A Step Towards U: ISHKARA OS [By Renima]

A Step Towards U: ISHKARA OS [By Renima]
Guys, u might be shocked ?? Won’t u ??? Though, I am not completely cured, I couldn’t stop myself from staring phone…… The most annoying thing is medicines and I really want 2 get rid of that……Ok…I am putting lock 2 my loose talks and just straightly moving 2 the shot on ishkara….Hope u guys will like it…….

@ Streets [Omkara folds the newspaper and keeps it on his hand and starts walking through streets by engaged in deep thoughts……]

Omkara’s view…
I still remember that day, when she came and collided with me……I hold her hand and turned my eyes on her deep eyes which were silently staring me for a while……I witnessed certain unsolved questions in her eyes which were revolving before me…….I witnessed a deep pain in that eyes which were conveying her inner feelings 2 me……For her life was like a battle, where she was standing as alone for her beloved ones……She never looked back and took the effort 2 analyze whether she was right or wrong……Once she told me 2 trust on my heart and later she played with my emotions and her real face was exposed before my eyes…….I questioned her family, culture and upbringing without feeling hesitantly since I was out of my control and almost the richness and reputation of my family reminded my surname oberoi and I burst out my anger on ishana……That day I totally became omkara singh oberoi instead of omkara……

The biggest betrayal was out of my thought and I was not able 2 see anything except ishana as a lier……She told me that world doesn’t exists on so called idealism, it is based on reality……Her bitter reality made her 2 do conning, without considering anything……She made me 2 realize the fact that behind richness and power one can hide so many things from whole world and my surname oberois have hidden dark deeds and evilness……It got proved right when Mr. Oberoi tortured my mom infront of my eyes and tried 2 kill her before me……The day when my mom was burning in that fire, I would have also dead….But I was alive to bring justice 2 my mom……My life’s battle made me 2 rise as a warrior burying all those emotions @ myself and wearing an angry man’s face on my face…..Like ishana told me for surviving in this world one has 2 wear face on his real face, am now wearing a mask on my face……It is reminding me ishana who taught me that this world is not colorful, behind colors there is darkness, which is the bitter reality……Now I understood that circumstances probably make a man 2 do those things which can’t be classified as right or wrong……..I never took the effort 2 meet her again……..

“Omkara “……I heard a gentle voice behind my ears and it made me 2 turn my eyes behind me……I find my eyes were cheating me for a while…….Because that was ishana only……My legs stopped myself and my eyes again stared her deeply……I looked @ her eyes which were filled with few drops of tears ……Her scattered hair, pale face and broken smile were conveying me so much……
Omkara : Ishana…..You here ??? [shocked]

Ishana : Destiny…….May be destiny had made us 2 meet again, omkara…….
Omkara : How are you ??
Ishana : I don’t know…….Lies will hurt u, and I don’t want 2 hurt u more……Omkara…..I feel much guilty whenever I recalls that incident……
Omkara : Why ?? U have already hurt me by hiding truth……Now what you are trying 2 convince me by telling u feel guilty ?

Ishana : Guilt is an imprisonment of those lies which I told 2 u…….It is the punishment of my own heart for playing with ur and emotions…….It is the biggest pain of my soul for hiding my own identity and acting as another person before you…..It is torturing my nights and making me 2 wander my heart on thrones since I again stabbed ur heart which were already affected with much pain……I never had the courage 2 meet you again because I betrayed u and rewarded u the biggest misery in ur life……. [emotional]
Omkara : Miseries will make us 2 realize what we have actually lost…….
Ishana : What ??

Omkara : From bela u changed as ishana, but from omkara I changed as omkara singh oberoi…..
Ishana : Why ??
Omkara : For situations, I wore this face on my real face……But I am still listening my heart…….which will tells me 2 trust on my heart…..But now I can’t allow that heart 2 rule me…….
Ishana : I can see it in ur eyes…..But I can see ur pain also……
Omkara : World is capable of seeing ur wound only, it will never keep an eye on ur pain, ishana……
Ishana : U are right, it will just see ur face, not ur heart……. Even though we wish 2 burn our heart, it will rise again… Failures were the outcomes in my father’s life which made him 2 lost trust in his life and demanded me 2 become a con girl…….I can never be simple girl ishana until and unless I meet all the necessities and assures a peaceful state for my family……..In ur idealism iam wrong and never will be right, am I ??

