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Hello people,
Quite disappointed with current track and chopping of Rikara scenes in IB. Also, disappointed with no closure on Bareilly track, suddenly dessert love and awkward couch wake-up is not how I imagined Rikara story going forward, so I am writing my own dreams about how they should be portrayed - an attempt.
Gauri has had too many problems all her life and now she deserves to be treated like a princess, pampered all the way to the moon, she deserves to know what falling in love is like, rather than getting married on the street due to circumstances and being rebuked by so called husband the whole time after. Yes, Gauri loves Omkara, but what in the name of 'love' has she seen? No courting. No dating. No teasing. No build-up. Suddenly Omkara confesses, kidnaps, feeds dessert and is ready to kiss!!!! And in the past , he tried to seduce her twice - once when Buama fed him drugs and now when he wanted to break her completely. And lets not forget, how young she is. She is Rudy's age maximum.
Ok, here it goes, I will try to weave in the current track up to the morning only - NO GOA in this.
And, I want this song picturised on Rikara at some point - not asking for a lot - Am I?
Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan
Gauri woke up with a slight headache, only to find herself in Omkara's room. At first, she could not believe where she was, but then the occurrences of past night started to play in her head, how her husband had put a tape on her mouth, lifted her and then she had fainted. However it went, she was happy to be home. A place she had devoted herself to. She had many memories here, good and bad. This one, will go down as a good one.
She went to freshen up, still many questions and doubts raging in her mind. So, what now?
All forgotten, start afresh? She wasn't even sure what the status of their relationship was now? Although Omkara had stated many times in past few days that she was his wife and he loved her, she wasn't quite sure what that meant for the future. Just carry on from where they left? But they didn't leave it at a very ' carry forward' stage, with the whole tearing card and Omkara's letter fiasco.
Pick up from where they left was not an option.
What then? Start afresh? What would that mean - as husband as wife? As friends for now? As lovers? Gauri was confused, utterly confused. She was drying her hair with the towel and looking at her reflection in the mirror, hoping to seek an answer, but there was none, so she decided to do her hearts bidding, wherever it takes her.
Omkara, on the other hand , was helping his brother Shivaay prepare custard for Anika, when he decided to make some for Gauri as well. He was happy. She was back. He wanted to give her all the small little joys that she was denied of so far. He will start with a bowl of custard to do just that. He couldn't help blushing thinking about Gauri's reaction when he takes the custard to her. He wanted to make a new beginning with her, give her all that was due as his wife. But her knew that Gauri was hurt and he should give it some time to get her to a place where she feels the same. He also knew that she was young, inexperienced in the ways of love , and he will have to take it very slow with her. What he did not know is - how will he manage that - after denying himself Gauri's love for so long, now he felt impatient. He wanted her, just like he wanted to breathe. He will have to restrain himself, for both of their sakes.
Slowly, he made his way to his room, no, their room. He blushed. She was sitting by the couch, taking her clothes out of her suitcase, in a monologue to herself, her back facing him, she was wearing her red kurta. His breathe hitched when he saw her, the same backless kurta, strings of which he had helped her tie one fine morning, months ago. He was very aware of the attraction he had towards her even then, but now, it was a different story. All his doubts had cleared, she had confessed her love for him, nothing should come between them now, but he chided himself. Reminded himself of the monologue he had in the kitchen and walked slowly towards her.
'Gauri' he said, and she rose, looked at him with happiness, with all the love that was possible to fill in one's eyes. He melted. He reciprocated with his eyes. There were no more words required between them. He showed her the custard bowl - ' I made it, for you' and stuffed a spoonful in her mouth. She smiled, and took the spoon from him and fed some to him. It tasted sweeter than when he had tried before for tasting, he smiled. They sat on the couch, he put his arm around her and she went into his embrace as that was the most natural thing for her to do. They talked whole night, he told her about his misgivings, his past life, some of it atleast and she shared her past experience with him. When they slept on the couch in each others arms - they couldn't tell.
In the morning, they heard some awful noises coming from the swimming pool and rushed together to investigate. Rudy was in the pool, threatening to take 'jal samadhi' , everyone else - Shivika, Bhavya, daadi had also gathered around. Rudy was saying ' I will only come out on one condition that my bros accompany me to Goa for music fest' . Omkara was annoyed, he wanted to spend some time with Gauri, get to know her a bit better, make her happy, give her peace and love, of which she had been denied all her life. Shivaay had other thoughts in his head - of course to do with Anika. But Rudy was unrelenting - he accused them of not opening the door when he knocked last night.
Anika in turn accused Shivaay of not letting her open the door, but Gauri and Omkara just looked at each other in confusion! When had Rudy knocked? Why didn't they hear? They were blushing, their cheeks red thinking about how lost they were in each other to have missed Rudy's knocking, they remained silent, again talking through their eyes.
It was decided that the three bros and three obahus will leave for Goa the next day, on separate trips, the boy gang and the gal gang. OM believed in equality, if the boys are going out to have fun, why should the gals be denied? So it was decided. This way, Shivaay and Omakar were happy, they had plans to sneak in to their respective wives itinerary every now and then. But it was not easy to convince Rudy. The bros had to join him in the pool, cuddle him, high five him, only then he agreed for a two-prong plan and leaving next day.
Omkara came out of the pool all wet and walked to his room. Gauri had showered and changed, her hair wet, her kurta dori open, she was trying to tie it. He was mesmerized at the sight that met his eye, he kept staring forgetting his own state. Gauri stared back at him in the mirror and remarked - Omakarji, aapko sardi lag jayegi. She quickly pulled out a towel from the cupboard and made him sit down, trying to dry his hair. He was intoxicated in her scent, small droplets of water trickling down her hair onto him. He couldn't take it anymore. He pulled her onto his lap. She was taken by surprise. He as looking at her as if he was possessed. He touched a droplet of water on her cheek and trailed it down to her neck with his finger. She was getting hot and bothered, she was also now completely wet bcoz of his pool clothes. She was feeling things she has never felt in her life before, not knowing how to react, she got up and ran towards the bathroom to change once again. That's when he came out of his reverie. He smirked, so she is as affected by him.
This was going to be fun ! Some teasing with his very naiive, so in love with him wife, would make a very good trip in Goa.
He got up, thinking he couldn't wait for the next day , today he had to sort out some exhibition stuff but he was ready for Goa. He was planning all the naughty things he would do in his head. He walked towards the bathroom and knocked - Gauri, he said' come out, or shall I come in?' And then smirking, he took his clothes and left to use the adjoining bathroom, leaving Gauri to gather her nerves.
END
What say people? I was hoping for a slow and gentle, eye-lock, attraction period for Rikara after confession, where they learn more and more about each other and fall in love all over again, but cant expect that from the CVs , can we?
Please leave you comments.
Some encouragement to keep me going...
Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan ( Day 2) - part 2
Oberoi mansion was in topsy-turvy, so many preparations had to made, the Obros and Obahus were going on a week long trip to Goa ( separately). So everything had to be doubly planned, each gangs itinerary, accommodation, transportation etc. Whilst the Obros were going to travel in their open top red Ferrari, the limousine was prepared for the Obahus. Re: accommodation, Shivkara made sure that Obahus were staying in the same five star resort as them , only in different rooms, and without Rudy's knowledge that their rooms were inter-connected with a secret door. Of course, SSO hone ke koi toh faayde hain, the hotel manager was all too obliging and the hotel staff was briefed accordingly.
Omkara was restless, he had not seen his chiraiyaa for 6 hours straight. He was caught up in the exhibition planning since he left that morning after teasing her. He just wanted to get home and spend some time with her before they left for Goa that evening in separate cars. He rushed through the rest of his briefings to the curators and made his way home as soon as could, only to find his love busy packing things into two suitcases. he kept admiring her from afar, so lovingly she held every shirt of his, smelled it, hugged it and then arranged it in his suitcase. He was spell-bound! So much love and so much beauty, if he died just now he wouldn't regret. He kept observing her from a distance, until she felt his eyes on her and turned.
'Aap' she said. She turned red thinking how long has be been there. He put her at ease saying, yes, I just arrived. Packing ho gayi? yes, a few last things to go in - I wanted to check with you - what paints will you take? Don't worry, he said, there wont be time for paints. She finished packing and he called the servant - please take these suitcases, this one in the Ferrari and the other one in the limo. The servant nodded and Omkara smirked, this will be fun, purposely he had switched the suitcases around. He had also taken Shivaay into confidence about his plans to spend time with Gauri in Goa, and Shivaay was only too happy for his bro and rakhi sis, who he adored like crazy. And of course, Shivaay was hoping that if Omkara takes Gauri away, he will have Anika to himself for a bit. He had briefed Anika about Omkara's plan that afternoon. At first she was reluctant to leave his little chiraiyya sis alone , but Shivaay explained to her Omkara;s motives and then Anika was happy to co-operate. And she wasn't complaining at all for having Shivaay all to herself whilst Rikara were together.
Bhavya was not going with them, she had received a call that afternoon that she was being re-instated as ACP as upon investigation they found that she had been setup. She was all too happy to have her uniform back. But she had to fulfill her contract with Rudy as his body guard which she related to the Commissioner. He wasn't complaining as he was going to send her on a secret mission to Goa as an under-cover cop, since no one knew of her re-instatement. Bhavya was happy to carry out the mission but she had to inform that Obros and Obahus that she wont accompany them.
The only remaining hurdle for Omkara - his dear baby bro Rudy of course. Shivaay had a solution in place. He sweet -talked Rudy into maintaining his gym sessions whilst in Goa , and Rudy was happy that first time Shivaay didn't think of his exercise sessions as obsession but was in fact happy to take his gear along so Rudy can exercise even when in Goa. Shivaay knew all too well, that Rudy required atleast 3 hours of exercise in the afternoon, then shower and then a power-nap in the afternoon. That gave them 5-6 hours of free time to spend time with their respective wives whilst Rudy was busy body-building. It was a prefecr plan.
Omkara had just gone over this in his own head, when he saw Gauri come out of the washroom ready and dressed for Goa. Only last touch remaining was her dupatta. She looked ethereal and suddenly he couldn't bear the idea of being away from her in separate rooms for next 7 days. She was just about picking up her dupatta, when he did. She asked him for it but he refused to give it to her. When she came closer to take it, he pinned her to the wall, with both his hands on her sides. She was surprised. 'Omkaraji' yeh kya kar rahe hain aap' she complained. He smirked. ' I am looking at you' he said. She couldn't believe what he just said, he was staring at her lovingly and had a naughty smirk on his face. ' Whhhyyy' she said. Is something wrong? Kuch laga hain humare chehre par? She tried touching her face, when he held her hand. Nothing, he said, just looking at you. She was blushing by now, he voice shaking - ' Why'?
' Its all your fault' he said. 'You only agreed to send us Obros away on this separate trip, now I wont be able to see you for 7 days' She blushed yet again. ' You know' he continued, when you went away after I shouted at you during the inspiration phase, my breath dried out. I was looking for you everywhere. I was seeing you everywhere. I was imagining you , touching you, you were just there'. I was going mad, had Rudy not asked you to come back for uniting Shivika. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had no idea Omkara missed her so much. 'And when you were doing your secret English classes, and I couldn't see you, talk to you for few days, I was going mad, thinking all sorts of things - like you were no longer interested in me'. I waited for you every day, every evening to come back, so I could see you , in the room, close to me.'
Gauri couldn't believe her ears. She knew Omkara had confessed to her and all, but she had no idea of how deeply they were tied together. He missed her as much as she missed him !
Her reverie was disturbed by a knock on the door, Rudy shouted ' O' Lets go, its time for Goa. Gauri fidgeted. ' Rudy bhaiya is outside ' . ' So' said Omkara. ' Let me go' . No, I want to look at you. Gauri was all hot and bothered by now, blushing, she pleaded to him, ' please Omkaraji'. But he kept looking at her as if in a trance.
Another knock, this time it was Anika, ' Gauri, lets go, the car is ready'.
Gauri moved, but it was futile, Omkaras grip was strong, ' please' she said. ' Bhaujai is waiting for me'.
' On one condition' he said. ' What?'
' Kiss me' .
' What?'
' I said kiss me' said Omkara in the most seductive tone possible.
' Omakraji...' she had no words, she wanted to drown, at the same time she was melting in his gaze.
Looking at her state, he released her ' okay, go'. She smiled. ' Gauri' he stopped her.
She turned around and in a flash, he had kissed her on her cheek.
She gasped, turned red and ran out of the door. Running, only that her feet were not on the ground, she was running on seventh heaven, she felt euphoric. What could this feeling be...
