When She Coloured My Canvas – Colour 1 – Shraddha

Hi buddies, hope you all remember me. I hope i can do daily update coz my next exam is on may 28.
This is basically a rikara ff, but rumya and shivika will be there.
I am professionally an author in my regional language, malayalam, both stories and poems. But it is the first time I am trying a romantic one. I dont have any experience with this topic as I am just 20. So if there is any mistake in my views please forgive me…

Each chapter will be a new colour being added to rikara’s life. You can decide as to which colour it will be matching for each episode and post it as a comment too ( just for a fun, to be bit unique)

Also tell me if you are interested in chulkara track, I promise it will be a short track of shwetlana and kali .

A girl is seen standing with a palette and a brush. She has a white canvas in front of her. Her hands are trembling…. She is standing still with the brush.
Suddenly a tall man is approaching the girl from behind. He came close… very close to her. His blowing hairs are touching her cheek. He is holding her wrist along with that paint brush. He raised her hand and began painting on canvas… yes he was making her draw on that canvas.

As the drawing was finished, 3 or 4 pearls were rolling down her cheeks…. But she could feel wetness on her neck; she understood that some precious pearls were falling down on her neck too. She turned back to see him and collected all his pearls from his eyes, she could make a chain of those pearls and wear it.
Both came very close, both kept their foreheads together…….
She suddenly sprang up from her bed and opened her eyes… She surveyed the whole ambience.
The canvas, the palette everything was missing… and most important HE was MISSING. She told herself,
“Hey GOURI chiraiyya, what did you dream? Who was that lambi baal wali aadmi? From where did he come? What rishta do we have?
As she closed her eyes, she could clearly see his face… his flying locks, his thick beard, his smiling lips, raised eyebrows…and most important his magnetic eyes…she felt that those eyes were black holes in which she would fall… she began breathing heavily. She looked at the time and remembered that tomorrow was the most important day in her life….she went back to sleep only because she had to wake up early tomorrow. BUT HER MIND WAS FILLED WITH HIS IMAGE ONLY.. JUST HIM..
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A pleasant morning……

In Mumbai, there stood a magnificent mansion, named oberoi mansion. Going inside, we can see some power packed performance by the smallest son of the family, rudra singh oberoi aka rudy to the song nach baliye..
By dancing he slowly entered a room cum art gallery (you must have got whose room it is).
He was gracefully dancing, forgetting himself so much that he didn’t notice a kid slowly coming behind him and dancing like him. The kid climbed a small table and began dancing, but the little girl’s one step directly hit a plastic bottle full of yellow colour, making it fall in the ground. Suddenly, rudy opened his eyes and stopped the music.
R: Oho cherry, what is this, your omki is gonna give you nice for this.
C: No, dumbo, omki wont scold me, coz i am his sweety ( for om , she is sweety) ( said with a cute puppy face)
R: oho Ms. Anshika shivay singh oberoi, let’s see, what will happen now coz your omki is going for a business trip so he will be in his full attitude. BET? (He asked her by raising his eye brows and showing his palm for a deal)
C: D.. (deal, as she is a small kid, cannot complete words)
There came a lady running like a champa and took cherry and uttered “oh bête ki”
C: no aayi. Its Beti ki, and winked

A: Keeping deal in this age. Tum zaroor sso ki beti hoom. Bus don’t show tadi like him, told by raising her eyes upwards as if talking to god.
C: clapping and telling, TADI…TADI…
R: Oh anika bhabhi, cherry is like you and bhaiyya only. Always breaking things, from small age. You are sheeshatod and he is iphone tod
All 3 were laughing, which was noticed by the owner of the lengthiest hair in that mansion.
He: you have spoiled my room and laughing, said loudly
All 3 were shocked.
Ani: Om, sorry it was cherry’s mistake. I will clean this soon, said with tension.
He came with slow steps and was staring all 3. He turned down and slowly took the paint with his hand. He looked up and was angrily staring all 3.

Suddenly, he began applying colour to his bhabhi, little bro & his sweety and began laughing.
R: shockingly, Hey O what is this?
O: punishment, he laughe like a kid.
C: omki, omki, do this more… laughing
A: oho om, what will I do? I have to go to kitchen na? Said with puppy face.
O: sorry bhabhi… just for a fun, laughing and winking
R: hey o, you are in full mood today, and in casuals, don’t you have a deal today? Moreover you are taking colours also today? This is unusual.
O: no duffer, my deal is postponed to next day. Moreover I have to judge a spot painting competition today, so that’s why I am in love with colours today…. he winked.
R: OH, SO universe chahtha hai ki, you should be an artist today; he said in a serious tone.
A: Oho meri pyaari dever, you are missing tia a lot na? Even your bhaiyya is talking like this from past few days, she said in a complaining tone and went back (acting)
O: oho dumbbell, you are just a big…
C: dumboooo… she screamed in top of her voice
R: (angrily) O, it was u who taught her to call me like that na..
C: dumbooo
R: I am katees with you cherry, you love only omki a lot, began his fake crying.

C: (started crying)…. sorry chachu, I love you a lottt and kissed him on his cheeks.
R: that’s my cherry… bye I have to complete my assignment.
Looking @ om, in a serious tone “see you lambe baal waali praani”
O: shut up rudra, and chased him outside the room. (Laughing)
R: Leave me O….. rudy screamed
C: sweety is calling omki, come here
O: yes sweety…
She gave him a small kiss and ran away..
He was wearing a long dark blue kurtha and black pajamas, with loose hair an big black glasses.
He is going as an artist today, so he is in his artistic form, rather than his official suit.
Before going he was just tidying his galley. But suddenly one of his pictures fell on his feet… a picture where a girl is turning her face halfway … she has long hair.. All the features in her face were seen only sideways… one eye, half nose and a half curved lip…

This was his latest picture, this face was troubling him for few days and then he gave a try to find this face, but it was unclear..

He kept it safely near his bed, locked the room and went.
But that face was really haunting him…
He didn’t know why this face was coming back to his mind.

But fate knew… nature knew… the relation between him and her, that’s why the wind entered his room without permission, breaking the barriers of windows,( his mind) carried that picture near omkara’s photo frame.

PRECAP: be it butter and fire…. but fate will make them meet!!!!!

That’s all buddies. ( bit weak in hindi)