…My Brothers Are Everything To Me…
Chapter 16:
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Chapter 16:
Om didn’t know what is really going on. His father and Shivaay never argued and even if they argued it was not like this.
Because Shivaay was standing there silently listening to the yelling from his father.
Shivaay never ever had an expression like that nor did he ever let anyone speak like that to him.
Shivaay even silenced Pinky aunty to not interfere between them.
Om remembered there was one time where Shivaay and his father disagreed and fought and that too for him.
~~~~Om was sitting in his room, looking at the idol he had made.
It was his first one. He had way more to learn. He want to go to the arts and music college for which he had worked hard. He had scored well in his twelfth.
Now everything is for waste..
His father is hell bent against everything. His father want him to study business and join the company as soon as possible.
Really, what did he expect…?
Om is not what his father wanted to be. He will never be like his father nor he has any interest in business.
More over, he had enough of this Oberoi, that Oberoi. He is going to stand on his own. He is going to earn his own money without any help from being an Oberoi..
But…. He cannot enter without finance support or without his father’s permission. His father had even got admission in top college in London where Shivaay had studied without caring about his opinion..
He is not going..
He’s definetly not leaving his home..
Om knew deep down that if he went to London, he won’t survive. Om will die for sure.
Om got up and took an old book from his shelf and then took a paper out of the book.
It was his first picture….
It was his first attempt….
It was something that gives him strength when he’s down…..
It was a picture he had drawn at the age of ten..
A clumsy attempt..
The picture was by no means called an art but it had everything in it.
Pain….
Love….
Emotions…
Tears…
Laughter…
The picture had everything in it…
It was the first time Rudra had witnessed their parent’s fight, his mother going to her home while his father kept them home and Rudra was inconsolable. That’s when the model student Shivaay who never took a day from school took two days off.
Shivaay had been the one to console them. Om was used to it but Rudra couldn’t and Shivaay had took eight year old Rudra in his arms and consoled Rudra, distracted him, cooked for him, played with him all the day and even consoled Om along with Rudra..
Eventually Rudra fell asleep still in Shivaay’s arms, refused to leave him and Shivaay sat on the sofa while Rudra slept in Shivaay’s arms muttering,
“You’re better mother and father than anyone Shivaay bhaiyaa”
Rudra had mumbled in his sleep while Shivaay tightened his hold on his baby brother. Om could see Shivaay blinking his eyes repeatedly to keep the tears at bay.
Om knew Shivaay’s hands must be in pain but still he arrogantly ignored everything and even extended his one hand to him.
Shivaay slept holding Rudra like that. Om chuckled and shook his head looking at them. Om then went to retrieve a blanket but Om couldn’t move away… His legs refused to move away from this..
Something inside him wanted him to be in this moment forever.. He thought of taking a picture using camera…
But somehow Om wanted it to capture the moment with his hands so he went and took a paper and drew them as best as possible..
Om kept that picture with him all this time…
That moment he wanted to capture moments like that with his hands. It was like a purpose in his life. It was like bottling a moon light..
The feeling he got after finishing his drawings…. It felt wonderful…
Now… It looked like everything’s gone and Om hated it.
Just then he heard his father yelling all the way from his room.. Om moved towards the hall to find his family all gathered around his father and Shivaay arguing.
Shivaay didn’t yell.. He was always calm and collected. Shivaay didn’t have to yell, just his voice had enough power.
“Shivaay.. This is going way over. I had enough of this. How could you join him in the arts college..?”
What..?
Om couldn’t help but smile..
God…! He had been stupid to worry about all this. If he had a brother like Shivaay then he shouldn’t have worried stupidly.
“Bade papa, Om doesn’t have interest in business.”
“No Shivaay… You’re only doing this so that you can be the C.E.O of the company”
“If that’s what you think then, I can’t do anything bade papa”, Shivaay replied coolly…
“Shivaay… How could you..? How did you join him without my permission. I am his father”
“Well.. First you need money to join anyone which I have plenty and second in the absence of parents, Guardian is responsible since I am his guardian, I had admitted him in top class college.”
“You….”
His father raised his voice even higher to which Shivaay just stood there like he could face even tsunami but he won’t take a step back when it comes to his brother’s life.
“Wait and watch what Tej Singh Oberoi can do Shivaay.. I will buy that college this day itself. You’re messing with an Oberoi..”
Om hated his father… The ray of hope Shivaay bought in his life looked like going to be smothered again by darkness.
But Shivaay just replied,
“Go ahead bade papa.. It’s no use, you’re forgetting I am an Oberoi too.. I had already brought that college.. Do not forget that I am Shivaay Singh Oberoi.. If Shivaay Singh Oberoi’s brother wanted something then he will move the world for them.”
It looked like someone had arrived to play the game with Mr.Oberoi even better than him.. Om is so proud of his brother for outwitting his father and supporting him.
Om couldn’t help but go ahead and hug his brother..
“Shivaay…”
“See you bade papa”
Shivaay bid them bye and put a hand on his shoulder moving them towards his room.
“Silly Om… Were you worrying your head over this..? Haven’t I told you, you will thank me one day for being your guardian.?”
Om remembered what Shivaay had told them during his parents meeting. So he had planned all this ahead from that day..? Om cannot express how loved and how grateful he felt..