Omkara smiled, seeing her reaction, he felt happy, he felt at home, he had his Gauri, he just had to draw out all of his dabanng chiraiyya again, who was lost somewhere due the burdens she had to bear all these years. He was determined to just do that.
And of course, have fun along the way, get his fill of her, which will never be enough, according to him, he needed her, like one needs their breath. With this happy thought in mind, he followed her , sat in the Ferrari where ShivRu were waiting for him and they took off, followed by the limo where his heart was...
END
So guys, this was part 2 - day 2 .
I am planning to make this into a 7 day story.
What do you think?
Leave your comments below.
Aakhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 3 - Part 3
They reached Goa in the early hours next morning, with the sun yet to hit the horizon. The Obros had taken turns to drive the Ferrari, the limo followed closely behind and a third car with two drivers and two servants was a close third. Just in case, Shivkara thought, their wives needed help at hand. Otherwise, they had many plans to send them on errands and implement their plans. The Obros checked into their respective rooms and Obahus in theirs. Obros retired and were off to dreamland soon after.
AniRi had enjoyed their journey , chatting away, exchanging thoughts on Obros and talking about their childhood, their life in general. Their bonding was getting stronger as days passed, they thought of each other as sisters, not sisters-in-law. During this whole episode, Anika had to really make an effort not let out any information about Omkara's plans for Gauri. She so wanted to share this with her little chiraiyaa and make her happy, but she had to hold back. Knowing Anika, anyone would think it was a huge feat for her, to keep a secret for so long. She was satisfied with herself, tired and sleepy, so she bid goodnight to Gauri and took comfort in the cozy mattress of her five star suite.
Gauri slept for a little while, but woke up with the first rays of the sun, as was her habit. She took a quick shower, in a hurry to water any plant instead of her tulsi and do aarti of her Shankarji, whose little statue she had brought along with her in the handbag. After the shower, she opened the suitcase, to change only to be shell-shocked. She had Omkara's suitcase instead of her own!!! How could this happen? She didn't know what to do? What is she going to wear now? She didn't want to get into her old clothes as she had to do her morning rituals still. She did not want to wake her Anika bhaujai to borrow clothes, she was well aware that unlike her, Anika liked sleeping into late morning. She did not want to call Omkara to ask him to send her suitcase, they were on separate trips and she was determined to not disturb Obros time together. She was in the bathrobe, still thinking about what to do, when as if on cue, her phone rang. he eyes shot open when she saw the caller ID ' Jatadhari hippie' was calling her as if he read her thoughts...
Omkara could not sleep at all, he was already missing his chiraiyaa. He couldn't believe how used to he was, to her bangles and jewelry making music the entire night she slept on the couch. He was also on tenterhooks, just waiting to see what Gauri will do when she finds out about the exchanged suitcase. He smiled to himself, his plan was going to work. The sun had risen, she would have woken up, showered, ready for her morning rituals only to find her clothes missing! He couldn't help smiling, thinking of her. He recalled Chulbul days when he was woken up every morning with the tinkling of temple bells, smell of incense in the room and light of diyas shining through. How could he not see the goodness of Gauri then? How could he not notice that Chulbul was actually her - even when he felt some strange attraction towards a HIM the whole time. So much so that Rudy had taken to teasing him about it - maa da ladla bigad gaya. He so wanted to kill Rudy then, and he was so angry with himself for not being able to control this attraction.
He decided, it was time to call her. She picked up. 'Hello' he said. ' Morning' she said,' how did you know I was hoping you'd call'. ' I just knew' he smirked, it was all going according to his plan. ' Our suitcases got exchanged somehow'. ' Really?' He pretended to not know. ' Shall I send a servant with your suitcase and you can give him mine?' Purposely he mentioned the servant, knowing full well, that she wouldn't open the door to a servant in that situation. ' Nahin' she remarked, ' if you don't mind please can you bring mu suitcase over, knock on the door and I will put yours outside, you can leave mine outside, after you leave I will take it'. ' Ok' Omkara said, knowing full well that's not how it is going to pan out. 'I will be there in 10 minutes' he said. With a spring in his step, he got up to brush his teeth, checked his countenance in the mirror several times, picked up the suitcase and walked out, pretending he had to go very far.
' Oh no' Gauri thought, Omkaraji is coming and I am in a bathrobe!!!!! What shall I do?
After 5 mins, there was knocking on the door. 'Who is there' she said making sure it was him.
' Its me' Omkara'.
'Ok, leave the suitcase outside and I will take it' Gauri hoped, as she worded her wish.
' What about mine Gauri'. Omkara had a naughty grin on his face ' open the door and I will leave yours, pick up mine'.
'No'
' Come on Gauri, its just me'
' Promise, you will leave as soon as you pick up your case'.
' Of course'.
She opened the door slightly, trying to push the suitcase out, when he pounced on the door and entered with another suitcase..
' Omkarajiii!' Gauri screamed, holding tightly to her clothes...
Omkara could not believe the sight that met his eyes! His breath hitched and he was dumbstruck.
Gauri was standing next to the wall, in his red and black chequered shirt! IN HIS SHIRT!!!
There was nothing he wanted in that moment but to BE THAT SHIRT.
She looked like and angel and a seductress at the same time. How could she do these two things at the same time? He was at a loss. A loss for words, she had taken his breath away. This ethereal beauty was going to be his death one day. This was not his plan, this was BETTER than his plan. He couldn't thank his stars enough. He left the suitcase and took small steps towards her. His feet were moving at their own accord, he didn't have to ask his brain to order them.
He cornered her, she was already stuck to the wall, hoping that she could somehow be invisible than be in this state before Omkara. She cursed herself for changing into his shirt but she was also going to wear his pyjamas underneath, but he arrived before she had time to.
' This is my shirt Gauri' He mumbled seductively.
' Yes, sorry, I had to do my morning rituals so I wore it' she looked down and replied, all she wanted was to disappear in the ground.
' I want it back' he said.
' Yes, as soon as I change into my clothes I will send it for laundry and you can have it back' She pleaded.
' I want it now' He commanded.
She looked at him, first time, he was lost in her, he was looking at her as if in a trance...' do you have any idea what you are doing to me right now?' he continued.
' I am sorry, I didn't mean to spoil your shirt' I will change quickly now that I have my clothes, she moved.
He took her arm and pushed her back to the wall.
'That's not what I meant Gauri. I want to come very close to you Gauri, I always have wanted to '
' Omkaraji... please' she couldn't find words, she was feeling things she couldn't explain. She wanted to be like this forever, cornered by him, close to him, him gazing at her lovingly, but she felt shy at the same time, she was so naiive in the ways of love.
' Please let me go, Omkaraji' she mewled. 'Please'.
' On one condition', he said.
Afraid of what he was going to ask going by previous days experience, she didn't want to take that risk.
'Please Omkaraji', she looked at him with puppy eyes.
He was defeated, 'Ok, first call me Om'.
'What?' she said.
' Call me Om'
' But'
'Ok, stay here like this then'
' OOOmmm' she sighed.
A bright smile broke out on his lips, all his teeth shone through, he was in heaven, this was bliss.
Hearing his name from her, his shortened version, very few people in this world were qualified enough to call him that ' Om'. But from her lips, it sounded different. He was loving it.
He observed her, she was melting away, shy, he breathing heavy.
He took his hands off from both sides of the wall , and let her go.
She ran, ' enjoy your day' he said. 'I hope you will like my other surprise today.'
Saying this, he left her to her own devices, taking his suitcase along, smirking.
He had decided to give her some time to recover from this, let her spend some time with Anika, getting to know Goa today, whilst he spent some time with Obros, lest Rudy gets suspicious about his plan.
Thinking about her, he entered his room.
The rest of the day is going to be torture, after having seen her in his shirt avatar, but he was happy to wait, wait till she is ready, shower her with all the love in the world, give her the moments that the world and he himself had stolen from her.
This thought made him happy.
END
So guys, this was Day 3, Part 3.
What do you think? Thank you for all your comments, the encouragement keeps me going.
Love you all.
Keep reading and looking forward to more feedback!!!!
Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 4 Part 4
Gauri couldn't sleep all night; she was missing her Jatadhari too much. When she and Anika had readily said yes, for Obros to have a holiday on their own she didn't realise, how difficult it was going to be, even a day without him. Yes, she had been without him before, but then she had no expectations from him, she was just doing her duty. But now he had confessed he loved her and she had always loved him. This thought brought a smile to her face, as she woke up to greet the first rays of the sun as usual.
She recalled the activities of the past day, her first in Goa. She had spent the entire day with Anika, exploring the sights and sounds of Goa. ShiKara had planned the day itinerary for them. The driver had first taken them to visit the museums and churches and temples, and then to the old Portuguese town, which both of them loved. They had lunch in Spice Island Resort, which was a new concept for recreation in Goa. Lush, green surroundings, a river flowed through the site, separating the resort from the rest of the world. After they crossed over in a boat, they were greeted like princesses with Indian style welcome with tika, garland etc. They felt like the gals from Hawaii whose pictures they had seen in magazines in their past lives. If this was not enough, they found out that the entire resort was booked for them, there was no other guest, all staff was dedicated for just the two of them! They were treated like queens, first given a demonstration of how spices were grown in the resort, how expensive they were, how long it took to grow them, how much care had to be given etc. Then, a demonstration of how they were used in authentic Goan cooking, and well then obviously they were treated to the most amazing food...
They had the most amazing day so far, there was dancing and music, a short skit was put up for them and they dies laughing. They really enjoyed each other's company, like long lost sisters celebrating childhood together. They were happy, and in between there were moments when they were missing their respective halves, hoping they were with them. In the evening, they retired to Anika's room watching a movie with dhishoom dhishoom, which they found was another common thing they liked, ordered room service and laughed some more. Anika asked Gauri to sleep with her, but the chirayya had other plans, hoping that her Jatadhari would visit her, and if he did, she wanted to be in her room to greet him, so she retired to her room after bidding Anika goodnight.
She was disappointed he didn't come in the night, but she was hoping he would come today to see her, like yesterday morning; after all he owed her something ...Oh dear! She thought, he better come, or else what would she wear today? And then she blushed thinking about Omkara's surprise. He had returned her suitcase but not with all her belongings. She had got a shock when she opened it. Inside lay, a few of her essentials, and a gift wrapped box. Nothing else! She was stunned; she had quickly opened the gift box. There was a day dress and a night dress in there. With a note, from the Nandi himself.
Omkara's note:
My Gauri, you may not remember but I recall very clearly to this day, the first time I saw you, you were wearing yellow, looking bright as the sunshine, as cheerful as a sunflower and as precious as a gemstone. You had a naughty innocent smirk on your face, sunglasses on your eyes and you were flying in the air with your village kid friends. I think I fell in love with you then, but only didn't realise it, I thought it was just attraction. I wanted to ignore you, but you had entered my life, already. And then I saw you on the dhaba, in yellow again, when Chulbul went missing, we danced together, you slept on my shoulder, I thought it was all a dream, how could you have come there? I didn't know then that you were my Chulbul as well, my friend, my buddy. Your mom, when she visited us, the first time, she brought a yellow sari for you, I remember running into our room to take you out as the fire alarm had gone off, but when I saw you I couldn't take my eyes off you, you accidentally collided with me, that sari, I felt like all my senses were on fire... I have no words to state what I felt, how I controlled myself from coming close to you just then.
These are some of the precious moments of my life, which I will cherish for ever, thank you for giving those to me. Please accept this dress from me, in your favourite colour yellow, wear it today and make some new memories of your own, share them with me later. This will be not my first gift to you, but first, given with earnest love. The first gift I bought for you, a stole from Germany, I couldn't give it to you in hesitation, I was confused about my feelings. The second gift, the white sari, I did give to you, but in wrath, I was burning in jealous rage then, wanting to break you, take revenge from you, for making me want you and then going away with another man. I cannot ask for forgiveness enough times for what I did, but I was a mad man then. I wanted you, I could not see you with someone else, I shouldn't have doubted your character but I wasn't thinking straight, I was, and I am possessive about you.
I love you. Can't wait to see you!
Only yours
Om
Tears were trickling down her cheeks, tears of joy, of love, of pride, of mad passion. She was on eighth heaven if there was such a place. She looked at the most beautiful yellow dress she had seen in her life, hugged it, and went to get ready. The night dress was the same colour, made of the softest muslin, a bit revealing but still very considerate. She couldn't wait to try it in the evening. When Anika had seen her in the dress, she remarked on how beautiful Gauri looked. But only Gauri knew, it was probably the glow of being in love and knowing that your love is reciprocated. At night she had worn the night dress in the hope to see Omkara but he hadn't come.