Omkara stares ishana for a while and bows his head…..
Ishana : This heart is very strange, isn’t it ? It will keep u 2 remind those memories which have offered u biggest pain………It will revolve ur mind with certain incidents which will tell u that is there any one to hear u when u weep in lonliness ? Is there any one 2 hold ur hand when u needs a shoulder 2 lie down ? Is there any one 2 show the path when u feels confused ? I asked these 2 myself and there was no one 2 hear me ………
Omkara : If some one is telling u that he is with u in ur battle, will u give ur shoulder for him 2 cry ??
Ishana : Omkara!!!! [surprised]

Omkara : I can’t hide it from my heart……In lonliness, I looked back whether u was following me…..I find cheated myself whenever I find my own shadow behind me……..I use 2 stare those stairs knowingly or unknowingly for hours where I find u as the fighter……Some times I find my canvas is a mixture of emotions and it is difficult 2 sort out pureness of colors……I stopped picking brushes and clay because I find myself that am not having a heart, then how can I depict paintings and sculptors which reflects my own heart……I have lost my heart and has buried everything and am wearing an anger on my face, which is leading me 2 live that kind of life where am not capable of finding anything…….[om bend @ his own knees and burst into tears]
Ishana : Omkara!!!! [ishu also bend @ her own knees and places her hand on omkara’s shoulder]
Omkara : Ishana, I find my lost heart in u, will u be mine ??

Ishana : I wish I could be ur heart……But it is not possible……Omkara….I am sorry……..I have 2 leave……[ishana took her hands from omkara’s shoulder]
Omkara : Ishana, will we meet again ? [om holds ishana’s hand]
Ishana : May be destiny knows…….[ishkara share an emotional eyelock] I have 2 go….Please……[om release ishu’s hand from his hold]

Ishana stares omkara with wet eyes and walks away…..Om burst into tears and finds the newspaper which was lying on the road….With trembling hands he took the paper and turned it’s page…..On a corner he find ishana’s photo ….Beneath the photo it was written that ’obituary ‘…..In loving memory of ishana mehta……..Om was not able 2 read it fully as tears were continuously flowing from his eyes and the paper was drenched in his tears…..

Omkara’s view
Destiny didn’t give me a chance 2 meet ishana again…….At least once I could have met her and confront myself before her ……But this destiny is so cruel…….It rewarded me pain, it took my heart and now it separated my soul ,ishana from me……

Again my eyes cheated me, this is just shadow only…..It is not my ishana……Still I will turn my eyes behind me, because I know she is able 2 see my heart’s pain…..Until this pain continues, ishana will also live with me through my heart’s pain……I am ready 2 suffer this miserable pain because it reminds ur untold pain 2 me……It reminds ur wet eyes which is a victim of my heart’s wound…… I am not able 2 make a change on destiny’s game….I am have a stick 2 do magic for changing life…….I am unable 2 solve countless issues and struggles of life…….I witnessed lot of things in my life and now am like a puppet which has lost its thread, but moving per demands of situations only… Like u am also imprisoned in guilt, ishana…..I never got a chance 2 express my guilt towards u…..I wish u could be with me now…..

I want 2 become that omkara before u where u was able 2 see my problem from my eyes…..I want 2 be that listener where u inspired me with ur thoughts that affected me deeply……I want 2 see my heart in ur eyes as u are able 2 find it in my silence and lonliness…….I want 2 hold ur hand forever because I believe that u are able 2 walk with me…..But u have gone……Why, ishana…..why ??? If u are able 2 hear me then all I want 2 tell u that…..I am sorry, ishana……I am sorry……I am missing u…..Ishana…..I am really missing u…….[om placed the news paper close 2 his chest and weeps in tears]

It was really hard 2 write this one…..Kindly drop ur views…..if possible,….Thanks 4 reading……