; did he know that I was blushing?? 

As I was lost in my thoughts, I could feel a cold touch in my feet. It was omkaraji kneeling on the floor. I was about to stand up when he gestured me to sit. He was taking something from the pocket. Hey Sankarji it's my anklet..

"Tumhe yaad hai, gouri? You had left this anklet here on the day of jagratha. I tried to return this but you didn't give your face to me."

All those incidents were coming back in my mind. I had never thought that a day would come when omkaraji would make me wear this..

"I never thought that a day would come when I make you wear this gouri!!"

Hey Sankarji, he told the same thing which I thought. Automatically my hand caressed his hair .  I think he enjoyed it; he kissed my foot delicately. I closed my eyes as a reaction.

He took me by my wrist and asked me to follow him. Where is he taking me? By the way why should I think? After all it's my pati who is taking me & I'm ready to go anywhere with him; even to death!!!!!

We reached in front of a room. But...which room is this? I haven't entered this room in all these months!!I couldn't get whose room is this.While an ocean of thoughts were waving in my mind, his soft voice startled me!!

"Gouri", he pulled me close to him with one hand and kept one hand on my cheek. This was giving me feels!!

" I know you're confused. You should know. This room was my heartbeat, my breath, my entire life once. I spent half of my life here. This was my soul. But..."

I could notice tears trickling out of his eyes.

" But all the turns of events in my life forced me to abandon this place; the fate took back my soul away from me, my art.I destroyed all my creations in this rooms one by one following each bad event in my life. Finally this room was totally destroyed and messed up just like my life."

He closed his eyes. Oh!! this sight of him was killing me. My hands slowly raised to wipe out his tears.

"Omkaraji, this was your past. Why do you keep remembering all these now?"

He smiled, "kyun ki, only if I remember all these I can remember your entry to my life. I can remember, how you cured my pain as chulbul and now as gouri. I like to remember all these bitter past just to enjoy your presence in my life."

I was stunned, what sort of love is this. He like to wound himself just to feel the intensity of my love; our love.

He asked me to enter the room by keeping my right leg first,saying that I'm his lucky charm.

" This is a second birth of my art and I want you to enter this with me."

We tangled our fingers and entered the room together.

A world of colours, I was surprised. I could imagine omkaraji doing his art here.My eyes were widening at the sight of each corner. Of course,there were broken pieces of idols here and there. 

Suddenly the lights went off. I was scared of darkness. I was about to call him when a spotlight was noticed. There was a something covered under the light.I walked towards it.I could feel a touch on my shoulders and then came his husky voice.

"This is my first creation in my second birth, second beginning. He changed the cloth and hailaaa!!!!

It was a picture ; a picture of Omkaraji carrying me in his hands. The same scene of our Bareilly wedding. There was an agnikund in front of it.There were decorations in the background; there was a mandap. Everything else was same even the clothes; but our facial expressions were different. Back in real life, we were confused; we hated each other at that time. But here I could see pure love in the eyes in the picture; both looking each other passionately, possessively,authoritatively!!!

My eyes already began filling. As I met his eyes, he walked towards the picture, kept his spectacles, took the brush and wrote MERA GOURI on the picture.

I couldn't control more. I just ran and hugged him tight and bursted out on his chest.It was bliss...

He raised my face up and looked into my eyes.He caught some tears in his finger and told.

" These tears are not only yours now; these are mine also. You cannot shed this without my permission. These are precious pearls. I know I have made you cry a lot . But...now I wouldn't allow even one tear to come out of your eye."

Saying this he kissed my eyes; he kissed away my tears from cheek. I didn't know what was going through my mind. I raised on my legs to reach his neck and kissed him there.He was shocked by this I knew it because this was the first time I was...

I kissed his both cheeks, he was more shocked. I took away his glasses which blocked my vision to 2 beautiful pools of love.In this process , I slightly lost my balance and stumbled but he caught me. He was so shocked by my actions whereas I was breathing heavily and my heart was aching.

"Gouri ...tum..." he was stammering. Yes, he had a doubt whether I was ready. I wasn't ready till now, yes I was hesitated but now I couldn't wait...I was yearning for him to make me his own. My feelings were over taking my shyness and hesitation.

I just looked at him and shyly nodded.He took this as an approval.

He was coming closer to me. But I didn't expect it this sudden.I just pushed him and ran back to our room. 

I didn't switch on the lights, I knew he would definitely come back and I wouldn't be able to escape; I didn't want to!!!!

I opened the door to balcony and stood there holding the railing.I was so engrossed in his thoughts that I failed to hear the sound of the door. But I wasn't startled when he hugged me from back.

He was rubbing his nose in the nape of my neck. This made goosebumps on me. He turned me back and slowly touched my lips; I was frozen..

Then he...he kissed me gently. This was new to me. I could feel his love and passion for me. I don't know why but I cried, I cried my heart out. He was confused at first but then he kissed me again and consoled me.

He slowly took my hands and led me to the bed..

I loved this silence between us. We didn't say anything, not even each other's names because we could read each other's mind through our eyes , touch and...

I was lying next to him in his arms. His face was on the crook of my neck. His hair was covering my face. I loved the fragrance of my shampoo in his hair. I could feel that this fragrance was me myself.

I wanted to lose myself in his thick locks of hair, in his smile, in his eyes and totally in him...

The breeze was very strong that night and it was a full moon. We could see each other clearly in the moonlight. His face was so much filled with love.I was surprised seeing his this version as I only knew him as a  NANDI...

His touches were raising up my mind just like those white curtains were raised by the touch of the breeze...

It was the longest night we had as we saw each other's different andaaz...

The most beautiful morning of mine had began by a soft kiss on my eyes. My heart began racing as I opened my eyes. I was laying on omkaraji's chest and was trapped in his arms...We were seeing each other. I couldn't bear the intensity of his eyes. From yesterday onwards his eyes gave me some other feelings.

He was coming close to me for a kiss, smiling. But I kept a hand in between. He was acting like a crying kid; but I didn't give up.I sat on the bed tying my hair.He suddenly pushed me onto him and gave a quick yet soft kiss.

"Omkara Singh oberoi knows how to snatch things he likes by hook or crook." he was smirking.

"Oho... if you snatch things like that then this gouri kumari... nahi...gouri Omkara Singh oberoi hai na ek jhaap de diwar pe sat jaayebe!!!"

He was laughing loudly and hugged me calling me dabbang gouri and I called him nandi. He was looking at me like a complaining kid.

"Gouri. darvasa kholona, kithne der chukka!"

Hey Sankarji, man me sanka ,lag gayi Lanka. It is anika bhaujai. If she see me in this form she is surely going to tease me along with all others.

I jerked from his hold and ran into the washroom. I was smiling. I could see my blushing face in the mirror and got flashbacks of previous night.

He had opened the door and I heard the expected scream from bhaujai's mouth.

"Oh bte ki, what have you done Om??I can't believe this!!! Let me inform all others... Suno na... humari Om!!!" I heard her fainting voice as she ran out of the room.

I imagined all the surprised faces of our family members and began freshening up...but I'm sure no one will be as surprised as me in seeing my Nandi in this different version...yes very different version!!!