So, this morning she waited. She didn't want to risk taking a shower and having to greet her Jatadhari in a bathrobe! She almost jumped when she heard a knock on the door, she sprinted to open it, but only to find a lady standing outside. She was dressed in hotel staff uniform, Good morning m'am' she said. May I come in?'
Yyess, morning, please'. Gauri replied trying to hide her disappointment.
This is for you' she held out another gift wrapped box' Omkara sir has sent it. He also mentioned if you need any help, please let me know. Do you need anything m'am?'
No..oo. Thank you.' Said Gauri and asked the lady to leave.
She was a tad bit disappointed that Omkara had not come himself but she was also looking forward to discovering what was in the box, and so she got to work...to discover another layer of his deep-rooted passion for her...
END
So guys, I hope you like it. Yes, one day without Omkara.
He is teasing her of course, so next time he sees her she is a bundle of love for him.
Sorry, a bit late update, was travelling so didn't get a chance earlier.
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Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 5 Part 5
Omkara was desperate. He couldn't wait for the clock to show the time he was waiting for. Past 24 hours had been the hardest in his life, when it came to exercising self-control. It was torture staying away from her, his Gauri, especially when he had planned that himself. He couldn't help cursing himself for coming up with such an idea. He had decided that to draw her out of her shell, where she remained the adarsh bahu' only, he had to do something like this, tease her a bit. He had seen glimpses of the passionate Dabangg Gauri first time in Bareilly, many times as Chulbul and several times as the mischief maker whose help Rudy had sought out many times in the past months in Oberoi Mansion. They were crime partners, Rudy and her; he couldn't help smiling at their camaraderie, his baby bro and his little chirayya. He was so proud of her for forging such deep bonds with his entire family; they all loved her in their own ways. He was the last one. He was the only one, who had doubted her and realised his bond with her so late in the day, when he was almost going to lose her!
This thought sent shivers down his spine, with a new resolve, he got up and said to himself, No more, Omkara, she is yours and you are hers. I will bring her back, she will be as happy she used to be before I met her'. Repeating this he headed to his destination.
Gauri was dumb-struck once again looking at the dress Omkara ji had sent for her. It was a beautiful nude pink dress with a skirt made of soft material and a cut sleeve crop top, which exposed her stomach. There was a dupatta, same colour but sprinkled with stars, soft but shining like the night sky. She was overwhelmed by this beautiful selection. Last time she wore that colour, she had received many compliments from everyone in the household, especially her Rudy bhaiyaa, who was teasing her like anything for looking so beautiful. She smiled and decided to take a shower, morning rituals and dress up for the day. She had no idea what itinerary was planned for them that day, but she knew it would be the best, anything done by her Bade Bhaiyaa and her Jatadhari would be world-class. In her hurry to try on the dress, she forgot to check for a night dress in the package and the note.
She quickly got ready and waited for Anika. In the meantime, she decided to call her mother and relate all about her day yesterday in Goa. An hour later, Anika called to say that they were not due to go out until mid-afternoon, so they could have a relaxed breakfast, maybe in Gauri's room and then have a relaxed start to the day. Anika, was smiling to herself, happy at the thought what was in store for Gauri today, she didn't know the details but she knew her big devar was going to whisk her off to somewhere. And the very thought of spending the day with Shivaay made her ecstatic, SSO all to herself for a good 5-6 hours, yippee, she jumped with joy. They had breakfast together talking about how beautiful Goa was and what would they see more in the next few days.
Anika kept looking at her watch, and as if on cue, spilled a whole load of orange juice on herself Oh bete ki, phail gaya raita'. She remarked, acting all innocent. Oh no bhaujai' said Gauri, go and change quickly and give this for laundry else your dress will be ruined.
You don't worry Gauri, you get ready we need leave soon' Anika stated
Ok Bhaujai, I am ready only. I will wait for you to change' Gauri pleaded
Oh no, you go to the limo and settle down, take the bag I brought in just now with you, I will join you soon' Anika ordered.
We will go together Bhaujai'
Anika almost pushed Gauri out of the room, she was becoming difficult, You go, I am coming in 5 minutes' saying this Anika rushed off to her room.
Gauri, already out of her room with the bag, headed to the limo, sat down and just as she was going to instruct the driver that Anika will join in 5 minutes, the car started and she was heading somewhere already!
Oh no, Driver bhaiya, we need to wait for Anika Bhaujai. Stop, stop. She cried. But the partition between the driver's area and main cabin in the limo was sound-proof and so he couldn't hear her, plus, he had instructions from ShivKara and there was no way he was going to against them two. So he carried on.
Whilst Gauri was thinking about what to do, her phone rang, it was Anika, Gauri, you go ahead, I just remembered I had to go see this boarding school for Saahil today, so I will not join you, you should go ahead'.
Nahin, Bhaujai, hum aapke bina kaise, hum wapas aa rahe hain'.
Gauri, do as I say, promise me, you will get to the venue and stay there, as planned'. Anika urged.
What has happened to Bhaujai' thought Gauri, but she was defeated once Anika, who she thought of as her big sis had asked her to do something, she could not refuse. So she agreed.
Gauri reached the venue in half hour, it looked like a cottage handicraft resort, made with mud architecture but fully fitted with contemporary luxury, surrounded by lush green landscape and a river, there were several colourful stalls full of art and craft, restaurant, exhibition space etc. As soon as Gauri got off the car, a host of people came to welcome her, Welcome M'am, we are very pleased to have you here Mrs. Omkara Oberoi. Sir has built this place brick by brick; his vision is elaborate, we are lucky to have patrons such as yourself and sir supporting us'. She was awe-struck, how many more layers of Om was she going to see. She always knew he was a philanthropic and sensitive person, but to do everything with so much passion! She was overwhelmed.
She greeted them, she was given a tour of the place by the manager himself, shown all the workshops of how various craft was created by artisans, who used to be poor but were now making a good living because of this place. She felt a sense of pride she could not contain, she felt like if the Jatadhari was in front of her right now, she would have hugged him tight. She blushed at the thought. Later, she had lunch with the artisans and their family, and knowing Gauri, it was not at all difficult for her to mingle with them, get to know them personally and be one of them. They loved her instantly, so down to earth, and such a pure heart. They felt blessed in her company.
After lunch, she rested a little bit in Omkara's private resort suite which was in a secluded area overlooking the riverine landscape, beautifully built over two floors with a huge terrace. She was just admiring the landscape below, when she heard a tap on the door, a lady was there' M'am, I have been asked to usher you' please follow me'. Ok, yes, another meet and greet? Sure' Gauri was all too obliging; after all she had some duties to fulfil as a Obahu. She was taken to another secluded area close to the suite, which looked like a pottery station, several potters wheels lay there, with wet mud ready to be moulded. Wow, Gauri got excited Can I?' she asked.
Yes m'am, it's all yours. Please excuse me' said the lady and left.
Gauri looked around, this area was completely private and secluded, the resort people had all left, she settled down to spin the wheel, added some mud and got to work, happy. She was completely absorbed in her reverie, trying to make her pot stay on the spinning wheel, when she felt two hands touch her on the shoulders from above, making their way to her palms where she held the wet mud. Aap?'.
She knew who it was, only one person's touch would make her feel that way in the whole wide world, her Om's.
He smiled, taking her palms in his, moulding the clay together with her. He was behind her, his hair loose brushing against her face, his face leaning over her shoulder, his chest touching her back. She was feeling like mush, just like the wet clay she was trying to mould, in such close proximity to him. His smell, his breath on her face, it was all too mesmerising for her to concentrate on the pot, but then she didn't have to, he was there. Together they worked the pot on the wheel, little by little, it was taking shape.
This is the beginning of us Gauri, a new beginning, pure love without any doubts, conditions, nothing. We are going to mould this relationship together with love and care, just like this pot', said Omkara. Tears sprinkled down her face, tears of joy and pride and love. She was happy, too happy to express. The pot turned out beautiful, they were lost in each other. Omkara was as affected by her. He removed his hand from the wheel, trying to turn her face and wipe her tears. I am sorry Gauri, for all the pain I have given you so far, but believe me, in giving you in that pain, I was suffering myself. My heart and mind were on a constant battle with each other. I don't know myself for how long I have loved you, who could be more unlucky than me, to realise his love for you now.
Gauri turned her face and buried it in his chest, hugging him tight with her clay-laden hands, leaving marks on his white shirt, her palms' imprints. He hugged her back covering her dupatta with his palms. I missed you so much; please don't make me feel like this ever again, please' pleaded Gauri.
It was as difficult for me my love, more difficult, coz I have missed you even when you were in front of me. Because of my misplaced hatred and preconceptions about you I could not love you back, but I was constantly attracted to you, I wanted to be so close to you, getting to know you, but I couldn't. I have missed you every moment of my life when I have dismissed the opportunity to love you.' Omkara explained.
They were lost in each other's arms, stood up together, that's when Omkara came out of the embrace and noticed her. She looked delectable, in that nude pink dress, hair dishevelled; parts of her were covered in mud palms drenched in wet clay, her breath heavy. He could not bear it anymore; he pulled her to himself, tracing her waist and stomach with wet clay-laden hands, marking her as his. Her breath hitched, breathing became heavier, he observed her, his own heart was racing. Her skin felt like silk under his touch, he continued his ministrations with his hands; one hand on her waist, the other collected her hair together on one side, exposing her neck.
Gauri' he said, May I' he said. I want to mould you with my hands, feel you like I feel the clay between my fingers whilst creating a sculpture. You are the most beautiful sculpture created by God himself. Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are? You are the most stunning thing I have seen in my life and believe me I have seen a lot, being an artist. I cannot take my eyes off you, not now, not today, not ever. I don't want to'. Saying this Omkara leaned in and kissed her neck, the space he had just cleared from her hair. Current ran down both the bodies and souls, as soon as his lips touched her skin. Gauri blushed, and pushed him away, feeling shy, like she could drown this moment. He smirked and came closer, covered her with some more wet clay on her exposed skin, it felt like heaven, the cool, wet aromatic clay on her silken surfaces. The colour blending with her dress. She was shaking, as if her legs would give way anytime, he decided not to torture her further, picked her up in his arms and walked towards the suite. She clung to him with her life.
The sun had started to set on the horizon and their merged silhouette walked past the suite and to the limo which stood in the parking. He sat down, with her still in his lap as if he would never let go. He ordered the driver to leave, whilst he dedicated all hi senses to his Gauri, his love. The entire journey they were in the same position, she on his lap, lost in each other, they didn't realise when they reached. He carried her to her suite via the private entrance, made her stand.
Rest well, my love. I hope you enjoyed your day. I will see you soon'. With that he was gone. She wanted him to stay but inside herself she knew she was not ready. Smiling, she walked to the mirror, looked at herself, his imprints on her with clay and blushed remembering those moments. She walked into the shower reluctantly, not wanting to wash them away, but then she knew, there will be more, much more lovely moments like this in her life now. After the shower, she looked for the night dress which should have been in the package, only to find Omkara's black kurta and a note!
Om's note:
I bit of me for you tonight, I think it will suit you more, cannot forget the picture of you in my shirt, thank you for giving me that vision !
She was surprised and blushing at the same time. She wore it, feeling like his arms were wrapped around her, his aroma surrounded her; she will have a very good sleep tonight. She didn't want to disturb Anika thinking that Bhaujai must be with Bade Bhaiya, with this in mind, she ordered room service, watched some TV, spoke with her Dandi bhiaya, and slept, ready for a new day and a new beginning.
Omkara was in his room, getting ready to go out with ShivRu for the music festival, after all he had some commitments towards his bros. But he could not take the day out of his mind, his Gauri, covered in wet clay by him. He couldn't have stayed one sec in that room with her, without taking her, and he knew she wasn't ready, they weren't ready, they had many more milestones to cover in this journey, but what a journey it will be!
This made him smile.
END
So guys, what you think?
I know it is based on each day's happenings but sometimes, the days overlap, merge into each other or a day is presented as a flashback like the last update. I hope everyone got that?
And I have now changed it to SS rather than OS - thank you for your support and comments so far.
This update is dedicated to the Rikarian who mentioned pottery scene in a twitter post. I hope I did justice to your thoughts?
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Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 6 Part 6
Gauri was dreaming, about who else? Her Jatadhari.
She was in his arms in her blue XL kurta, he was touching her cheeks, of course he was pretending for Svetlana, but why did it seem so real? She couldn't bear it then; she had to clutch the blanket to keep her emotions in check, why did he affect her so much, even when he was pretending to romance her? But was he? Good question' Gauri thought. Didn't Om just confess yesterday that he has been attracted to her all along? This thought sent a strange current down her spine, was all that real?
