Ishkara…the pair of truth and lie ( Episode 15)

Hi guys…this is Kavya back again with the ff. I know…I know…..I know….I am again really really late…It’s been a long….But I could not type because my hand was hurt…Actually I had a small accident…and I got hurt…god it feels really horrible when your hand is drapped in that irritating bandage and you cannot do anything…But thank god….It healed soon and here I am back again…I won’t bore you all with my dukhbhari kahanis…So back to the ff….
HEre is the link to Previous episode……..

Episode Fifteen-

After the chocalate-icecream fight, Everyone went to their respective rooms to sleep.
Omkara too enterred his room but he instead of sleeping, started his Work. Even while working, he was thinking about Ishana. He still could not forget that girl and her beautiful gestures. He couldn’t help but just smile at his adverse situation. Till now, noone in his life was able to attract him this much. He was the one who always wanted to feel the beauty of life, the pain, the problems, the feeling everything. HE was the person of his own. Noone really occupied his mind other than his work, his passion. His brothers were the glorious fountain which brought a little light, but still his art, his passion, pain, heart was a path he was all alone on. Noone really entered, actually he didn’t allow anyone to accompany him there. He was a artist, but his art-pieces never really were work of the Imaginationes. They were actually the describtion of life in his own way. The thoughts, the words, the pain which he knew noone would ever be able to understand, was converted into the beautiful paintings on his canvas, the statues he made from clay. His art had witnessed each and every change in his life, his journey. Today, also while working he lost himself in his art…..He was painting and totally engrossed in it..
Suddenly, he heard a soft sound from behind, “ Gumsum hai raat, par chand to tanha nahi
Nahi hai alfaaz par nazre to khafa nahi…..
manjur na haga aap ko saath hamara, par
iss raah me hum saath hai aap ke aap akele to nahi “
Om was shocked to hear this shayari and he immedeatly turned back to see who it was in his room… Again…he got a shock seeing ISHANA there. He simply could not believe his eyes. After a whole day-struggle, challenge and defeat with her, He finally thought that her thoughts will spare him now, not thinking about her. But now, SHE was there, how was he supposed to not think about her, when she wasIshana in his room? That too at this time? What was going on? Omkara was not sure how to react. Obviously, he could not yell because his family would have entered. All he could do for now, was just stare at her. She was wearing a beautiful White-chudidar with golden embrodary at the border. Her hairs were flying with the wind entering from the window of his room. Her beautiful doe-shaped brownish eyes were filled with the light dim yet pleasant, just like the moon. It was as if a fairy just landed in his room. He could not believe that she could be so beautiful. Her look was having a simplicity in it, which attracted him than anything else. For him, at this second she was symbolizing all the beauty, peace in the world. seeing her reminded him of the princesses in the fairy-tales…. She was the light in his dark-shady room. She was the healing melody in his painful nightmares. Just seeing her once, and he forgot all his worries. Thought Ishana was actually, none of these things, he saw her only like that. And actually, seeing her there gave him a kind of happiness. He didn’t know why but he just felt glad at her presence. But he hurriedly composed himself and tried to understand that staring a girl like this is not at all appropriate

Om- Ishana…What are you doing here? And how can you be HERE at this time?
Ishana- Why can’t I just come near you? Will I need to make more excuses for that now?
Om- Nahi…par tum yaha..itani raat ko kasie aa sakati ho? ( no…but How can you get in here?)
Ishana- Agar Ishana chahe na, to kabhi bhi kuch bhi kar sakati hai..aap meri abilities janate hi nahi ( if IShana, wants she can do anything….you don’t know at all about my abilities)
Om- Mujhe tum aur tumhari abilities dono se door rehna hai…so get out… ( Yeah…but I have to stay away from both, you and your abilities. so get out….)
Ishana- (with a irritating look) What? ek to mai itana mehnat kar ke aap se milne aayi, upar se concern ki jagah mujhe attitude mil raha hai? Aap na bas chehre se shant ho vaise andar se ek no. ke Jiddi. Sidha-sadha artist..my foot( at first, I came here to meet you after a lot of struggle and you are showing me attitude insted of care….Omkara you are calm and silent by face only….Otherwise you are just a angry-volcano….Simple…my foot)
Om- Excuse me…Did you have a Memory-loss or something?……How dare you talk to me like this….tum ye kya bole jaa rahi ho? ek to itani raat ko kisi ke room me aana, vo bhi If you remember, apane ‘New Boss’ ke ghar aana…jise tum pehle con karne ki koshish kar chuki ho. YE to bahut hi sidha-sadha kaam hai…
Ishana- Oh hello…mujhe bhi na yaha aane ka koi shauk nahi hai..
Om- to phir yaha aayi kyu ho?
Ishana- Aapne hi to bulaya yaar…
Om- Maine???
Ishana- aap na, kitna bhi jhut bol ligiye, par sach to ye hai, ki subah se shaam tak…dopahar se raat tak…car se gallery tak aap sirf aur sirf mere baare mein soch rahe the.

Om looks at her in confusion. “How can she read my thoughts”, he thought. But decided to fight back.

