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TERI ORE
Humme Toh Yahi Rabba ... Kasam Se Pata Hain
Dil Pe Nahi Koi Zor Koi Zor ...
The sun had just peeped through the lazy early morning sky when she forced herself to wake up stretching her arms leaning against her so comforting bed rest. She never woke up so early at least not before the birds started to chirp good morning to her. She felt that even her bed was incensed with her because she hardly broke her nine hour sleep commitment ... she caressed her duvet trying to relieve it from being mad at her because she had not slept according to her time until her alarm clock started singing cheerfully for her. Not well rested but she was happy today was the day ... FINALLY.
After taking a quick shower, she pulled out a simple buttoned boat neck dress that was obviously white along with a pair of stud earrings. The small brush worked its way through the shape of her eye ... she winged the black gel perfectly along with repeated strokes of kohl ... redefining the eyes was her favorite part of dressing up. She swiftly tied her hair in a messy bun to run to college without even having her breakfast.
Not like any other day where she trespassed in her lectures or practices ... today she had come to the college premises at the same time that of the watchman. She was so excited. Fixated in a spot for about ten minutes she kept staring at the notice board circular which informed about the sculpting workshop to be conducted by Omkara Singh Oberoi. She was actually smiling like an idiot looking at the pinned sheet of paper which said that Omkara will come to her college for three consecutive days.
GOOD MORNING GAURI ... Om wished her from her back disturbing her dreamy trail of thoughts. SIR ... saying which she ran out of expression looking at him. He smiled and walked in a passage of classrooms. She was elated. Their first meeting and introduction was something she can tell you word by word but he remembers her name ... he knows she is Gauri. Her already high spirits were happy dancing right now ... and this was going to be one of the best days of her life because she so knew that they were going to twin white.
He began with his workshop after exchanging basic formalities. They were discussing about various qualities and purposes of clay. He talked to them about how sculpting is not only about decoration but also a means to make commodities of everyday use and how this clay is a sole source of income for many. Then coming to sculpting he talked about different periods in the pages of history and their sculpting significance. She was concentrating not just fan girling because he made her fall in love with his work more than him. It is true that various forms of art are less appreciated but she always felt that in his hands ... the art was safe.
He took a round in between the tables as everyone had started working with their clay mixing and matching different variety and proportions. He has satisfied with the class response until he saw this minion absolutely hiding behind a broad shouldered boy trying to get her thing right. He did not even realize that she was attending the session! Gauri are we here to knead flour and make chapattis out of it ... he asked her sternly with his hands crossed against his chest. Not wanting to but she had to look at him forcing a smile ... continuously blinking her eyes. She knew she had messed up. Do it again, he instructed and she just nodded her head.
He came back to her after one round and she had worked properly this time but more than the clay what grabbed his attention were the soft black tresses of hair that had escaped from her then lose bun teasing her facial features and expressions ... she was looking so cute while getting such disturbed. Tie your hair ... he said to her offering a hair band out of his pocket replying to she chuckled showing off her hands smeared in clay and then she continued punching the wet substance.
She felt a dozen thrills and chills across her body when his fingers slightly brushed against her nape to gather the lose strands into a beautiful bunch of hair. She stared at him wide eyed when he was thinking that her hair were so healthy and shiny. He was tying a pony tail... I want a hairstyle like yours she mumbled referring to his man bun. Girl! You have longer hair ... he argued and both of them were embarrassed by how the whole room giggled looking at them.
After workshop was dispersed for the day ... he saw her outside the room almost crying while scratching her hands. She was irritably in pain. He walked to see and realize the shade if red her hands got because of rashes. Why did you work with clay even after being allergic? He was getting angry at her ... because I am a fool!!! She gave back to him even more irritated now. I am going and asking the clerk for an ointment. He turned to leave ...
SIR ... she called him and he looked at her. I need your interview for the faculty editorial ... her tone was of saying more than that of requesting because she knew he would not say no... come to my studio in the evening ... he told her and left.
She was on the ninth cloud right now actually on her way to his studio, her excitement was animatingly seamless. It was for many occasions that she was invited to the Oberoi Mansion being one rare sensible friend of her classmate Rudra amidst his gang of clowns but for the first time in her life she was going to walk in Omkara's studio ... a place where he allowed nobody. She was going crazy.