Him carrying her in his arms numerous times.
Him tying her dori, staring at her as if he liked seeing them together
Him hugging her when she was sad, them sleeping on the couch? She smiled, looking ethereal in her sleep...
Omkara was sitting next to her, staring at her and her each and every expression as they changed. He had woken up early morning, used the spare key to get into Gauri's room (after all he is an Oberoi and it's easy to get a spare key to his wife's room from the manager). And thank God he did, he wouldn't have missed these beautiful, affected expressions on Gauri's face for anything in the world. He was trying very hard to control himself from touching her himself.
Gauri woke up with a start. The first rays of the sun were seeping into her eyes. She stretched her hands and yawned, completely unaware of her Jatadhari just sitting behind her on the other side. She took off the quilt and got off the bed, clad in only Omkara's black kurta!
Oh my, he gulped, swallowing the dryness building up in his throat, how was he going to absorb this? She looked like a little elf, the most beautiful one, skin white as a pearl, covered in a black kurta until her knees, clutching the kurta to herself so she can feel it closer , lifting the kurta in the process, the morning sunshine shone on her face, she was walking towards the washroom, but was cornered before she got there. Omkara was standing before her, in his blue factory overalls, half pony, looking like a million bucks, his two hands on either side of her, sandwiching her between himself and the wall.
Aaap' she mumbled, whilst not believing that it will ever come to this, that words won't come out of her mouth.
Haan main.' He said slowly, seductively, looking straight in her eyes.
Woh main'
Woh main kya Gauri'
Woh, jaane dijiye humein'
Really? Yahin chahti ho tum?'
Auurrr kya?
He lifted his hand and touched her left cheek, just like before; her breath hitched, breathing became heavy, throat dry, eyes drowning in his deep mirrors.
Really, you want me to let you go? Weren't you dreaming about me just now?' it was a statement not a question.
She wasn't able to even utter anything, how did he know? Struggling to control her emotions, trying to fathom where the butterflies came from, in her stomach, she was lost once again in his eyes.
He leaned in, rubbing his left cheek to her right; she shivered, clutching the kurta with her palms.
Gauri' he said, may I'. With this, he slided his cheek back, turned his head and kissed her on the neck, just above where the kurta ended. It was an intense kiss, not a peck, not quick, it lasted ages (according to her) until she thought her legs would give way. She was beyond heaven; she was feeling things she never thought existed. She didn't want this to end, but Om had other ideas. He lifted his face from where it was buried in her neck, looked at her hot and bothered, lifted her in his arms and walked towards the shower. He put her under the jet and opened the knob, water poured down her with huge pressure, drenching her completely. The kurta stuck to her like second skin, her hair wet, water pouring down her face and neck, him staring at her, he then leaned down again and kissed her on the left side of the neck, taking in the dripping water. Ooom'. This time she couldn't control the moaning. She reached out and clutched his arms not able to stand anymore.
I wanted to do this to you yesterday' he said. And then just like that he moved away, mischief in his eyes.
Get ready. Your clothes are in the giftbox I left on the couch. We are going out' with that he left, leaving her to gather her nerves, which she thought she never would be able to.
After the shower, she came out in the bathrobe, making sure the room was clear of Omkara.
She walked to the gift-box and out came the most beautiful black dress she had ever imagined. And another night-dress, black again. She blushed. There was no note this time. She quickly wore the black dress and was about to call Anika when her phone buzzed. It was Anika.
Gauri, are you ready? Shivaay said we are having breakfast together, all of us, come to the poolside, I am waiting for you there'. Gauri made her way to the poolside and was astonished at the sight that met her eyes.
Omkara, Shivaay and Anika were already there, a table had been laid out for them, the area was otherwise empty as if it had been cleared for the Oberois not a huge deal for the likes of ShivKara she thought.
She walked towards Anika, You look gorgeous Gauri, and don't you think Omkara?' Anika stated.
He looked at her with a smile and mischief in his eyes, Yes bhabhi' thinking of all the things he wanted to do to her. She was going to sit beside Anika, when he lifted his arm as if to yawn, looked at her and patted at the seat next to him, inviting her to sit next to him. She blushed, hoping that Shivika didn't notice this and quickly occupied the seat next to him. The waiters came to serve them; they were enjoying the weather and each other's company, when he suddenly took her right hand in his left. She struggled to free herself but this was Nandi bail, she was no match to him. She started eating with her left hand.
Arre Gauri, why are you eating with your left?' Anika looked amused. Woh bhaujai, woh' she was red.
Woh kya Gauri?' Omkara smirked
She couldn't tell Shivika that he was holding her hand, she was shy, so she looked at him to shut him up. He laughed and left her hand.
After breakfast they made their way to the limo. Rudy is visiting his old gym colleagues in central Goa today from the days he used to come down to train here, so we have all day to ourselves' said Shivaay.
They were happy that they were going to spend the day together, Shivika and Rikara. The limo stopped inside a building compound, with a huge landscaped courtyard and loads of kids playing there.
What is this Shivaay?' as soon as she had said this, Anika noticed the board AniRi Orphanage patrons: Oberoi family'.
Gauri looked at Omkara with a million questions, in the same fashion as Anika looking at Shivaay.
We have decided to open a chain of orphanages with this name all over India. Here orphans will be given proper education, they will get love and they will be trained with a vocation to enable them to stand on their own two feet when they grow up' Shivaay explained. You both will be the co-chair of these orphanages and will be decide how to run them.'
We want to give a childhood and a life to as many orphans as possible that you two didn't have and had to struggle throughout your life. Yet you turned out to be the best versions of human beings we know' Omkara said in a serious tone.
Gauri hugged her Jatadhari tightly and tears trickled down Anika's face, Shivaay wiped them off.
Let's go check it out' said Omkara to lighten the mood.
Gauri ran in, and in seconds she was playing with the kids, teaching them dance and some Salman Khan style actions, laughing and playing. Anika was not far behind, sitting down, telling stories to a bunch of other kids. It was like they were back in their childhood. Shivaay was so proud of his Anika as he watched her mingle with the kids. Omkara was observing Gauri intently, that's when it struck him. She must be really young? How old is she? She never had a childhood; she started work at 10 years old.' He made a resolve there and then- to give every little happiness to Gauri that destiny snatched from her, to give her all the love in the world.
They had another amazing day, Shivika and Rikara together, revelling in having found each other, they were happy.
After dinner, they retired to their respective rooms, ShivKara had a date with Rudy that night and AniRi spent some time together charting out how they were going to take the AniRi Orphanage chain to every little town of India, thanking God for ShivKara.
END
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Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 7 Part 7
Omkara was having a nightmare!
OMKARAAA...'
The pain in that voice sent a shiver down his spine even now, even in his nightmare. Why then, he couldn't hear that pain when she called out to him. Gauri was twirling in her wedding lehenga , trying to save herself. She was surrounded by Kaali's goons who wielded swords and were attacking her with them. She called out to him, he was walking away, he kept walking, not heeding to her cry for help.
His eyes were In tears even when sleeping, what would have happened that day, if he had not decided against his good will to turn and find the goon lifting the sword to hit Gauri once again?
He just didn't want to even think about that possibility, even the thought of that possibility makes him want to destroy the whole world. He held the sword with his right hand just in time before it hot Gauri, blood dripping thereafter to save Gauri. But was he too late already? Gauri was already injured. Blood was dripping off her forehead, her right arm, left side of her waist where a huge gash had formed, she couldn't walk, but she kept fighting.
Yes, he saved her that day, by fighting the goons, by marrying her before the Bareilly crowd. But did he really?
He hated himself for having doubted her for so long after that event, for not believing in her innocence. How many times had she saved his life? Not just his life.
Chulbul ran towards him, he was wielding a knife; his mother would have been injured, had Chulbul not taken the blow himself!
GAURI !'
Omkara woke up startled. Ever since he has realised Gauri's innocence, time and again this nightmare visits him. He is unable to put it away. Even till today, he doesn't know the whole truth about what happened at Kaali's house. Was it possible that he had overlooked many other times when Gauri had tried to ask him for help?
He wiped the sweat off his forehead; headed to the shower ...he had to find out. After shower, he picked up the phone to Shivaay, then to the hotel boutique. He had decided to change all the plans for the day; he had to be with Gauri today,alone, no matter what.
Gauri, woke up with a smile, thinking about all the work ahead of her, with all the responsibility of the orphanages once they get back to OM in Mumbai. She was excited. Helping others made her happy. She was also excited about the next gift Om had sent her and this day what he had in store for her.
She woke up, shower, morning Pooja. He had sent a white dungaree with a white crop top and Nike sneakers for her today. What's up with Om today?' She thought. But she was all obliging, if that's what her jatadahri wanted, that's what he will get. She quickly changed, looking like a teenager; her thoughts went back to Chulbul days.
The phone rang, it was him. Gauri', he said,' ShivAniRu are going out together, I will wait for you next to the red Ferrari, come soon. With this, he was gone. Did he sound a bit sombre?' Gauri thought. He did sound a bit sad. No worries, I will take care of it, I will make him laugh' with this resolve a skip in her step, Gauri headed out.
He was waiting for her next to the Ferrari in white shirt and blue jeans, looking like a God. She couldn't take her eyes off him, nor could he. Even in the dungaree and crop top she managed to look like a goddess, mesmerising with her 1000 watt smile. He greeted her with a peck on her forehead; she was caught unaware, but then quickly recovered and settled down in the seat next to him. He drove. They spent two hours driving, the Ferrari top was open, it was beautiful outside with a cool breeze and mils sunshine. She was enjoying the drive very much.
They reached a hilly area and he drove uphill for another 15 minutes, and stopped.
They got out and walked towards a rampart. She gasped. It seemed like they were on top of the world, they were in a fort Goa fort. It was beautiful up here with the town spread underneath and the beach and sea in the distance. He took her hand and started walking to the other side. This side was really steep, with a cliff next to the fort wall and sea waves crashing at the rocks. Together they climbed down a little and sat down on the rocks. They sat in silence for a while, admiring the seascape. Omkara was looking at Gauri, observing her beautiful, serene face. He then moved a little and lay down with his head in her lap. Gauri was startled at first, but then she put her hands in his hair and started caressing his head. He was at peace already. There was no need for any words between them.
But he wanted to put things right. Gauri', he said. I am sorry for doubting you when you tried to ask for my help at Kaali's house. I cannot forgive myself when I think about what could have happened bcoz I chose to be blind to your pleas. I am not asking for your forgiveness, co I don't deserve it, but please know that I will regret my behaviour for the rest of my life. I love you. I have loved for you so long I don't even remember when I fell in love with you. But loving you is the most beautiful feeling that gives me peace. You are my life. Promise me Gauri, you will never leave me ever. I cannot live without you. My breath will stop if I am away from you.'
Gauri had tears in her eyes. She didn't have words to reply to his yet another beautiful confession, so she did what came to her as an instinct.
She bent down and kissed his forehead, then his eye that was wet, then his cheek, and then a quick peck on his lips, promising him herself forever. He was moved. He did not expect this kind gesture from her. He had been so cruel to her all along. And this is how returns his meanness with her love? He turned towards her stomach, hugged her tightly, still laying in her lap and cried. They cried together for long, all the negative energy had flown out in tears. They were together, they were happy. They spent the rest of the day together in mother nature's lap, on the rocks, on the beach, by the sea, in the sea, sprinkling water at each other like kids, getting wet, sunning themselves dry. Omkara had packed a picnic and they enjoyed it together. They stayed there until sunset and then headed back to the hotel.
ShivAniRu were waiting for them for dinner with bright smiles and all the love in the world. The Obros and Obahus had dinner together, laughing, teasing, telling tales of past few days to each other, hiding the details of course which were memories to be cherished only as couples. Rudy already knew what was going on behind his back, he told them. But he was proud that is bros and bhabhis loved him so much that they still managed to give him so much time and put up this charade for him. The next day, early morning they were leaving for Mumbai. By now, they were all missing OM and the rest of the family. They were happy, they knew, they were TOGETHER FOREVER.
END
So guys. What say?
I know the teasing, naughty Kara had to take a backseat in this one, I thought it was time they had closure on the Kaali- Bareilly track. Afterall, Omkara should have been this affected by it all, but they never showed him suffering at all in DBO/ IB, which I think is not correct. If he loves Gauri, those incidents should really send a chill down his spine every time he thinks about it, but in IB the CVs have conveniently forgotten about all this, there is no closure to anything...
I can continue with this in Mumbai, or start a new story?
What do you vote for? Let me know.
