Rikara FF: Tu hi meri Manzil(Index: Pg 1, Chapter 28 on Pg 84) - Page 41

<Chapter 21>

Omkaara came in the evening and saw his room empty. The Canvas book which she was seeing, was lying on his bed. He had long forgotten this one, and was wondering what it could possibly do in the middle of their bed. Ok, Gauri has seen it. He was aware that there were pictures of him and Ridhima and wondered what she would have thought. Already she is adamant on her insecurities, now this. Omkaara sighed. There was a sound of tinkling anklets. Usually she doesn't wear one, but today may be she wore it. He smiled at her, thoughtfully and she saw the canvas book in his hand.

"wo.. aaj main bahut bore hogayi. Issliye room explore kar rahi thi. Yeh canvas book mila aur dekh rahi thi. Kaafi achi sketches thi.. aapki memories ki" she smiled.

"Thank you isse doondhne mein. Main kab se doondh raha tha.. isse.. actually ek sketch incomplete hain, issme, usse complete karna hain mujhe"

"Kaunsi sketch"

"I will show you after sketching.." He smiled mysteriously.

"Mujhe pata hai.. Koi pyaar bhari sketch hogi.." Her tone was sulking irritated.

"Haan pyaar bhari sketch hain. You are right"

"Kiski.. Ridhima ya nina" Gauri asked with a fallen face looking elsewhere..

Omkaara understood her sullen face and the reason behind it. He smiled mischievously..

"Gauri.. idhar aao.. tumhaari moo pe kuch hain"

"Meri moo pe.. kya hain" she was wiping her face with her hands

He pulled her close and caressed her chin "Dekha.. kuch green green sa hain" He was winking at her.

She was wondering why he was winking at her, while still wiping her face. He started laughing at her, only then she got the point that he was mocking at her. But..

"Mujhe kuch jealousy nahin" She put up a brave face.

"Really.." He caressed her lips..

"Haan.. Pyaar har kisi ko hota hain.. pata hain.. mujhe bhi ek pehla pyaar hain" her eyes twinkled. His face clouded suddenly and he became serious.

"Kya keh rahi ho"

"Haan sach. Main ek insaan se bahut pyaar karti thi. From my college days.." He was feeling a burning sensation while she spoke with dreamy eyes.

"Kaun hain woh.." He was struggling to control his disappointment and anger at the unknown person who managed to captivate the heart which he wants to reside all alone.

"Salman khan..." she sent flying kisses in the air.. Relief and jealousy came together as he watched her send flying kisses in air.

"Uff.. itni si baat hain"

"Kya itni si baat .. pata hain.. Main na..uski har koi picture 2 do baar dekhti hoon. Dabangg maine 5 baar dekhi hain, pata hain. Kya body hain..!! Kya six pack abs hain !!.. Main na deewani ho jaati, jab salman khan shirt utharthe, picture mein.."

Omkaara looked at her and himself with a weird expression. His wife fantasizes on a naked chest six pack ab actor.? Really. He can't even roam around the house wearing a vest... Fhat the wuck!!

"Kya tumhe sach mein aise flashy cheesein pasand hain" His face was intrigued with FTW expressions.

"Flashy.. Salman khan job hi karte mujhe pasand hain.. uski dance dekha hain.." she was going on and on fangirling about Salman khan that he had to literally drag her down from fancy world.

"Gauri gauri.. band ho jao.. Yahan salman khan nahi hain.. uski itna saara girlfriends hain, waise bhi. So i chodo and tumhaari aankhon ke saamne jo hain, uspe dhyaan de do"

Her doe-eyes displayed glint of naughtiness..

"Meri aankhon ke saamne, sirf ek Jatadhaari hippie hain aur jitna mujhe pata hain, uski dance nahi aati aur six pack abs bhi nahi hain" she gave a wily smile.

"Jatadhaari hippie??!!"

"wo Bareilly mein shivji ki saadu hote hain na.. usko Jatadhari hippie kehte hain. Uski lambe baal hote au r aise hi dikhthe"

"Main kya tumhaari liye sant sadhu dikhtha hoon"

"Haan.." Her naughtiness wasn't going to recede.

Before she completed her naughty smirk, he slammed her onto him by pulling her waist.. Gauri's eyes reflected panic.. "Omkaaraji.. yeh kya kar rahe hain aap"

"I am making you understand ki main koi sant sadhu nahi hoon" He slid his hands through her deep slit, backwards, encircling her waist.. Gauri was wriggling now, not able to withstand. "Chodiye naa humhe"

His hands were trailing along her mid riff and Gauri felt chills down the spine. She frantically tried to slither away from him or may be not, as his hands seemed to have a mind on its own. His fingers threw her off balance while it kept moving up. She clutched him tight while he nibbled her ear lobe. He seemed to be on a rage like she had evoked something very rageful which was dormant till then.