She walked in observing the intricate carving on the wooden door which was polished to glisten .the studio was no fancy place ... least he cared about how presentable it looked but it was clean with the splashes of different kinds of emulsions on the walls and a pile of waste products in a corner. She noted that his studio was four times bigger than her master bedroom. She looked at the spectacled him running his fingers across the damp canvas ... it felt so intense.
Gauri you can finish your work along the while ... I finish mine... ge asked her to sit on a chair nearby. So tell me why did Omkara Singh Oberoi chose personal interest over family business ... he answered her moreover she could feel his passion ... he was attending her not failing to concentrate on his own task even for a moment ... she was in awe ... and he continued to talk about his college like and she thought of him to be an appropriate textbook inspiration ...
Their conversation had to take a break when she heard his name but from a different female's voice. Ridhhima had come. Gauri kept gawking at her as she talked to Om for more than five minutes and then left saying she had to protest against a cigarette factory today ... she wanted to hug him but he wanted her to stay away from his multicolored state. Gauri was annoyed because Ridhima seemed like fevicol. Gauri was thinking how nice it would be to hit her with a broomstick!
And that's my girlfriend of five years! Omkara laughed hard as Ridhima left. Gauri was shocked out of bodily wit. She did not want to believe him. For whatever seemed annoying till this point was now shattering her. She did not want to speak a word. She kept her pen and note pad aside to switch on the recorder of her phone as he continued telling her about his various exhibitions ... her head was in her palms ...
She was not able to sleep in the night because the day had completely changed her romantic idea of life. She continuously wept ... with her eyes, even the skin of her cheek was burning. The day had been drastic. It was just after some dreamlike heart beating moments that she got to know that he has a girl friend ... a five year live-in relationship ... even her empty tummy had stopped complaining owing to her tears. Something within her was breaking part by part ... the feeling unbearable.
We need to talk! She headed straight into him the next early morning ... she wore lose casuals with not even a tinge of kohl ... and not only her even the weather had no mercy on her hair. Say ... he listened to her ... I LOVE YOU!!! she managed to utter fighting the lump in her throat ... WHAT ??? he was not ready to believe her ears. Yes Omkara I do ... I have admired, respected and so loved you ... a lot and now that I have come to know that you have a girlfriend ... I don't want to cheat on her ... thinking about you is making me feel miserable ... she seemed shaken in her kind of confidence.
Omkara was helplessly listening to her. I know it's very childish and stupid of me to come to you to tell this but you deserve to know and I cannot bear the heart ache of such one sided love ... I don't want to .. I cannot take this even for a while ... I am sorry for spoiling your morning ... and then she ran away from there not wanting to cry ... he was transfixed until realized that he had to work. She did not come to attend the workshop and Om was desperate to talk to her ...
She was sitting in the canteen with Rudra when he came recklessly searching for her ... she was blankly stirring her cup of coffee when Om rushed to her table. Hi O ... what are you doing here at this time? Don't you have date plans with Ridhima ... it was becoming torturous for Gauri she stood to go away. SHUT UP RUDRA! The whole world knows that we broke up last month ... Om banged his fist on the table ... he said this loud and clear for Gauri more than for Rudra ... it was news for her, she was bewildered. As Rudra continued to pester his brother.. Gauri managed to escape.
She was dragging her feet in the corridor abusing herself about how she invited trouble, how she had so comfortably hit her foot on the axe. She was ridiculously stupid in making that kind of dumb confession ... it was not needed ... but Gauri you are Gauri ... who loves to jumble around and create mayhem. Her self talk was of accusing but enjoyable ...
GAURI ... her name on his lips forced her to stop. She did not turn ... she did not want to look at him. You did not come for the workshop today? He asked trying not to be awkward ... I am going to the library ... I am busy ... she blabbered her frustration and took tiny stomping steps ahead when he called her again ... WHAT??? She was shouting ... still not wanting to look at him ... can you accompany me for lunch? His voice warm enough to melt her ...
She was not able to accept as true what he just said ... YOU STUPID GIRL!!! Scolded her heart
She realized that it is not a dream when he called her again ...
O-K-A-Y ... she said meekly but then a bright smile appeared on her lips as he came forward to look into her eyes.
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