MY INDEX:
http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=4954353&PID=146018424&#p146018424
Quite disappointed with current track and chopping of Rikara scenes in IB. Also, disappointed with no closure on Bareilly track, suddenly dessert love and awkward couch wake-up is not how I imagined Rikara story going forward, so I am writing my own dreams about how they should be portrayed - an attempt.
Gauri has had too many problems all her life and now she deserves to be treated like a princess, pampered all the way to the moon, she deserves to know what falling in love is like, rather than getting married on the street due to circumstances and being rebuked by so called husband the whole time after. Yes, Gauri loves Omkara, but what in the name of 'love' has she seen? No courting. No dating. No teasing. No build-up. Suddenly Omkara confesses, kidnaps, feeds dessert and is ready to kiss!!!! And in the past , he tried to seduce her twice - once when Buama fed him drugs and now when he wanted to break her completely. And lets not forget, how young she is. She is Rudy's age maximum.
Ok, here it goes, I will try to weave in the current track up to the morning only - NO GOA in this.
And, I want this song picturised on Rikara at some point - not asking for a lot - Am I?
Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan
Gauri woke up with a slight headache, only to find herself in Omkara's room. At first, she could not believe where she was, but then the occurrences of past night started to play in her head, how her husband had put a tape on her mouth, lifted her and then she had fainted. However it went, she was happy to be home. A place she had devoted herself to. She had many memories here, good and bad. This one, will go down as a good one.
She went to freshen up, still many questions and doubts raging in her mind. So, what now?
All forgotten, start afresh? She wasn't even sure what the status of their relationship was now? Although Omkara had stated many times in past few days that she was his wife and he loved her, she wasn't quite sure what that meant for the future. Just carry on from where they left? But they didn't leave it at a very ' carry forward' stage, with the whole tearing card and Omkara's letter fiasco.
Pick up from where they left was not an option.
What then? Start afresh? What would that mean - as husband as wife? As friends for now? As lovers? Gauri was confused, utterly confused. She was drying her hair with the towel and looking at her reflection in the mirror, hoping to seek an answer, but there was none, so she decided to do her hearts bidding, wherever it takes her.
Omkara, on the other hand , was helping his brother Shivaay prepare custard for Anika, when he decided to make some for Gauri as well. He was happy. She was back. He wanted to give her all the small little joys that she was denied of so far. He will start with a bowl of custard to do just that. He couldn't help blushing thinking about Gauri's reaction when he takes the custard to her. He wanted to make a new beginning with her, give her all that was due as his wife. But her knew that Gauri was hurt and he should give it some time to get her to a place where she feels the same. He also knew that she was young, inexperienced in the ways of love , and he will have to take it very slow with her. What he did not know is - how will he manage that - after denying himself Gauri's love for so long, now he felt impatient. He wanted her, just like he wanted to breathe. He will have to restrain himself, for both of their sakes.
Slowly, he made his way to his room, no, their room. He blushed. She was sitting by the couch, taking her clothes out of her suitcase, in a monologue to herself, her back facing him, she was wearing her red kurta. His breathe hitched when he saw her, the same backless kurta, strings of which he had helped her tie one fine morning, months ago. He was very aware of the attraction he had towards her even then, but now, it was a different story. All his doubts had cleared, she had confessed her love for him, nothing should come between them now, but he chided himself. Reminded himself of the monologue he had in the kitchen and walked slowly towards her.
'Gauri' he said, and she rose, looked at him with happiness, with all the love that was possible to fill in one's eyes. He melted. He reciprocated with his eyes. There were no more words required between them. He showed her the custard bowl - ' I made it, for you' and stuffed a spoonful in her mouth. She smiled, and took the spoon from him and fed some to him. It tasted sweeter than when he had tried before for tasting, he smiled. They sat on the couch, he put his arm around her and she went into his embrace as that was the most natural thing for her to do. They talked whole night, he told her about his misgivings, his past life, some of it atleast and she shared her past experience with him. When they slept on the couch in each others arms - they couldn't tell.
In the morning, they heard some awful noises coming from the swimming pool and rushed together to investigate. Rudy was in the pool, threatening to take 'jal samadhi' , everyone else - Shivika, Bhavya, daadi had also gathered around. Rudy was saying ' I will only come out on one condition that my bros accompany me to Goa for music fest' . Omkara was annoyed, he wanted to spend some time with Gauri, get to know her a bit better, make her happy, give her peace and love, of which she had been denied all her life. Shivaay had other thoughts in his head - of course to do with Anika. But Rudy was unrelenting - he accused them of not opening the door when he knocked last night.
Anika in turn accused Shivaay of not letting her open the door, but Gauri and Omkara just looked at each other in confusion! When had Rudy knocked? Why didn't they hear? They were blushing, their cheeks red thinking about how lost they were in each other to have missed Rudy's knocking, they remained silent, again talking through their eyes.
It was decided that the three bros and three obahus will leave for Goa the next day, on separate trips, the boy gang and the gal gang. OM believed in equality, if the boys are going out to have fun, why should the gals be denied? So it was decided. This way, Shivaay and Omakar were happy, they had plans to sneak in to their respective wives itinerary every now and then. But it was not easy to convince Rudy. The bros had to join him in the pool, cuddle him, high five him, only then he agreed for a two-prong plan and leaving next day.
Omkara came out of the pool all wet and walked to his room. Gauri had showered and changed, her hair wet, her kurta dori open, she was trying to tie it. He was mesmerized at the sight that met his eye, he kept staring forgetting his own state. Gauri stared back at him in the mirror and remarked - Omakarji, aapko sardi lag jayegi. She quickly pulled out a towel from the cupboard and made him sit down, trying to dry his hair. He was intoxicated in her scent, small droplets of water trickling down her hair onto him. He couldn't take it anymore. He pulled her onto his lap. She was taken by surprise. He as looking at her as if he was possessed. He touched a droplet of water on her cheek and trailed it down to her neck with his finger. She was getting hot and bothered, she was also now completely wet bcoz of his pool clothes. She was feeling things she has never felt in her life before, not knowing how to react, she got up and ran towards the bathroom to change once again. That's when he came out of his reverie. He smirked, so she is as affected by him.
This was going to be fun ! Some teasing with his very naiive, so in love with him wife, would make a very good trip in Goa.
He got up, thinking he couldn't wait for the next day , today he had to sort out some exhibition stuff but he was ready for Goa. He was planning all the naughty things he would do in his head. He walked towards the bathroom and knocked - Gauri, he said' come out, or shall I come in?' And then smirking, he took his clothes and left to use the adjoining bathroom, leaving Gauri to gather her nerves.
END
What say people? I was hoping for a slow and gentle, eye-lock, attraction period for Rikara after confession, where they learn more and more about each other and fall in love all over again, but cant expect that from the CVs , can we?
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Some encouragement to keep me going...
Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan ( Day 2) - part 2
Oberoi mansion was in topsy-turvy, so many preparations had to made, the Obros and Obahus were going on a week long trip to Goa ( separately). So everything had to be doubly planned, each gangs itinerary, accommodation, transportation etc. Whilst the Obros were going to travel in their open top red Ferrari, the limousine was prepared for the Obahus. Re: accommodation, Shivkara made sure that Obahus were staying in the same five star resort as them , only in different rooms, and without Rudy's knowledge that their rooms were inter-connected with a secret door. Of course, SSO hone ke koi toh faayde hain, the hotel manager was all too obliging and the hotel staff was briefed accordingly.
Omkara was restless, he had not seen his chiraiyaa for 6 hours straight. He was caught up in the exhibition planning since he left that morning after teasing her. He just wanted to get home and spend some time with her before they left for Goa that evening in separate cars. He rushed through the rest of his briefings to the curators and made his way home as soon as could, only to find his love busy packing things into two suitcases. he kept admiring her from afar, so lovingly she held every shirt of his, smelled it, hugged it and then arranged it in his suitcase. He was spell-bound! So much love and so much beauty, if he died just now he wouldn't regret. He kept observing her from a distance, until she felt his eyes on her and turned.
'Aap' she said. She turned red thinking how long has be been there. He put her at ease saying, yes, I just arrived. Packing ho gayi? yes, a few last things to go in - I wanted to check with you - what paints will you take? Don't worry, he said, there wont be time for paints. She finished packing and he called the servant - please take these suitcases, this one in the Ferrari and the other one in the limo. The servant nodded and Omkara smirked, this will be fun, purposely he had switched the suitcases around. He had also taken Shivaay into confidence about his plans to spend time with Gauri in Goa, and Shivaay was only too happy for his bro and rakhi sis, who he adored like crazy. And of course, Shivaay was hoping that if Omkara takes Gauri away, he will have Anika to himself for a bit. He had briefed Anika about Omkara's plan that afternoon. At first she was reluctant to leave his little chiraiyya sis alone , but Shivaay explained to her Omkara;s motives and then Anika was happy to co-operate. And she wasn't complaining at all for having Shivaay all to herself whilst Rikara were together.
Bhavya was not going with them, she had received a call that afternoon that she was being re-instated as ACP as upon investigation they found that she had been setup. She was all too happy to have her uniform back. But she had to fulfill her contract with Rudy as his body guard which she related to the Commissioner. He wasn't complaining as he was going to send her on a secret mission to Goa as an under-cover cop, since no one knew of her re-instatement. Bhavya was happy to carry out the mission but she had to inform that Obros and Obahus that she wont accompany them.
The only remaining hurdle for Omkara - his dear baby bro Rudy of course. Shivaay had a solution in place. He sweet -talked Rudy into maintaining his gym sessions whilst in Goa , and Rudy was happy that first time Shivaay didn't think of his exercise sessions as obsession but was in fact happy to take his gear along so Rudy can exercise even when in Goa. Shivaay knew all too well, that Rudy required atleast 3 hours of exercise in the afternoon, then shower and then a power-nap in the afternoon. That gave them 5-6 hours of free time to spend time with their respective wives whilst Rudy was busy body-building. It was a prefecr plan.
Omkara had just gone over this in his own head, when he saw Gauri come out of the washroom ready and dressed for Goa. Only last touch remaining was her dupatta. She looked ethereal and suddenly he couldn't bear the idea of being away from her in separate rooms for next 7 days. She was just about picking up her dupatta, when he did. She asked him for it but he refused to give it to her. When she came closer to take it, he pinned her to the wall, with both his hands on her sides. She was surprised. 'Omkaraji' yeh kya kar rahe hain aap' she complained. He smirked. ' I am looking at you' he said. She couldn't believe what he just said, he was staring at her lovingly and had a naughty smirk on his face. ' Whhhyyy' she said. Is something wrong? Kuch laga hain humare chehre par? She tried touching her face, when he held her hand. Nothing, he said, just looking at you. She was blushing by now, he voice shaking - ' Why'?
' Its all your fault' he said. 'You only agreed to send us Obros away on this separate trip, now I wont be able to see you for 7 days' She blushed yet again. ' You know' he continued, when you went away after I shouted at you during the inspiration phase, my breath dried out. I was looking for you everywhere. I was seeing you everywhere. I was imagining you , touching you, you were just there'. I was going mad, had Rudy not asked you to come back for uniting Shivika. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had no idea Omkara missed her so much. 'And when you were doing your secret English classes, and I couldn't see you, talk to you for few days, I was going mad, thinking all sorts of things - like you were no longer interested in me'. I waited for you every day, every evening to come back, so I could see you , in the room, close to me.'
Gauri couldn't believe her ears. She knew Omkara had confessed to her and all, but she had no idea of how deeply they were tied together. He missed her as much as she missed him !
Her reverie was disturbed by a knock on the door, Rudy shouted ' O' Lets go, its time for Goa. Gauri fidgeted. ' Rudy bhaiya is outside ' . ' So' said Omkara. ' Let me go' . No, I want to look at you. Gauri was all hot and bothered by now, blushing, she pleaded to him, ' please Omkaraji'. But he kept looking at her as if in a trance.
Another knock, this time it was Anika, ' Gauri, lets go, the car is ready'.
Gauri moved, but it was futile, Omkaras grip was strong, ' please' she said. ' Bhaujai is waiting for me'.
' On one condition' he said. ' What?'
' Kiss me' .
' What?'
' I said kiss me' said Omkara in the most seductive tone possible.
' Omakraji...' she had no words, she wanted to drown, at the same time she was melting in his gaze.
Looking at her state, he released her ' okay, go'. She smiled. ' Gauri' he stopped her.
She turned around and in a flash, he had kissed her on her cheek.
She gasped, turned red and ran out of the door. Running, only that her feet were not on the ground, she was running on seventh heaven, she felt euphoric. What could this feeling be...
