A Drop Of Life - Ishqbaaaz FF

The Family Reunion

The flight journey was perhaps the longest one in his life, atleast in Om's perspective. He was waiting with anticipation to meet his brothers. Hifi with his older brother Shivaay and tease him non-stop about him and Anika. Hug his Dumbell brother to death and ruffle his hair like anything. And from what he had been hearing from Shivaay, Rudra had managed to make it upto Sowmya and they both were best friends now. He laughed lightly at the the memory of Rudra coming to them with a wet face. He closed his eyes slowly and allowed the memories to engulf him. A girl running around his studio and giving him a kangan to keep. A girl and a guy having ice-cream together and her dancing. And then a man screaming, letting all the anger out. Om woke up with a start. He was sweating and breathing heavily. Those memories haunted him. Any memory of Ishaana brought only anger. He drank water and laid back. Only an hour left and then his brothers would be there. And they would never let him get back to those memories. The flight landed and Om got down. He completed all the formalities, got his luggage checked and moved towards the exit where he knew his brothers would be standing. And man he was right.. Who could ignore those over-enthusiastic hands waving highly in the air and the owner of those hands jumping in happiness. Om chuckled.. No matter how much did Rudra grow, his antics would never change. He would remain the kid forever. Beside Rudra was a guy who trying to control him down. Poor Shivaay, Om thought. How did he even handle Rudra for these two years. Brave Man he is. He raced towards them. Rudra literally jumped into those waiting arms of Om and hugged him tightly, trying to wrap his legs around Om's waist but failing miserably.

Rudra : O !!!! O !! O !! You are back atlast.. I missed you a lot. Shivaay Bhaiyya is no fun.

Shivaay : O hello.. Excuse me.

Rudra : Aur nahi tho kya. You dnt play pranks like me and O do. And O, if you are going the next time, take Bhaiyaa along with you. He doesn't even know how to fling a slingshot.

Om laughed. Rudra and Shivaay were poles apart. One was always up and about playing and messy while the other preferred to be clean. Shivaay pulled Rudra and Om apart.

Shivaay : Bas Rudra. You can hug him later when we get home.

Om (mockingly) : Thanku Shivaay. I thought I was going to die due to the lack of air. And Rudra, people would think we are not brothers but gays.

Rudra : Ewww O.. Chee..

Om and Shivaay laughed while Rudra mock-frowned but joined the other two. Om stopped laughing and turned to Shivaay.

Om : Shivaay.. How is...

Shivaay : Fine. Infact both are fine and are waiting to see you.

Om : How did you know I was going to ask about them ?

Shivaay : Om. Tu mera Bhai hai. I always know you. Ab chalo. You don't want to keep them waiting.

The OBros went home in the car talking about the past two years. Rudra spoke about how many girls had asked him on a date while Om and Shivaay rolled their eyes. Leave it to Rudra to handle girls. He handled them better than anyone else. They reached the Oberoi Mansion where the entire family was waiting outside. Dadi was holding a thaali to welcome her middle grandson. Om stood infront of her. Dadi toolk aarthi of him with tears in her eyes. Om smiled.

Dadi : Om. Aur kabhi bhi apni Dadi ko chodke mat jaana.

Om : Dadi. Ab mei aa gaya hu na. Aapko chodke kahi nahi jaaunga.

He hugged his Dadi with all the love. He turned to see his other family members standing there. His mother had tears in her eyes and she was supported by his father. Om chuckled inwardly. He had never liked his father. But in the past two years, he had grown to respect him a bit since he had taken care of the family and his mother very well. But then a bit in the sense doesn't mean he had come around to call him as DAD..