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When he opened it !!! IB& DBO OS – Part 2

Hey rikarians,back with next part.?
I got a good response from all of you for the first chappy, so this is will have 1 more part?

Those who missed first , Read Here

Thanks to rasika, Sam,Sagithya,Dhar,Shreyanvi, Aneez, Kanfi, Alekhika,mahi ,Palak ,B.K., Samm , YAashu, Nikitajai , Sanyukta, Verna, Astha for your support and also all silent readers who enjoyed this.

Part 2

He was simply watching the moon and smiling; but I… I was actually admiring him because I have seen this omkaraji only in photos, not for real.
His hair was flying high, his face had a certain glow which was complimented by moonlight. Oh, this chirotta…
His eyes are more intense today, his smile is more gentle today, he is in a new andaaz today. My heart is beating faster seeing him like this?

Suddenly he looked upon me, I was standing Freezed; so he asked me
” why do you stare me like the heroes of movies? I’m not a girl ,ok?”
I smiled at this, I decided to surprise him.I rounded his neck with my hands and moved closer. He was literally shocked because we had opened up our feelings just 2 days before and we never shared a moment like this in these 2 days.

“ye …ye kya kar reh gouri?” he was stumbling.
I decided to play with him.
” Mein na, pyar kar raha hoon. Kuch aitraaz hai kya?” I asked in a soft tone.
His eyes were glowing but the next moment his face had an expression of fear. Is he acting?

I moved closer and began enjoying the fragrance of his hair. It was giving me goosebumps. I slowly touched his hair; it was smooth just like him. I was so lost in enjoying it such that it was later I noticed that he was seeing me. I shifted my eyes to his face and once again had a feeling of losing my self into those magnetic eyes.I told him,
“tumhare Baal hain na..?” before I could complete he told,
” make me more romantic isn’t it?” he spoke with utter pride.
I just had a good laugh, oh so he is not bad; but I wasn’t ready to give up..
“nahi omkaraji, darsal your hair’s fragrance reminds me of my shampoo..” I laughed loudly.
His face turned to an embarrassed one. I had a doubt when I saw the bottle finished; but didn’t think of a twist like this.
“woh… actually gouri… I wanted to give you the surprise today itself and I didn’t have my usual stock with me. So I thought I will adjust with yours.”
He was standing like a kid who stole toffee,pouting lips; how much I love this face.
I was smiling and then again started admiring him.

“kya hua gouri, why are you seeing me like this?” His doubt is genuine, because I have never watched him for long like this; I dont know his face is really attracting me towards him.
All these days I never had this sort of feelings; I was only a dharam patni who did all her duties. But today, his eyes, smile, hair everything is pulling me closer to him.
“woh…log kahetein na..hmm…hmm.. tum bohot hand…hand…!!”
“oho gouri… handsome” he said in a special tone.”I know gouri I’m very handsome. Tumhe pata, even in my college there were many girls who used to fangirl me; they just loved my look. When I used to go for exhibitions, many girls used to come and round me for selfies and autographs!!” He said with a smirk.
I didn’t like this but didn’t want to show my anger, what will he think; he will think that I’m jealous and start to tease me.I moved off and went and sat on the couch near window.

I was just staring the moon and stars. Don’t know whether he read my mind; I could feel a cold touch on my shoulder; this cold touch surprisingly made me warm.From past 2 days, his closeness is creating a magic on me.

“oho MERI jealous chiraiyya, dekho na.” he was buzzing near my ears.
I reluctantly faced him; but my sight was downwards.I understood that he was trying to make me jealous.
He slowly raised my chin with his index finger and he smiled. Hey Sankarji, this smile is creating a fountain of happiness in my mind. How much I had waited for this smile and joy on his face???

” why did you do this?” I asked him.
“kya??” he asked doubtfully.
“woh.. yeh Baal..” I asked touching his hair
He cupped my cheek and told
“tumhe pata gouri…love is like that. It can make big changes in anyone. You know even rudra had asked me many times to open my hair, to become the old Mr.artist.But … I don’t know, my mind never went back to my old self, something was missing in my life.I couldn’t love my life. I couldn’t go back whole heartedly to my art, my passion even though all problems were solved.
But then ,when I realized that I couldn’t move forward without you; that I’m affected by you ,that you are my love… I found out that you have filled the void in my life, I was rejuvenated. I could feel energy filling upon me; I began loving my life, my art, I was feeling that this is my second birth which is destined to live and die with you.”

I couldn’t bear the word death from his mouth; even I didn’t know when I had kept my finger on his lips. My eyes were blurred with tears. I could feel his pain; in fact my heart was aching all this time. How much this person had suffered in spite of having every pleasures in his life.

My tears were wetting his hands; I knew it. But as I looked, he smiled even though his eyes were watery. He brushed my cheek softly and was coming closer.

As he moved closer, my mind was asking me to move closer to him. I just followed the instruction, and moved forward like a robo. We both even forgot to blink our eyes and to breath.
We were so close that we could feel each other’s breath. I was saying Omkara and he was saying Gouri so softly that only our minds could hear it.

I was being drowned in his eyes and he was seeing my lips; I knew what will happen next. I don’t know whether I’m ready for this. But that anxiety…it was rising in my mind.
It was making its effects on me.

I didn’t know when my hands moved up to circle his neck and strode through his silky hair. My eyes were half closed making me prepared for the upcoming event.

As his lips touched mine, suddenly he….

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