Omkara smiled, seeing her reaction, he felt happy, he felt at home, he had his Gauri, he just had to draw out all of his dabanng chiraiyya again, who was lost somewhere due the burdens she had to bear all these years. He was determined to just do that.
And of course, have fun along the way, get his fill of her, which will never be enough, according to him, he needed her, like one needs their breath. With this happy thought in mind, he followed her , sat in the Ferrari where ShivRu were waiting for him and they took off, followed by the limo where his heart was...
END
So guys, this was part 2 - day 2 .
I am planning to make this into a 7 day story.
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Aakhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 3 - Part 3
They reached Goa in the early hours next morning, with the sun yet to hit the horizon. The Obros had taken turns to drive the Ferrari, the limo followed closely behind and a third car with two drivers and two servants was a close third. Just in case, Shivkara thought, their wives needed help at hand. Otherwise, they had many plans to send them on errands and implement their plans. The Obros checked into their respective rooms and Obahus in theirs. Obros retired and were off to dreamland soon after.
AniRi had enjoyed their journey , chatting away, exchanging thoughts on Obros and talking about their childhood, their life in general. Their bonding was getting stronger as days passed, they thought of each other as sisters, not sisters-in-law. During this whole episode, Anika had to really make an effort not let out any information about Omkara's plans for Gauri. She so wanted to share this with her little chiraiyaa and make her happy, but she had to hold back. Knowing Anika, anyone would think it was a huge feat for her, to keep a secret for so long. She was satisfied with herself, tired and sleepy, so she bid goodnight to Gauri and took comfort in the cozy mattress of her five star suite.
Gauri slept for a little while, but woke up with the first rays of the sun, as was her habit. She took a quick shower, in a hurry to water any plant instead of her tulsi and do aarti of her Shankarji, whose little statue she had brought along with her in the handbag. After the shower, she opened the suitcase, to change only to be shell-shocked. She had Omkara's suitcase instead of her own!!! How could this happen? She didn't know what to do? What is she going to wear now? She didn't want to get into her old clothes as she had to do her morning rituals still. She did not want to wake her Anika bhaujai to borrow clothes, she was well aware that unlike her, Anika liked sleeping into late morning. She did not want to call Omkara to ask him to send her suitcase, they were on separate trips and she was determined to not disturb Obros time together. She was in the bathrobe, still thinking about what to do, when as if on cue, her phone rang. he eyes shot open when she saw the caller ID ' Jatadhari hippie' was calling her as if he read her thoughts...
Omkara could not sleep at all, he was already missing his chiraiyaa. He couldn't believe how used to he was, to her bangles and jewelry making music the entire night she slept on the couch. He was also on tenterhooks, just waiting to see what Gauri will do when she finds out about the exchanged suitcase. He smiled to himself, his plan was going to work. The sun had risen, she would have woken up, showered, ready for her morning rituals only to find her clothes missing! He couldn't help smiling, thinking of her. He recalled Chulbul days when he was woken up every morning with the tinkling of temple bells, smell of incense in the room and light of diyas shining through. How could he not see the goodness of Gauri then? How could he not notice that Chulbul was actually her - even when he felt some strange attraction towards a HIM the whole time. So much so that Rudy had taken to teasing him about it - maa da ladla bigad gaya. He so wanted to kill Rudy then, and he was so angry with himself for not being able to control this attraction.
He decided, it was time to call her. She picked up. 'Hello' he said. ' Morning' she said,' how did you know I was hoping you'd call'. ' I just knew' he smirked, it was all going according to his plan. ' Our suitcases got exchanged somehow'. ' Really?' He pretended to not know. ' Shall I send a servant with your suitcase and you can give him mine?' Purposely he mentioned the servant, knowing full well, that she wouldn't open the door to a servant in that situation. ' Nahin' she remarked, ' if you don't mind please can you bring mu suitcase over, knock on the door and I will put yours outside, you can leave mine outside, after you leave I will take it'. ' Ok' Omkara said, knowing full well that's not how it is going to pan out. 'I will be there in 10 minutes' he said. With a spring in his step, he got up to brush his teeth, checked his countenance in the mirror several times, picked up the suitcase and walked out, pretending he had to go very far.
' Oh no' Gauri thought, Omkaraji is coming and I am in a bathrobe!!!!! What shall I do?
After 5 mins, there was knocking on the door. 'Who is there' she said making sure it was him.
' Its me' Omkara'.
'Ok, leave the suitcase outside and I will take it' Gauri hoped, as she worded her wish.
' What about mine Gauri'. Omkara had a naughty grin on his face ' open the door and I will leave yours, pick up mine'.
'No'
' Come on Gauri, its just me'
' Promise, you will leave as soon as you pick up your case'.
' Of course'.
She opened the door slightly, trying to push the suitcase out, when he pounced on the door and entered with another suitcase..
' Omkarajiii!' Gauri screamed, holding tightly to her clothes...
Omkara could not believe the sight that met his eyes! His breath hitched and he was dumbstruck.
Gauri was standing next to the wall, in his red and black chequered shirt! IN HIS SHIRT!!!
There was nothing he wanted in that moment but to BE THAT SHIRT.
She looked like and angel and a seductress at the same time. How could she do these two things at the same time? He was at a loss. A loss for words, she had taken his breath away. This ethereal beauty was going to be his death one day. This was not his plan, this was BETTER than his plan. He couldn't thank his stars enough. He left the suitcase and took small steps towards her. His feet were moving at their own accord, he didn't have to ask his brain to order them.
He cornered her, she was already stuck to the wall, hoping that she could somehow be invisible than be in this state before Omkara. She cursed herself for changing into his shirt but she was also going to wear his pyjamas underneath, but he arrived before she had time to.
' This is my shirt Gauri' He mumbled seductively.
' Yes, sorry, I had to do my morning rituals so I wore it' she looked down and replied, all she wanted was to disappear in the ground.
' I want it back' he said.
' Yes, as soon as I change into my clothes I will send it for laundry and you can have it back' She pleaded.
' I want it now' He commanded.
She looked at him, first time, he was lost in her, he was looking at her as if in a trance...' do you have any idea what you are doing to me right now?' he continued.
' I am sorry, I didn't mean to spoil your shirt' I will change quickly now that I have my clothes, she moved.
He took her arm and pushed her back to the wall.
'That's not what I meant Gauri. I want to come very close to you Gauri, I always have wanted to '
' Omkaraji... please' she couldn't find words, she was feeling things she couldn't explain. She wanted to be like this forever, cornered by him, close to him, him gazing at her lovingly, but she felt shy at the same time, she was so naiive in the ways of love.
' Please let me go, Omkaraji' she mewled. 'Please'.
' On one condition', he said.
Afraid of what he was going to ask going by previous days experience, she didn't want to take that risk.
'Please Omkaraji', she looked at him with puppy eyes.
He was defeated, 'Ok, first call me Om'.
'What?' she said.
' Call me Om'
' But'
'Ok, stay here like this then'
' OOOmmm' she sighed.
A bright smile broke out on his lips, all his teeth shone through, he was in heaven, this was bliss.
Hearing his name from her, his shortened version, very few people in this world were qualified enough to call him that ' Om'. But from her lips, it sounded different. He was loving it.
He observed her, she was melting away, shy, he breathing heavy.
He took his hands off from both sides of the wall , and let her go.
She ran, ' enjoy your day' he said. 'I hope you will like my other surprise today.'
Saying this, he left her to her own devices, taking his suitcase along, smirking.
He had decided to give her some time to recover from this, let her spend some time with Anika, getting to know Goa today, whilst he spent some time with Obros, lest Rudy gets suspicious about his plan.
Thinking about her, he entered his room.
The rest of the day is going to be torture, after having seen her in his shirt avatar, but he was happy to wait, wait till she is ready, shower her with all the love in the world, give her the moments that the world and he himself had stolen from her.
This thought made him happy.
END
So guys, this was Day 3, Part 3.
What do you think? Thank you for all your comments, the encouragement keeps me going.
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Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 4 Part 4
Gauri couldn't sleep all night; she was missing her Jatadhari too much. When she and Anika had readily said yes, for Obros to have a holiday on their own she didn't realise, how difficult it was going to be, even a day without him. Yes, she had been without him before, but then she had no expectations from him, she was just doing her duty. But now he had confessed he loved her and she had always loved him. This thought brought a smile to her face, as she woke up to greet the first rays of the sun as usual.
She recalled the activities of the past day, her first in Goa. She had spent the entire day with Anika, exploring the sights and sounds of Goa. ShiKara had planned the day itinerary for them. The driver had first taken them to visit the museums and churches and temples, and then to the old Portuguese town, which both of them loved. They had lunch in Spice Island Resort, which was a new concept for recreation in Goa. Lush, green surroundings, a river flowed through the site, separating the resort from the rest of the world. After they crossed over in a boat, they were greeted like princesses with Indian style welcome with tika, garland etc. They felt like the gals from Hawaii whose pictures they had seen in magazines in their past lives. If this was not enough, they found out that the entire resort was booked for them, there was no other guest, all staff was dedicated for just the two of them! They were treated like queens, first given a demonstration of how spices were grown in the resort, how expensive they were, how long it took to grow them, how much care had to be given etc. Then, a demonstration of how they were used in authentic Goan cooking, and well then obviously they were treated to the most amazing food...
They had the most amazing day so far, there was dancing and music, a short skit was put up for them and they dies laughing. They really enjoyed each other's company, like long lost sisters celebrating childhood together. They were happy, and in between there were moments when they were missing their respective halves, hoping they were with them. In the evening, they retired to Anika's room watching a movie with dhishoom dhishoom, which they found was another common thing they liked, ordered room service and laughed some more. Anika asked Gauri to sleep with her, but the chirayya had other plans, hoping that her Jatadhari would visit her, and if he did, she wanted to be in her room to greet him, so she retired to her room after bidding Anika goodnight.
She was disappointed he didn't come in the night, but she was hoping he would come today to see her, like yesterday morning; after all he owed her something ...Oh dear! She thought, he better come, or else what would she wear today? And then she blushed thinking about Omkara's surprise. He had returned her suitcase but not with all her belongings. She had got a shock when she opened it. Inside lay, a few of her essentials, and a gift wrapped box. Nothing else! She was stunned; she had quickly opened the gift box. There was a day dress and a night dress in there. With a note, from the Nandi himself.
Omkara's note:
My Gauri, you may not remember but I recall very clearly to this day, the first time I saw you, you were wearing yellow, looking bright as the sunshine, as cheerful as a sunflower and as precious as a gemstone. You had a naughty innocent smirk on your face, sunglasses on your eyes and you were flying in the air with your village kid friends. I think I fell in love with you then, but only didn't realise it, I thought it was just attraction. I wanted to ignore you, but you had entered my life, already. And then I saw you on the dhaba, in yellow again, when Chulbul went missing, we danced together, you slept on my shoulder, I thought it was all a dream, how could you have come there? I didn't know then that you were my Chulbul as well, my friend, my buddy. Your mom, when she visited us, the first time, she brought a yellow sari for you, I remember running into our room to take you out as the fire alarm had gone off, but when I saw you I couldn't take my eyes off you, you accidentally collided with me, that sari, I felt like all my senses were on fire... I have no words to state what I felt, how I controlled myself from coming close to you just then.
These are some of the precious moments of my life, which I will cherish for ever, thank you for giving those to me. Please accept this dress from me, in your favourite colour yellow, wear it today and make some new memories of your own, share them with me later. This will be not my first gift to you, but first, given with earnest love. The first gift I bought for you, a stole from Germany, I couldn't give it to you in hesitation, I was confused about my feelings. The second gift, the white sari, I did give to you, but in wrath, I was burning in jealous rage then, wanting to break you, take revenge from you, for making me want you and then going away with another man. I cannot ask for forgiveness enough times for what I did, but I was a mad man then. I wanted you, I could not see you with someone else, I shouldn't have doubted your character but I wasn't thinking straight, I was, and I am possessive about you.
I love you. Can't wait to see you!
Only yours
Om
Tears were trickling down her cheeks, tears of joy, of love, of pride, of mad passion. She was on eighth heaven if there was such a place. She looked at the most beautiful yellow dress she had seen in her life, hugged it, and went to get ready. The night dress was the same colour, made of the softest muslin, a bit revealing but still very considerate. She couldn't wait to try it in the evening. When Anika had seen her in the dress, she remarked on how beautiful Gauri looked. But only Gauri knew, it was probably the glow of being in love and knowing that your love is reciprocated. At night she had worn the night dress in the hope to see Omkara but he hadn't come.
