ishqbaaz by Aashi (Chapter 1)

The Abyss-Ishqbaaz FF by Aashi

Chapter 1

The sound of loud honking shook Om out of his trance. Shivaay was back. He knew he needed to escape him otherwise he will have to answer his questions. True he loved & trusted him but right then he didn’t want to answer his queries for the time being. He didn’t want Shivaay to consider himself as a failure for his brother. He couldn’t deny that he was pondering about drugs & he was feeling guilty. He knew Shivaay would know this as soon as he would notice the look on his face; he needed to escape, before his brother reached him. Taking a deep breath, Om sneaked out of the room & almost ran to his car and drove off. He needed to breathe; feeling suffocated he stopped near the beach which he used to visit during his childhood & adolscence. Looking around he couldn’t stop memories from resurfacing; they always did hit him hard.

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Om was mere seven old then. It was the first he had seen his parents fighting so savagely. The innocent child had just returned from school. He ran to his parent’s room excitedly to show his swimming trophy; he’d secured the first position in it for the first time. As he burst in, he saw his father slapping his mother & she fell down hitting her head at the edge of their bed, fainting . His father stormed out without heeding him a glance. Maaaa……
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Maaaa…….. Om was pulled out of the flashback all of a sudden as he heard the scream & saw two children, a boy & a girl running towards a young girl who had her back to him. He sighed heavily as he proceeded towards his car.

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Hi, This is Aashi again. Thank You everyone who read the first part of the story & whoever commented. The pairs will be Shivaay-Anika, Om-Gauri & Rudra-Soumya. So forgive me Rudra-Bhavya fans as they are not going to be the part of the of the story.
The character of Om is like will be in the starting of the show; artistic, understanding & sensitive.
Gauri is very different from the show, a person completely made out of my imagination. I’d be very grateful to receive your views on her. 😀
Link to previous chpter:
The Abyss-Prolouge.docx

32 comments

  1. Aashi26

    Aashi26

    |Registered Member

    Di……amazing love this concept about om……I always wanted him to remain that sweet artist and thank you a ton for adding rumya……..and om was always my favorite so I love it…..😊
    Really can’t wait to read the next chapter…….

    • Aashi9

      Aashi9

      |Author

      Tank you so much Aashi for your lovely comment
      I’ll try to keep up with your expectations
      will be updating tonight

  2. Sadia23

    Very nice… Eagerly waiting for next part and a new form of goury and hopefully a sensible and strong goury… I really don’t think goury in the show is a good partner for om.

    • Aashi9

      Aashi9

      |Author

      Thanx Sadia for your comment
      I’m trying my best to create a strong Gauri as I don’t like her to be a puny in Om’s hand
      keep reading & commenting

  3. Mrs Hema Patel

    Hello Shivaay,

    nice to watch you in Ishaqbaaz

    A request – please replace your brown shoes – bit worn out and out of Date??

    you had them since last year and they need to retire??

  4. Fenil

    Fenil

    |Registered Member

    Good chapter.
    Opss its Abour Rikara not about IshKara.
    Don’t worry will read but u have send links.

    • Aashi9

      Aashi9

      |Author

      The Abyss- Ishqbaaaz FF by Aashi

      Chapter- 3

      The memories seemed crueler than before. With every passing night they come to haunt the sleep & rest out of the body, soul is left gasping for life knowing it was failing miserably.
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      Om woke up with a start with sheen of sweat on his forehead & brow; his hands shaking and heartbeats thundering in his own ears. He felt faint, in his sleepy, muddled state & a strange yet familiar kind of dizziness. Stumbling, he went to the bathroom & stood under the chilling shower. The jet of water calmed him somewhat for which he stood there for a long time until his body refused to bear the cold. Shivering, he came back to the room and changed into a casual pair of kurta-payjama. Wearing a grey hoodie over it, Om went out to have a stroll, or an early morning walk as it was 4:30, still an hour almost before the streets turn alive.
      The cold air hit him as soon as he was out of the mansion premises, making him pull the hoodie closer to him. He headed for the beach.
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      Om sat alone at his desk, looking around the class to see the whole class full of laughing children, sitting with their best-friends, chatting & studying; sharing unknown secrets, sharing lunches, sharing sharpeners & erasers. His eyes filled with tears unknowingly as he gazed at the space beside him. Did they detest him? If not, then why they didn’t sit beside him? He asked it to his mother. “Om, my dear, please don’t over think & ask silly questions” was the reply. “You have Shivaay & Rudra as your friends then why you are worrying?” chotimaa had answered. “But they are not in my class”, he had said. “So you want my Shivaay to fail so he accompanies you” she had thundered & went. Terrified the ten year old Om had found his solace in the lap of his grandmother.
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      Om looked at the horizon. Dark, angry waves crashed against the rocks on the shore, the wind blew wild. The clouds towered overhead looking menacing & heavy. “Sahabji, bhaago, tufaan aane waala hai” a man called out to him as he ran in the opposite direction. Om cursed under his breath as he began to move towards the street. And then, suddenly & heavily a torrent of rain came, accompanied by loud thunder & lightning, with merciless big drops soaking him in an instant. Om ran as fast as he could to find a shelter. Sighting a half broken shed; he snuck in & began wringing out the water from his clothes. He cursed again, in an almost inaudible whisper but stopped short when he noticed another petite figure scurrying in. Astonished, he stared at her. “Never seen a girl with wet clothes before?!” she snapped at him, scathingly, “Damned men.”
      Om was mortified. Had he made an impression of a lecherous person? “Look ma’am, I hadn’t any intention of…….” He swallowed his own words as she shot him a glare & ran out again, calling after a cab. After an hour, when the rain had stopped, he returned home unable to shake off the feeling of those angry eyes.
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      Hi everyone, It’s me Aashi again. I really have no idea how you all will react to the first meet of Om-Gauri. I tried making the chapter a bit different & have no idea about the upcoming chapters so I’m going with the flow. Thank you everyone for your continuous love & support. Right now my life is a mess so I may take some time before I update any further chapters.
      Thank you Everyone
      By Aashi.

  5. Aashi9

    Aashi9

    |Author

    Thank You Fenil bhaiyaa
    actually I have never watched IB or DBO so but I liked the pictures of Gauri & Om together so am writing for them
    I tried sending link in the 3rd chapter.If it works, I’ll send the link of others too

  6. Diyaa

    Diyaa

    |Registered Member

    Hi Aashi. I loved reading this. The scene from Om’s flashback was powerful and it shook me. Very nice. I was unable to reach the prologue. Do tell me how to access that.

  7. Aashi9

    Aashi9

    |Author

    I’m glad you liked it
    I always found Om a lot intriguing than he seemed or met the viewers eyes
    flashbacks are often painful when one experiences it as a child for a child’s mind gets affected the most

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