Om- no, i was not thinking about you. I don’t value liars..
Ishana- (with a frowned face) – All right then..Very good. And as you don’t want me, I will leave..so bye..Have a horrible night.
She started going to the window route. Om felt his heart skipping out, when he watched her passing away.
Om- Ishana….wait…(he holded her hand from behind and unintentionally, pulled her to him.)
With that force, both landed on his bed, in the cushions with Ishana on top of Om. Om stared at her memorizing eyes and then just got lost in them. Her soft , chocolaty-brown hair were gently caressing his cheek. She was clutching his shirt tightly in her hand and was totally lost in his arms.She looked nothing less than princess… Om held her protectively…he didn’t wanted to let her go….though he knew all these feelings make no sense…he just wanted her to stay with him like this forever….he wanted to live this moment to the fullest……The beauty…god’s most wonderful creation he just wanted to stare for his whole life…he loved that feeling…………………………………………………………………………………………………
But suddenly…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. he fell off his bed and found himself hugging a cushion..
Om’s pov-
“What the hell….I was dreaming??????????????That too like this? What’s wrong with me? How can I get these cheesy kind of dreams…? come on Om, Don’t be a Rudra now…….How can you get such stupid dreams, that too about that And Why am i thinking about her? Ishana in my dreams…that makes no sense. I am angry with her…NO..wait…I am not even angry at her…she is just a unimportant person. The ones i can never respect. Leave dreams…I shouldn’t get even nightmares about her. Then why am I hallucinating her?. ”
He was really surprised of his own. In whole 26 years,, he was not attracted to anyone else like this….He could not believe that THIS was his imagination…Ohh god…he felt so embarrassing… But he still was a little gloomy remembering the dream and her beauty. ‘Shut up Om and just get back to sleep’ , he said looking at himself in the mirror. And then smiled slightly at his stupidity waiting for sleep to take over him.

At the morning-
Om woke up early as usual. He freshen up, and went for his morning walk. After coming, he prepared a tea for himself in a beautiful earthen pot( he calls it kullad, i guess) While enjoying the beautiful sight from his balcony, he remembered his late night dream. He still could not believe that he actually dreamt that. 24-hours ago, he was perfectly normal- Omkara Singh Oberoi, the famous artist, selfmade billionere and middle-son of the Oberoi family…whose topic of interests are just his art, passion and his family. The one who believes in truth and gives no value to lies. Whose whole life was fully filled with the passion for his art, his life with the pain which circumstances has offered him. But the man standing right now, was a lot different than the usual Omkara. Generally his mind used to be full of the thoughts for his art. Nothing ever ever distracted from it. Never ever….even in the hardest situations of his life. But yesterday, one thing did. And even now, though he tried his hardest to suppress, his mind was again filled with only one thing..Ishana Mehta….As an Artist, Omkara always thought of anything, any person in his artistic way, his own creativity, and unique point of view. But he actually couldn’t do it now. Because he already knew Ishana. Once she had tried to con him, she lied to him about every single thing. He tried to convince himself that he gave her job only because of Shivaay’s insistence and her talent. Ishana doesn’t stand anywhere in my life. He stopped his mind from getting forward and decided that he won’t give a damn about that girl. She is just working in the gallery, there will be many other people, it’s not like it is just me and her. And that dream…well it must be because I thought a little too much about that thing. And Rudra and Shivaay were not helping at all, they just kept teasing him with illogical things. That’s it….Ishana being in my dreams is a total misleading situation which happened by accident. I don’t care about her. And Ya, I am not attracted toward her. She is not worth it. I don’t need to think further. She is a liar and i can’t expect anything related to my life from her. “, OMkara finished his non-stop thoughts and got ready for the gallery. At the breakfast table, he found everyone waiting for him. And to his surprise, his whole family was there including his Dad. Everyone was looking in a very good mood, which was not usual in the Oberoi family. His Mom-Dad were sitting beside each other and were engaged in their own sweet talk. Which was really very rare, usually they used to just fight along. But seeing them like this gave him a peace, a happiness which nothing could ever give. The joy, he loved it…..he was happy like a kid. Though his equation with his father was not goood, acctually worse of what father-son can have…He still loved seeing his parents together and ha[[y with each other…..On the opposite side he saw his choti ma- chote papa engrossed in a talk with Prinku and Soumya….Right beside his parents, there was sitting the latest couple, his Bhaiya-bhabhi( Shivaay-Anika) who were actually lost in each other’s eyes totally forgetting their usual tashanbaazi. And his duffer Rudra who was stealing glances at Soumya. Om smiled seeing this sight. He was actually delighted. He took his seat, which was between Shivaay and Tej. Om actually hesitate dat first sitting next to his father but he had no choice as all the other seats were taken… Dadi was sitting in the middle position as always.. he amiled at dadi and greeted her ‘good morning’.
Everybody sensed his presence there and warmly greeted him. To Omkara, it was the best morning from a long time. Everyone started the breakfast and their discussion. All were having fun time with everyone talking except Tej and Om…Things were tough…..Om didn’t even look up to his dad and just concentrated on his breakfast as he didn’t want to create isssues and fights…But today, tej was fully determined to make his son talk……Everyone ignored it But soon they faced a big big shock…
Well, at first Tej served Omkara the breakfast and Om handled the situation very well on his terms. He didn’t overreact, didn’t expressed anger or anything. He calmly co-operated with his father. Seeing the father-son relation growing, everyone was very happy, especially Janavi. And just then, they again experienced a great shock, when Tej asked Omkara about his Art-gallery.
Tej- ( to Om) So, How is your work going on, with the new Art-company and all?
Om was also surprised as he always thought, actually he was sure that his father never really cared for him and his Art. But this was really unexpected….he just remained silent lost in his thoughts…

Janavi- Om…you didn’t answer…How is the new work going?