So, this morning she waited. She didn't want to risk taking a shower and having to greet her Jatadhari in a bathrobe! She almost jumped when she heard a knock on the door, she sprinted to open it, but only to find a lady standing outside. She was dressed in hotel staff uniform, Good morning m'am' she said. May I come in?'
Yyess, morning, please'. Gauri replied trying to hide her disappointment.
This is for you' she held out another gift wrapped box' Omkara sir has sent it. He also mentioned if you need any help, please let me know. Do you need anything m'am?'
No..oo. Thank you.' Said Gauri and asked the lady to leave.
She was a tad bit disappointed that Omkara had not come himself but she was also looking forward to discovering what was in the box, and so she got to work...to discover another layer of his deep-rooted passion for her...
END
So guys, I hope you like it. Yes, one day without Omkara.
He is teasing her of course, so next time he sees her she is a bundle of love for him.
Sorry, a bit late update, was travelling so didn't get a chance earlier.
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Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 5 Part 5
Omkara was desperate. He couldn't wait for the clock to show the time he was waiting for. Past 24 hours had been the hardest in his life, when it came to exercising self-control. It was torture staying away from her, his Gauri, especially when he had planned that himself. He couldn't help cursing himself for coming up with such an idea. He had decided that to draw her out of her shell, where she remained the adarsh bahu' only, he had to do something like this, tease her a bit. He had seen glimpses of the passionate Dabangg Gauri first time in Bareilly, many times as Chulbul and several times as the mischief maker whose help Rudy had sought out many times in the past months in Oberoi Mansion. They were crime partners, Rudy and her; he couldn't help smiling at their camaraderie, his baby bro and his little chirayya. He was so proud of her for forging such deep bonds with his entire family; they all loved her in their own ways. He was the last one. He was the only one, who had doubted her and realised his bond with her so late in the day, when he was almost going to lose her!
This thought sent shivers down his spine, with a new resolve, he got up and said to himself, No more, Omkara, she is yours and you are hers. I will bring her back, she will be as happy she used to be before I met her'. Repeating this he headed to his destination.
Gauri was dumb-struck once again looking at the dress Omkara ji had sent for her. It was a beautiful nude pink dress with a skirt made of soft material and a cut sleeve crop top, which exposed her stomach. There was a dupatta, same colour but sprinkled with stars, soft but shining like the night sky. She was overwhelmed by this beautiful selection. Last time she wore that colour, she had received many compliments from everyone in the household, especially her Rudy bhaiyaa, who was teasing her like anything for looking so beautiful. She smiled and decided to take a shower, morning rituals and dress up for the day. She had no idea what itinerary was planned for them that day, but she knew it would be the best, anything done by her Bade Bhaiyaa and her Jatadhari would be world-class. In her hurry to try on the dress, she forgot to check for a night dress in the package and the note.
She quickly got ready and waited for Anika. In the meantime, she decided to call her mother and relate all about her day yesterday in Goa. An hour later, Anika called to say that they were not due to go out until mid-afternoon, so they could have a relaxed breakfast, maybe in Gauri's room and then have a relaxed start to the day. Anika, was smiling to herself, happy at the thought what was in store for Gauri today, she didn't know the details but she knew her big devar was going to whisk her off to somewhere. And the very thought of spending the day with Shivaay made her ecstatic, SSO all to herself for a good 5-6 hours, yippee, she jumped with joy. They had breakfast together talking about how beautiful Goa was and what would they see more in the next few days.
Anika kept looking at her watch, and as if on cue, spilled a whole load of orange juice on herself Oh bete ki, phail gaya raita'. She remarked, acting all innocent. Oh no bhaujai' said Gauri, go and change quickly and give this for laundry else your dress will be ruined.
You don't worry Gauri, you get ready we need leave soon' Anika stated
Ok Bhaujai, I am ready only. I will wait for you to change' Gauri pleaded
Oh no, you go to the limo and settle down, take the bag I brought in just now with you, I will join you soon' Anika ordered.
We will go together Bhaujai'
Anika almost pushed Gauri out of the room, she was becoming difficult, You go, I am coming in 5 minutes' saying this Anika rushed off to her room.
Gauri, already out of her room with the bag, headed to the limo, sat down and just as she was going to instruct the driver that Anika will join in 5 minutes, the car started and she was heading somewhere already!
Oh no, Driver bhaiya, we need to wait for Anika Bhaujai. Stop, stop. She cried. But the partition between the driver's area and main cabin in the limo was sound-proof and so he couldn't hear her, plus, he had instructions from ShivKara and there was no way he was going to against them two. So he carried on.
Whilst Gauri was thinking about what to do, her phone rang, it was Anika, Gauri, you go ahead, I just remembered I had to go see this boarding school for Saahil today, so I will not join you, you should go ahead'.
Nahin, Bhaujai, hum aapke bina kaise, hum wapas aa rahe hain'.
Gauri, do as I say, promise me, you will get to the venue and stay there, as planned'. Anika urged.
What has happened to Bhaujai' thought Gauri, but she was defeated once Anika, who she thought of as her big sis had asked her to do something, she could not refuse. So she agreed.
Gauri reached the venue in half hour, it looked like a cottage handicraft resort, made with mud architecture but fully fitted with contemporary luxury, surrounded by lush green landscape and a river, there were several colourful stalls full of art and craft, restaurant, exhibition space etc. As soon as Gauri got off the car, a host of people came to welcome her, Welcome M'am, we are very pleased to have you here Mrs. Omkara Oberoi. Sir has built this place brick by brick; his vision is elaborate, we are lucky to have patrons such as yourself and sir supporting us'. She was awe-struck, how many more layers of Om was she going to see. She always knew he was a philanthropic and sensitive person, but to do everything with so much passion! She was overwhelmed.
She greeted them, she was given a tour of the place by the manager himself, shown all the workshops of how various craft was created by artisans, who used to be poor but were now making a good living because of this place. She felt a sense of pride she could not contain, she felt like if the Jatadhari was in front of her right now, she would have hugged him tight. She blushed at the thought. Later, she had lunch with the artisans and their family, and knowing Gauri, it was not at all difficult for her to mingle with them, get to know them personally and be one of them. They loved her instantly, so down to earth, and such a pure heart. They felt blessed in her company.
After lunch, she rested a little bit in Omkara's private resort suite which was in a secluded area overlooking the riverine landscape, beautifully built over two floors with a huge terrace. She was just admiring the landscape below, when she heard a tap on the door, a lady was there' M'am, I have been asked to usher you' please follow me'. Ok, yes, another meet and greet? Sure' Gauri was all too obliging; after all she had some duties to fulfil as a Obahu. She was taken to another secluded area close to the suite, which looked like a pottery station, several potters wheels lay there, with wet mud ready to be moulded. Wow, Gauri got excited Can I?' she asked.
Yes m'am, it's all yours. Please excuse me' said the lady and left.
Gauri looked around, this area was completely private and secluded, the resort people had all left, she settled down to spin the wheel, added some mud and got to work, happy. She was completely absorbed in her reverie, trying to make her pot stay on the spinning wheel, when she felt two hands touch her on the shoulders from above, making their way to her palms where she held the wet mud. Aap?'.
She knew who it was, only one person's touch would make her feel that way in the whole wide world, her Om's.
He smiled, taking her palms in his, moulding the clay together with her. He was behind her, his hair loose brushing against her face, his face leaning over her shoulder, his chest touching her back. She was feeling like mush, just like the wet clay she was trying to mould, in such close proximity to him. His smell, his breath on her face, it was all too mesmerising for her to concentrate on the pot, but then she didn't have to, he was there. Together they worked the pot on the wheel, little by little, it was taking shape.
This is the beginning of us Gauri, a new beginning, pure love without any doubts, conditions, nothing. We are going to mould this relationship together with love and care, just like this pot', said Omkara. Tears sprinkled down her face, tears of joy and pride and love. She was happy, too happy to express. The pot turned out beautiful, they were lost in each other. Omkara was as affected by her. He removed his hand from the wheel, trying to turn her face and wipe her tears. I am sorry Gauri, for all the pain I have given you so far, but believe me, in giving you in that pain, I was suffering myself. My heart and mind were on a constant battle with each other. I don't know myself for how long I have loved you, who could be more unlucky than me, to realise his love for you now.
Gauri turned her face and buried it in his chest, hugging him tight with her clay-laden hands, leaving marks on his white shirt, her palms' imprints. He hugged her back covering her dupatta with his palms. I missed you so much; please don't make me feel like this ever again, please' pleaded Gauri.
It was as difficult for me my love, more difficult, coz I have missed you even when you were in front of me. Because of my misplaced hatred and preconceptions about you I could not love you back, but I was constantly attracted to you, I wanted to be so close to you, getting to know you, but I couldn't. I have missed you every moment of my life when I have dismissed the opportunity to love you.' Omkara explained.
They were lost in each other's arms, stood up together, that's when Omkara came out of the embrace and noticed her. She looked delectable, in that nude pink dress, hair dishevelled; parts of her were covered in mud palms drenched in wet clay, her breath heavy. He could not bear it anymore; he pulled her to himself, tracing her waist and stomach with wet clay-laden hands, marking her as his. Her breath hitched, breathing became heavier, he observed her, his own heart was racing. Her skin felt like silk under his touch, he continued his ministrations with his hands; one hand on her waist, the other collected her hair together on one side, exposing her neck.
Gauri' he said, May I' he said. I want to mould you with my hands, feel you like I feel the clay between my fingers whilst creating a sculpture. You are the most beautiful sculpture created by God himself. Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are? You are the most stunning thing I have seen in my life and believe me I have seen a lot, being an artist. I cannot take my eyes off you, not now, not today, not ever. I don't want to'. Saying this Omkara leaned in and kissed her neck, the space he had just cleared from her hair. Current ran down both the bodies and souls, as soon as his lips touched her skin. Gauri blushed, and pushed him away, feeling shy, like she could drown this moment. He smirked and came closer, covered her with some more wet clay on her exposed skin, it felt like heaven, the cool, wet aromatic clay on her silken surfaces. The colour blending with her dress. She was shaking, as if her legs would give way anytime, he decided not to torture her further, picked her up in his arms and walked towards the suite. She clung to him with her life.
The sun had started to set on the horizon and their merged silhouette walked past the suite and to the limo which stood in the parking. He sat down, with her still in his lap as if he would never let go. He ordered the driver to leave, whilst he dedicated all hi senses to his Gauri, his love. The entire journey they were in the same position, she on his lap, lost in each other, they didn't realise when they reached. He carried her to her suite via the private entrance, made her stand.
Rest well, my love. I hope you enjoyed your day. I will see you soon'. With that he was gone. She wanted him to stay but inside herself she knew she was not ready. Smiling, she walked to the mirror, looked at herself, his imprints on her with clay and blushed remembering those moments. She walked into the shower reluctantly, not wanting to wash them away, but then she knew, there will be more, much more lovely moments like this in her life now. After the shower, she looked for the night dress which should have been in the package, only to find Omkara's black kurta and a note!
Om's note:
I bit of me for you tonight, I think it will suit you more, cannot forget the picture of you in my shirt, thank you for giving me that vision !
She was surprised and blushing at the same time. She wore it, feeling like his arms were wrapped around her, his aroma surrounded her; she will have a very good sleep tonight. She didn't want to disturb Anika thinking that Bhaujai must be with Bade Bhaiya, with this in mind, she ordered room service, watched some TV, spoke with her Dandi bhiaya, and slept, ready for a new day and a new beginning.
Omkara was in his room, getting ready to go out with ShivRu for the music festival, after all he had some commitments towards his bros. But he could not take the day out of his mind, his Gauri, covered in wet clay by him. He couldn't have stayed one sec in that room with her, without taking her, and he knew she wasn't ready, they weren't ready, they had many more milestones to cover in this journey, but what a journey it will be!
This made him smile.
END
So guys, what you think?
I know it is based on each day's happenings but sometimes, the days overlap, merge into each other or a day is presented as a flashback like the last update. I hope everyone got that?
And I have now changed it to SS rather than OS - thank you for your support and comments so far.
This update is dedicated to the Rikarian who mentioned pottery scene in a twitter post. I hope I did justice to your thoughts?
Leave your comments, encouragement, motivation blah blah.
Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 6 Part 6
Gauri was dreaming, about who else? Her Jatadhari.
She was in his arms in her blue XL kurta, he was touching her cheeks, of course he was pretending for Svetlana, but why did it seem so real? She couldn't bear it then; she had to clutch the blanket to keep her emotions in check, why did he affect her so much, even when he was pretending to romance her? But was he? Good question' Gauri thought. Didn't Om just confess yesterday that he has been attracted to her all along? This thought sent a strange current down her spine, was all that real?
