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Ishkara- a new way of life(Episode 13)

Ishkara – A new way of life – epi 13

Hi guys, I know its been late and I had thought to post regularly but due to some reasons I couldn’t keep up with it. So a very big sorry, and now I would post regularly.

RECAP: Ishu loses her memory……Om decided to take Ishu to the art gallery to trigger her memory but she doesn’t remember anything………Ishkara enjoy the beautiful rain

The present,

Om’s POV

I was remembering all our old moments together, after a long time I had seen her playing, smiling and dancing in the rain. We both played for almost two hours, I had to literally drag her back to the car and drop her. She was upset as I had interfered one of the most loved moments but worried about her health, I had to do it. I had changed at the gallery to save myself from the thousand questions my family would ask. I was happy after so many days. I was walking lost in her thoughts that didn’t notice ShivRu were calling me. Only when Shivaay clicked his fingers that broke my chain of thoughts. The look on Shivaay’s face clearly said that something had happened.

“What happened?” I asked him immediately. “O, first come inside” Rudra dragged me along. As I entered, I saw mom crying and Choti maa was consoling her, Mr. Oberoi was standing at the other end and Chote papa was explaining him something and he was as usual not understanding anything, Anika bhabhi and Soumya consoling Prinku who was sobbing, I couldn’t see my family in this state and thanked God that Dadi was not here to see this, otherwise she would be heartbroken.

I instantly ran to mom and wiped her tears and cupped her face, ”what happened mom? What did he do?” I asked giving and angry glare to Mr. Oberoi who as always ignored me. “Pinky, tell him to go away” mom said removing my hands and pushed me away, I was shocked by her actions, “I am not crying bcoz of Tej but its bcoz of you, Omkara” mom continued angrily, “how could you lie to your mom? Why did you do this?” her tears replaced her anger, “what did I do, mom?” I asked but Choti maa interrupted, “Oh my mata, see jhethaniji, Prinku told us everything Om” she completed. “Sorry bhaiya but….” Prinku came and hugged me, still crying, “Its not your fault, one day this was going to happen” I said caressing her back. After a few minutes she calmed down, I wiped her tears and made her sit on the sofa, I felt Anika’s hand on my shoulder, “We’ll take care of Priyanka, Badi maa needs you more” I nodded and went to mom, I kneeled down near her, she was looking to the other side.

“I am really sorry mom” I began, “I know I have hurt you but I wanted to give you all the happiness you deserved. I just wanted you to get the respect, love and care you always craved for…” I couldn’t complete and started crying with my head on her lap. “Omkara” my mom’s sweet voice reached my ears and I looked up, “how did you think that I would be happy when my son is not happy. When my children are with me then I don’t need anything else. Promise me you would never do anything like this again.” She wiped my tears and kissed my forehead.

She got up and walked to Mr. Oberoi, “And I have decided that I don’t have to crave for a man like you anymore. I’ll divorce you. When my family is with me, I don’t need anything more.” I felt happy to see her confidence again, “even I don’t want to live with you” Mr. Oberoi shouted and left.
“we are always there to support you in all your decisions” saying so Rudra and me hugged mom tightly, soon Prinku too joined us, “Shivaay, Anika and Soumya, you didn’t hear what I said I want all my children” mom said opening her arms and the three joined us wiping their tears.

After all hard times, things were changing for the better.

Rana Mansion – Ishu’s POV

After hearing to mom’s lecture over playing in the rain, I finally reached my room but as I entered I was surprised to see it full with paintings, “When did I become an art lover” I thought to myself and went to one of them. As I touched it, I got flashes of a girl and boy talking and laughing. I didn’t understand what it was, whom did I just see, what the heck is happening with me, why am I seeing them, a thousand questions came to my mind but only one person could answer me and that was OMKARA, since all the paintings were signed by him.

I decided to ask him because it was high time that I get some answers, in just two days so much has changed, dad who is so particular about this rivalry didn’t mind Shivaay and Oberoi family meeting me at the hospital, he left me alone with only Omkara to take care of me, Omkara was holding my hand when I gained consciousness, he smiled at me like that, he took me to his art gallery and the way he was looking at me while we were enjoying the rain, what is my relation with him and his life.

I picked up my mobile to call him and that is when I saw the date, “31 May 2017” (this is just imaginary), I couldn’t believe my eyes, so I checked the calendar near my bed, it said the same thing, “How is this possible, it should be 2013 then how come it is 2017, what happened in four years, why don’t I remember anything”. Now I grew panicky, I desperately needed answers and only one person could help me – OMKARA SINGH OBEROI. I decided to go to Oberoi Mansion tomorrow itself and ask him.

I hope you are liking it, please do comment and tell. Keep smiling and reading.

Prajkta

Writing is like dreaming with words. We all have many stories hidden inside us, all we need is someone to listen, and someone to read through them.

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