Om ( looking at Janavi and Tej)- Yeah Mom….It’s good, actually quite great…we just got the contract for conduction of International exhibition for three years.

Everyone congragulated Om, so did Tej. Om didn’t say, but he was overwhelmed seeing his family, together and WITH him. The atmosphere then went normal and pleasant, and Our Rudy thought to pull Om’s leg now.

Rudra- Mom, don’t you think that Om took a little too much efforts on his look today? I mean, for the first time, the long-haired-creature is looking Handsome.

Janavi- Kuch bhi Rudra…My son always looks handsome.
Tej- Yeah after all, beta kiska hai….( everyone was shocked again, Om and Shivaay gave each other a “ What is happening in this house” look)

Rudra(making a crybaby face)- See…everyone loves Om more than me….Noone listens to me in this house…Shivaay bhaiya…you are my last hope now….
Shivaay- Wow, so u started ur drama in the morning itself. Anyway let’s continue…what were you saying Rudra?
Rudra- I was saying that Om is looking special ti impress someone ‘SPECIAL’, Right?

Om- Shut up Rudra….
Rudra-( in teasing tone) Arre chup raho yaar….let me think…let me think…who made u come out of those messy jackets and clothes

Om- Stop it Rudra…
Rudra- Oh yeah…how can I forget….You have got a special person in your gallery now…So kya, ‘Blossom’ me jaa kar gul khilane ka irada hai?
Om gave Rudra a angry glare and everyone else chuckled hearing them. But Tej was confused, as he knows nothing about this whole Ishana matter.
Tej- Boys….What’s going on?
Om looked at Shivaay and gave him a ‘Handle this mess’ vala look…Shivaay quickly understood it and spoke instantly…..
Shivaay- Nothing bade papa…we were just pulling Om’s leg…nothing serious.
Om- Yeah…so have fun you all, tease Om, do anything… he doesn’t care ( all smiled realizing that they teased him a little too much)
Dadi- haan…ab aur mat tang karo mere bachhe ko…
Om- Wow dadi…so finally you are on my side. And Rudra, messy or what…at least I WEAR clothes no like you..
Rudra – What do you mean…I don’t wear clothes?
Om- Yeah almost not…All you do is show off those stupid abs..my duffer
Rudra ( again making crybaby face)- You are insulting me Om….I am not going to talk to you now
Om- ohh…tujh se jyada samajhdaar to bachhe hote hai.. Soumys sahi kehti hai…you are just a crybaby..
Rudra- nahi..Crybaby nahi hu mai…mai aapka baby hu bhaiya…….( he made a super-cute vala face)
Everyone on the table just went aww…..Dadi was really happy seeing her grand children’s love and care…..Even Tej felt happy seeing his sons so close…….… everyone enjoyed their family-time…it was really a great day….
Om- btw, I am leaving, I have important work today.
Rudra- Yeah, now you are even more desperate for your art-gallery.
Om- Rudra…how many times…?
Pinky- Ab rehne de Om…apane bhai ko nahi to aur kise pareshan karega vo?
Shivaay- Yeah Om…it’s his right to to trouble us…right Rudra?
Rudra- YEsSSS…see Om now I have got defenders…and you are alone…
Om stared at Rudra with a impossible vala look.. But actually he was happy…..happy beyond the limits…from so many days…he finally had a morning breakfast he loved….with his whole family..he felt so complete at that moment
Om looked at his crazy family and smiled slightly. He left biding bye to them and everyone was delighted seeing their Omkara so happy from a long time.” I wish he keeps smiling like this always”, Tej thought in his mind. He was feeling complete today, as his son finally behaved normally with him.
In the car-
Om started to go to the art-gallery and he remembers how his family was together this morning. He felt really happy, peaceful. He was in a really good mood. So happy, that he completely forgot about his late-night dream….the dreamy moment with IShana and the fact that he will be dealing with THE REAL Ishana from today………. He reached the gallery and entered in.

Precap- Ishana changed the looks of herself and the gallery…How are they???….WIll Om like it or Not????Will he get angry at Ishu for this little adventure of hers again?????

So how is it….IS it too lame????because I am feeling it is…..but I will surely try to make the next one better. Plz drop your views and let me know through the comments….BTW all the ffs on TU are really AMAZING…JUst soooo good…love you all lots for all the beautiful stories…sorry if i cannot comment on each and every epi…but They Are really really WONDERFUl….
Bye guys…have a good night….???