Him carrying her in his arms numerous times.
Him tying her dori, staring at her as if he liked seeing them together
Him hugging her when she was sad, them sleeping on the couch? She smiled, looking ethereal in her sleep...
Omkara was sitting next to her, staring at her and her each and every expression as they changed. He had woken up early morning, used the spare key to get into Gauri's room (after all he is an Oberoi and it's easy to get a spare key to his wife's room from the manager). And thank God he did, he wouldn't have missed these beautiful, affected expressions on Gauri's face for anything in the world. He was trying very hard to control himself from touching her himself.
Gauri woke up with a start. The first rays of the sun were seeping into her eyes. She stretched her hands and yawned, completely unaware of her Jatadhari just sitting behind her on the other side. She took off the quilt and got off the bed, clad in only Omkara's black kurta!
Oh my, he gulped, swallowing the dryness building up in his throat, how was he going to absorb this? She looked like a little elf, the most beautiful one, skin white as a pearl, covered in a black kurta until her knees, clutching the kurta to herself so she can feel it closer , lifting the kurta in the process, the morning sunshine shone on her face, she was walking towards the washroom, but was cornered before she got there. Omkara was standing before her, in his blue factory overalls, half pony, looking like a million bucks, his two hands on either side of her, sandwiching her between himself and the wall.
Aaap' she mumbled, whilst not believing that it will ever come to this, that words won't come out of her mouth.
Haan main.' He said slowly, seductively, looking straight in her eyes.
Woh main'
Woh main kya Gauri'
Woh, jaane dijiye humein'
Really? Yahin chahti ho tum?'
Auurrr kya?
He lifted his hand and touched her left cheek, just like before; her breath hitched, breathing became heavy, throat dry, eyes drowning in his deep mirrors.
Really, you want me to let you go? Weren't you dreaming about me just now?' it was a statement not a question.
She wasn't able to even utter anything, how did he know? Struggling to control her emotions, trying to fathom where the butterflies came from, in her stomach, she was lost once again in his eyes.
He leaned in, rubbing his left cheek to her right; she shivered, clutching the kurta with her palms.
Gauri' he said, may I'. With this, he slided his cheek back, turned his head and kissed her on the neck, just above where the kurta ended. It was an intense kiss, not a peck, not quick, it lasted ages (according to her) until she thought her legs would give way. She was beyond heaven; she was feeling things she never thought existed. She didn't want this to end, but Om had other ideas. He lifted his face from where it was buried in her neck, looked at her hot and bothered, lifted her in his arms and walked towards the shower. He put her under the jet and opened the knob, water poured down her with huge pressure, drenching her completely. The kurta stuck to her like second skin, her hair wet, water pouring down her face and neck, him staring at her, he then leaned down again and kissed her on the left side of the neck, taking in the dripping water. Ooom'. This time she couldn't control the moaning. She reached out and clutched his arms not able to stand anymore.
I wanted to do this to you yesterday' he said. And then just like that he moved away, mischief in his eyes.
Get ready. Your clothes are in the giftbox I left on the couch. We are going out' with that he left, leaving her to gather her nerves, which she thought she never would be able to.
After the shower, she came out in the bathrobe, making sure the room was clear of Omkara.
She walked to the gift-box and out came the most beautiful black dress she had ever imagined. And another night-dress, black again. She blushed. There was no note this time. She quickly wore the black dress and was about to call Anika when her phone buzzed. It was Anika.
Gauri, are you ready? Shivaay said we are having breakfast together, all of us, come to the poolside, I am waiting for you there'. Gauri made her way to the poolside and was astonished at the sight that met her eyes.
Omkara, Shivaay and Anika were already there, a table had been laid out for them, the area was otherwise empty as if it had been cleared for the Oberois not a huge deal for the likes of ShivKara she thought.
She walked towards Anika, You look gorgeous Gauri, and don't you think Omkara?' Anika stated.
He looked at her with a smile and mischief in his eyes, Yes bhabhi' thinking of all the things he wanted to do to her. She was going to sit beside Anika, when he lifted his arm as if to yawn, looked at her and patted at the seat next to him, inviting her to sit next to him. She blushed, hoping that Shivika didn't notice this and quickly occupied the seat next to him. The waiters came to serve them; they were enjoying the weather and each other's company, when he suddenly took her right hand in his left. She struggled to free herself but this was Nandi bail, she was no match to him. She started eating with her left hand.
Arre Gauri, why are you eating with your left?' Anika looked amused. Woh bhaujai, woh' she was red.
Woh kya Gauri?' Omkara smirked
She couldn't tell Shivika that he was holding her hand, she was shy, so she looked at him to shut him up. He laughed and left her hand.
After breakfast they made their way to the limo. Rudy is visiting his old gym colleagues in central Goa today from the days he used to come down to train here, so we have all day to ourselves' said Shivaay.
They were happy that they were going to spend the day together, Shivika and Rikara. The limo stopped inside a building compound, with a huge landscaped courtyard and loads of kids playing there.
What is this Shivaay?' as soon as she had said this, Anika noticed the board AniRi Orphanage patrons: Oberoi family'.
Gauri looked at Omkara with a million questions, in the same fashion as Anika looking at Shivaay.
We have decided to open a chain of orphanages with this name all over India. Here orphans will be given proper education, they will get love and they will be trained with a vocation to enable them to stand on their own two feet when they grow up' Shivaay explained. You both will be the co-chair of these orphanages and will be decide how to run them.'
We want to give a childhood and a life to as many orphans as possible that you two didn't have and had to struggle throughout your life. Yet you turned out to be the best versions of human beings we know' Omkara said in a serious tone.
Gauri hugged her Jatadhari tightly and tears trickled down Anika's face, Shivaay wiped them off.
Let's go check it out' said Omkara to lighten the mood.
Gauri ran in, and in seconds she was playing with the kids, teaching them dance and some Salman Khan style actions, laughing and playing. Anika was not far behind, sitting down, telling stories to a bunch of other kids. It was like they were back in their childhood. Shivaay was so proud of his Anika as he watched her mingle with the kids. Omkara was observing Gauri intently, that's when it struck him. She must be really young? How old is she? She never had a childhood; she started work at 10 years old.' He made a resolve there and then- to give every little happiness to Gauri that destiny snatched from her, to give her all the love in the world.
They had another amazing day, Shivika and Rikara together, revelling in having found each other, they were happy.
After dinner, they retired to their respective rooms, ShivKara had a date with Rudy that night and AniRi spent some time together charting out how they were going to take the AniRi Orphanage chain to every little town of India, thanking God for ShivKara.
END
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Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Day 7 Part 7
Omkara was having a nightmare!
OMKARAAA...'
The pain in that voice sent a shiver down his spine even now, even in his nightmare. Why then, he couldn't hear that pain when she called out to him. Gauri was twirling in her wedding lehenga , trying to save herself. She was surrounded by Kaali's goons who wielded swords and were attacking her with them. She called out to him, he was walking away, he kept walking, not heeding to her cry for help.
His eyes were In tears even when sleeping, what would have happened that day, if he had not decided against his good will to turn and find the goon lifting the sword to hit Gauri once again?
He just didn't want to even think about that possibility, even the thought of that possibility makes him want to destroy the whole world. He held the sword with his right hand just in time before it hot Gauri, blood dripping thereafter to save Gauri. But was he too late already? Gauri was already injured. Blood was dripping off her forehead, her right arm, left side of her waist where a huge gash had formed, she couldn't walk, but she kept fighting.
Yes, he saved her that day, by fighting the goons, by marrying her before the Bareilly crowd. But did he really?
He hated himself for having doubted her for so long after that event, for not believing in her innocence. How many times had she saved his life? Not just his life.
Chulbul ran towards him, he was wielding a knife; his mother would have been injured, had Chulbul not taken the blow himself!
GAURI !'
Omkara woke up startled. Ever since he has realised Gauri's innocence, time and again this nightmare visits him. He is unable to put it away. Even till today, he doesn't know the whole truth about what happened at Kaali's house. Was it possible that he had overlooked many other times when Gauri had tried to ask him for help?
He wiped the sweat off his forehead; headed to the shower ...he had to find out. After shower, he picked up the phone to Shivaay, then to the hotel boutique. He had decided to change all the plans for the day; he had to be with Gauri today,alone, no matter what.
Gauri, woke up with a smile, thinking about all the work ahead of her, with all the responsibility of the orphanages once they get back to OM in Mumbai. She was excited. Helping others made her happy. She was also excited about the next gift Om had sent her and this day what he had in store for her.
She woke up, shower, morning Pooja. He had sent a white dungaree with a white crop top and Nike sneakers for her today. What's up with Om today?' She thought. But she was all obliging, if that's what her jatadahri wanted, that's what he will get. She quickly changed, looking like a teenager; her thoughts went back to Chulbul days.
The phone rang, it was him. Gauri', he said,' ShivAniRu are going out together, I will wait for you next to the red Ferrari, come soon. With this, he was gone. Did he sound a bit sombre?' Gauri thought. He did sound a bit sad. No worries, I will take care of it, I will make him laugh' with this resolve a skip in her step, Gauri headed out.
He was waiting for her next to the Ferrari in white shirt and blue jeans, looking like a God. She couldn't take her eyes off him, nor could he. Even in the dungaree and crop top she managed to look like a goddess, mesmerising with her 1000 watt smile. He greeted her with a peck on her forehead; she was caught unaware, but then quickly recovered and settled down in the seat next to him. He drove. They spent two hours driving, the Ferrari top was open, it was beautiful outside with a cool breeze and mils sunshine. She was enjoying the drive very much.
They reached a hilly area and he drove uphill for another 15 minutes, and stopped.
They got out and walked towards a rampart. She gasped. It seemed like they were on top of the world, they were in a fort Goa fort. It was beautiful up here with the town spread underneath and the beach and sea in the distance. He took her hand and started walking to the other side. This side was really steep, with a cliff next to the fort wall and sea waves crashing at the rocks. Together they climbed down a little and sat down on the rocks. They sat in silence for a while, admiring the seascape. Omkara was looking at Gauri, observing her beautiful, serene face. He then moved a little and lay down with his head in her lap. Gauri was startled at first, but then she put her hands in his hair and started caressing his head. He was at peace already. There was no need for any words between them.
But he wanted to put things right. Gauri', he said. I am sorry for doubting you when you tried to ask for my help at Kaali's house. I cannot forgive myself when I think about what could have happened bcoz I chose to be blind to your pleas. I am not asking for your forgiveness, co I don't deserve it, but please know that I will regret my behaviour for the rest of my life. I love you. I have loved for you so long I don't even remember when I fell in love with you. But loving you is the most beautiful feeling that gives me peace. You are my life. Promise me Gauri, you will never leave me ever. I cannot live without you. My breath will stop if I am away from you.'
Gauri had tears in her eyes. She didn't have words to reply to his yet another beautiful confession, so she did what came to her as an instinct.
She bent down and kissed his forehead, then his eye that was wet, then his cheek, and then a quick peck on his lips, promising him herself forever. He was moved. He did not expect this kind gesture from her. He had been so cruel to her all along. And this is how returns his meanness with her love? He turned towards her stomach, hugged her tightly, still laying in her lap and cried. They cried together for long, all the negative energy had flown out in tears. They were together, they were happy. They spent the rest of the day together in mother nature's lap, on the rocks, on the beach, by the sea, in the sea, sprinkling water at each other like kids, getting wet, sunning themselves dry. Omkara had packed a picnic and they enjoyed it together. They stayed there until sunset and then headed back to the hotel.
ShivAniRu were waiting for them for dinner with bright smiles and all the love in the world. The Obros and Obahus had dinner together, laughing, teasing, telling tales of past few days to each other, hiding the details of course which were memories to be cherished only as couples. Rudy already knew what was going on behind his back, he told them. But he was proud that is bros and bhabhis loved him so much that they still managed to give him so much time and put up this charade for him. The next day, early morning they were leaving for Mumbai. By now, they were all missing OM and the rest of the family. They were happy, they knew, they were TOGETHER FOREVER.
END
So guys. What say?
I know the teasing, naughty Kara had to take a backseat in this one, I thought it was time they had closure on the Kaali- Bareilly track. Afterall, Omkara should have been this affected by it all, but they never showed him suffering at all in DBO/ IB, which I think is not correct. If he loves Gauri, those incidents should really send a chill down his spine every time he thinks about it, but in IB the CVs have conveniently forgotten about all this, there is no closure to anything...
I can continue with this in Mumbai, or start a new story?
What do you vote for? Let me know.
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