“Thanks Shivaay… But where did you get the money?”
Om asked since he knew Shivaay only joined their family business recently.
“Well… I had put all my savings in it”
Om turned his head towards him, stopping in midway..
“Shivaay, you didn’t have to..”
“I have to Om since you’re my brother.. And don’t think it’s not worth it.. You’re worth everything and even more than any amount of money I earn.”
Shivaay’s first salary and his savings, his everything… Shivaay put everything in him for making a way to his dream.. Instead of buying a property or saving for his future, Shivaay had done everything to Om’s future..
People wonder why he put up with his rude and arrogant brother… But they never knew how much Shivaay does to his brothers nor is he going to let anyone know or have this side of Shivaay…
“Don’t get senti Om.. I will earn it double in the next project. Come on, let’s go and celebrate this with Rudy”
Om felt his steps are light and his heart filled with happiness.. He will not let this go easily. He will become the best and do his best.~~~~
Om moved towards them..
Shivaay never backed down then why is he staying silent.
“It’s all your fault Shivaay.. You knew very well she’s after your life then why did you bring my sons there..? What were you thinking..? You always say you will protect your brothers with your life.? See what happened?”
All through the yelling, Shivaay remained silent..
And that’s when Om realised that Shivaay himself believed it to be his fault.. Shivaay looked guilty.
“Stop it Mr.Oberoi.. It was our choice to accompany him”
“You stay out of this Omkara”
“Why should we dad..?”
Everyone turned towards Rudra to see him moving towards them. Shivaay was the first one to move towards Rudra..
“Rudra.. Why are you here instead of resting..?”, Shivaay fussed over Rudra like a child and Om too moved towards him.
“Rudra, are you fine?”
“Bhaiyaa… Om… It’s just a scratch.. So stop worrying like mother hens” and Rudra turned towards his father.
“It’s not Shivaay bhaiyaa’s fault.. Stop blaming him dad. It just happened”
“Rudra.. Stop it.. You don’t know anything. Shivaay shouldn’t have brought you two there or you two shouldn’t have gone there at all. What use going towards danger knowingly?”
“Well… You could have not gone to your brother Sakthi but we are not like that Mr. Oberoi..”
“Omkara”, his father raised his voice and he ignored it since he is used to it now.
“Let’s go Shivaay, Rudra.. It’s pointless arguing with Mr. Oberoi”
Om told them and moved them towards Shivaay’s room knowing that Rudra felt peaceful there, ignoring his father’s yelling.
After closing the door, Om watched Shivaay turning towards Rudra.
“Rudra.. Are you really fine.?”
“I am fine Shivaay bhaiyaa. It was nothing”
“It was not nothing Rudra.. Why were you standing there like that Rudra..?”
“I was shocked bhaiyaa. I couldn’t move.”
“See… This is why I shouldn’t have brought you two there. I know it’s my fault no matter how you look at it…”
Rudra cut Shivaay in mid sentence..
“I was not shocked for my life bhaiyaa.. I was shocked to the core when the lady pointed the gun towards you.. I cannot think past what would have happened if you got shot. I don’t regret that Om moved you bhaiyaa instead of me.. What were you thinking not moving Shivaay bhaiyaa..?”
“Rudra….”
“I heard you arguing bhaiyaa.. Please don’t blame yourself. Now speak with Om.. I don’t want you two to fight.”
Shivaay opened his arms, both of them went and hugged Shivaay like their life is dependent on their hug..
“Baby Ru… Om…. If something happened to you two, I will not live for a second past that..”
“Same goes for us bhaiyaa”
Shivaay hugged them back..
It felt right to have proof that they are alive and fine and in his arms..
Shivaay glared at nothing particular, all the while thinking how to get revenge on Gayathri..
If anyone thought they could get away after hurting his brothers, they had another thing coming..
I will end her…..
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Shivaay was cooking for Rudra since he was back in his playful mood, ordering everyone including Prinku to do his works that he’s not well because of that bullet scratch..
Rudy never changes…
And Shivaay is going to keep it that way..
Just then Annika came to the kitchen and Shivaay cannot help but tease her..
Shivaay knew that it was Annika whom he hugged near the pool side. Shivaay wanted some calm before he stormed to search Gayathri for all the mess she had created..
Shivaay had felt at peace when he accidentally hugged her that day and wanted the same calm again. Out of impulse he hugged her near the pool and his mind calmed down..
Annika now refused to look at him and turned towards the exit of the kitchen..
Her avoidance irked him and Shivaay grabbed her hand and hugged her from behind..
“S-Sir… What are you doing..?”
“I want to know something Ms. Annika”
“Let me go…”
She struggled out of his hold and Shivaay grip on her tightened..
“Why didn’t you move away Ms. Annika?”
“What..?”
“When I thought you are Tia, I hugged you twice, why didn’t you say anything or pushed me away?”
Shivaay then let her go and made her turn around to see her…
Oh….
Downward eyes…
Refusing to look up….
Her fingers fidgeting at the hem of her shirt..
More over…
Red filled her cheeks….
Blush…
She’s blushing….
Oh… Shivaay loved that he’s the reason for this look on the usually stubborn and strong girl.
Annika didn’t know she created a devil who will crave for her same expression again and again and will do anything to make her blush in the future.
Oh Jaana……..
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