Just wanted to write something about ShivOmRu. It's purely a OBro story (no other characters involved)
It was a sunny Sunday morning, and the brothers were lounging in their favorite spot, the backyard of their childhood home, The Oberoi Mansion.
Shivaay, sipping his coffee, was reading the newspaper, ensuring he was updated on the latest business news. Omkara, with his sketchbook in hand, was lost in his art, capturing the beauty of the surrounding nature. Rudra, the youngest, was busy setting up his prank gear, preparing for his next victim.
As they enjoyed their relaxed morning, their banter and laughter filled the air. Shivaay, being the eldest, often teased Om about his emotional nature, while Om would retaliate by mocking Shivaay's obsession with their family's lineage. Rudra, the prankster, would often interrupt, making them laugh with his silly jokes.
Shivaay's obsession with Naam, khoon, Khandan was a constant source of amusement for Om and Rudra. He took great pride in their family's history and heritage, and would often boast about their connections to noble and influential figures.
Om would often tease Shivaay, saying, "Shivaay, you're so obsessed with where we come from, but what about who we are now?" Shivaay would dismiss Om's comments, saying, "Humara naam khoon aur khandaan hi sab kuch hai, Om. It's what makes us who we are."
Rudra, on the other hand, playfully mock Shivaay's seriousness, saying, "Bhaiya, you're like a walking encyclopedia of our family's history. Can't you just relax and enjoy the present?"
Despite their jokes, the brothers shared a deep affection for each other. They had grown up in a dysfunctional family, with their parents' constant arguments and infidelities. But amidst the chaos, they had found solace in each other's company.
As they spent the morning together, Om couldn't help but feel grateful for his brothers. They were his rock, his confidants, and his best friends. After he had discovered about his father's affairs, they had his back, helping him come out of it.
____Tej, was never a good father. He was a distant figure, often away on business trips, and when he was home, he was cold and detached. It was Shakti, who had been a Father figure to OmRu until Shivaay had stepped into his shoes. But what hurt Om the most was his father's affair with a woman named Swetlana.
Om had discovered the affair by accident, stumbling upon a compromising photo of his father and Swetlana on his phone. He was devastated, feeling like his whole world had been turned upside down.
But after his discovery things had taken a worse turn. The affairs that were a secret had started to become public. There were regular arguments between Om and Tej.
Another morning and another scandal in public. The tension in the room was palpable as the family's argument escalated. Shivaay was furious with Tej for his infidelity, while Om was hurt and felt betrayed by his father's lies. Rudra, trying to stay out of it, was getting anxious, knowing that things were about to get out of hand.
Suddenly, Tej slammed his fist on the table, shouting, "Enough! Meri life meri marzi mujhe jo karna hai main karunga" The room fell silent, with the brothers staring at him in shock as Tej walked away.
Rudra, trying to lighten the mood, cracked a joke, "Well, at least we know why Dad's always so busy with 'work'!" Shiv and Om couldn't help but laugh, despite the tension.
Om, still emotional, said, "Rudra, this isn't funny." But Rudra replied, "Hey, someone's got to bring some levity to this dumpster fire!"
Shivaay, trying to regain control, said, "Ru, stop. This is serious." But Rudra continued, "Serious? Dad's got a whole other family on the side! That's like a soap opera!"
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