Gauri pushed him startled as she felt a squeeze. Her senses came to lightning jolt and her mind went blank, while he was standing before her like a cat pushed away from his bowl of milk. She turned away not able to face him, while blushing tomato red. She felt his bated breath near as she was gasping for hers. "Ab bhi tumhe lagta hain main sant sadhu hoon?" His deeply groggy voice was wrecking havoc to already racked senses.

"aap.. naa.. aise.. chi.."

"Kya karta I wanted to make you understand main koi sadhu nahi hoon. Aur tum mujhe bahut desperate kar rahe ho, Gauri. Jo dil mein hain, wo manti nahi. Jo zubaan pe hain, wo dil mein nahi. Tum mere saath aise kyun khel rahi ho? Tumhe yeh sab khel pasand hain?" She knew she can't let go of herself from this intense passionate voice.

"Aapko lagta hain main aapki saath khel khel rahi hoon?"

"Nahi to ye sab kya hain. Sach sach bolo. Don't you like my closeness?"

"..."

"I want an honest answer. Kuch cover up karne ki koshish mat karo"

"Kya aap ko pata nahi..?" she tried to avoid giving a direct answer.

"You confuse me, big time. Meri bahaon mein alag si rehti ho, aur baaki time kuch alag hi kehti ho" Omkaara sulked.

"Isme confuse hone waali kaunsi baat hain. Mujhe aap ki sab kuch pasand hain"

"Pasand hain, phir bhi walk out karna chahthi ho, Gauri..?" He turned her and slammed her against his frame..

"Meri mann mein bahut sara fears, insecurities hain, Omkaara ji. Main usse confront karne ki koshish kar rahi hoon. Bas todi samay lagega. Aap humhe samay denge?"

Omkaara was hugely surprised at this sudden positive turn.. What could have possibly happened today?

"You take your time, Par mujhse alag hone ki baat mat kiya karo. Iam there to help if you need one, yeh mat bhoolo" He was caressing her chin.

"aapki madat ki bare mein mujhe to pata hi hai.." she rolled her eyes..

"Aur bhi help karne ki tayyar hoon. Bas tum nahi le rahi hai.."

"Jitna kiya hain utna ki khaafi hai.. ab chodiye humhe" Her face turned pink at what he just did a few minutes back.

"Mujhe zyaada wait mat karwawo.. please.. yehi ek request hain"

She was looking very attentively at the button of his shirt without answering..

"Tum na mujhe desperate karke hi chodegi. Pata nahi mera kya haal hone waala hai"

She was smiling at him while there was a knock at the door..

***

Jhanvi met Omkaara in room while Gauri was busy at the kitchen. "Mom, kuch khaas baat thi?"

"I wanted to speak to you regarding Gauri.."

"What is it Mom" He was getting curious.

"Listen, Om. I don't know what she has expressed to you till date, but she is so much tangled in her fears and insecurities. I can understand her situation very well since she hasn't had any mother or support who were there for her, during her childhood. Jo Bache aise bade hote, they will have lot of inner problems wrt to confidence, fears and insecurities because they wouldn't have had an emotional hold. Maa hone ki naate I can understand her very well, I want you to understand the point too. I know ki tum usse bahut pyaar karte ho, but don't try to be harsh or be away from her, if she is not reciprocating. You know what I mean.."

"Got it mom.." Omkaara was looking thoughtful.

"Bas aisa samajh lo, she needs you more than anything, right now. I know her heart. I want her to tell it out to you just like she said me.."

"she told you something?"

"She did.."

"What did she? Mom. Batayiye naa." Omkaara couldn't control his curiosity.

"Om.. it will sound much much better hearing it from her. Trust me you will love it. Main sirf itna kehne ke liye aayi, don't push her too hard. Don't ask her to decide then and there.. Just try to understand her. She is very soft at heart Om. You have to keep reassuring her again and again, that she is the one for you.."

Omkaara's face brightened. He knows his mother and he knows what she meant. "I will, Mom" Omkaara hugged Jhanvi.. "Om, I want you both to have a very happy married life. I used to get thoughtful whether I had made a wise decision by getting you both married in the compulsion of the situation. But I am so happy, my intuition was right. Tumhaari zindagi mein jo kuch bhi kharabi hain, I am also a reason for it, Om. I am so sorry beta, you had to suffer because of me and your dad. Bas aage ki zindagi mein, main tumhaari har khushi chahthi hoon" tears flowed from her eyes while Omkaara hugged her tight.

"Mom, please control yourself. Aap ki mistake nahi thi.. khair, let us not talk about it. I want you to be happy and peaceful. That's all I want. I promise I will take care of her, Mom. Don't you worry"

<to be cont>