The Apocalyptic Flames

Covering her mouth with his big palms...he muffled her screaming voice...while his other hand held her body in mid air while she was incessantly struggling to free herself from the claws of that piece of filth...she felt disgusted the way his hands groped her breast...and waist...tears rolled down her cheeks as he threw her on the bed and hovered her pressing her to the matress with his weight...she was wailing and pleading to leave her but that womenizer sperstar gave a deaf ear to her pleas...his hand reached her shoulder and he ripped her sleeves apart..." omkaaaraaji...." she cried in agony but he muffled her voice with his hand...

Flashes from her past hit her senses and faces like Kali thakur and ajay...her disgust increased as she felt his teeth on her neck...a fresh set of tears rolled from the corner of her eyes her hand made a feeble attempt to release herself from his grip.....suddenly omkara's face came across her eyes and a his words ringed her mind... " meri gauri bahut strong hai...jo akele kali thakur se ladsakti hai voh kuch bhi karsakti hai" his words came with the memory of how she stabbed kali thakur on the mandap....with this an unflinching force hit her senses and she with all her mught pushed him away....

The intensity of the push was so much that he landed on rthe ground...taking this as a golden opportunity she quickly got up and rushed to save her dignity but Alas!! She was again caught hold by Abhimanyu...he pinned her to the wardrobe but now she wasn't that old weak gauri she was fierce as a tigress...never was she weak as Gauri kumari Sharma and now she was Stronger as Gauri Omkara Singh Oberoi...nobody has ever dared to look at Mrs. Omkara Singh Oberoi...and now also she wont let that man tamper her dignity..she will show him that what Gauri singh oberoi can do.....a tigress is causes terror...but a wounded one becomes apocalyptic...her eyes transformed flames in rage and again pushing him she open the wardrobe door shielding her...and that trick proved to be a boon for her...before abhimanyu could do any further...she pulled out omkara's belt from the wardrobe....gazing over the whip like leather belt a new kind of strength crawled in her vain and blood boiled...her eyes welled with anger and rage...even if in the dishevelled stste she looked as ferocious as an incarnated form of most fierce version of goddess kali..Who rose for the ultimate destruction of the barbaric demons...

Wrapping the buckle side around her right palm and whipped it in the air...and the next blew of the loose end of the belt landed on him...making him wince in pain....and that was it...blow after blow...landed on him...he was now running for his life and and gauri was behind him like an Apocalyptic flame ready to burn him to ashes..chasing him to the main party...

gauri was now blinded with drage and anger...she was incessantly thrashing him...everybody in the party gasped seeing gauri in such a dangerous form...especially om...he had never in his dreams had thought that his clam chirpy birdie could be this dangerous...her dishevelled state was even to justify the reasons for her horrifying anger...abhimanyu saw death dancing in the most horrifying form...by now his expensive clothes were torn from various places and was bleeding ...but now gauri had lost all her sanity ad was unstoppable...her eyes were blood shot....and hand continuously beating him...at that moment no body...neither shivaay not even anika dared to cross her way...but it was only one voice that held the calibre to calm her down...

And finally that voice spoke...when he saw abhimanyu hanging on the verge of unconsciousness...

"gauri..."  just a word...just a simple word he called out with so much love that washed away all the anger she had...her hand finally stopped as she turned towards the direction of the voice....he might be a silent type artist but his eyes spoke volumes...his eyes were teary but there was a sense of pride in them...he was proud of his wife that she stood up for herself...she proved that she is the strongest and was the same dabangg chiraiyaa...who can do anything if it comes on her or her family...she was the same girl whom he loved and respected...but now the respect he had for her had increased thousand folds...and he fell for her even harder...with slow steps he reached by her side and took her in his protective embrace...and she just like a weary lioness melted in his warm arms as if yearning for his arms for eternity...her hand lost the grip of his belt and it dropped as she wrapped her hands around him...tears made way to her cheeks as she buried her face in his chest...as he was caressing her head his eye caught the torn shoulder of her dress...immediately he took off his jacket and wrapped it around her...her cries got louder and louder and she clenched the fabric of his shirt tighter...all this while abhimanyu was lying semi conscious in the middle of the hall...soon khanna came with the policemen as called by Shivaay they took him away...

"om...take her inside" shivaay said the last thing before om took her in bridal way to their room...her right hand was minorly injured while she as brutally beating abhimanyu...as om entered their room he saw his rooms condition looked like as if some tornado had just visited there...paint bottles were shattered...broken table scattered pillows looking at the state he could eventually make out wat his little wife had gone through with last one hour...seeing the condition he took gauri to guest room for the sake of change of atmosphere...entering into the guest room he softly placed her on the bed but she refused to leave him..

"gauri main anika bhabhi aur bhavya ko bula leta hoon...change karwadengi tumko..."

"nahi omkaraji...hume chod kar mat jaaiye...please" saying this she just tightened her grip around him...

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so this was my interpretation of the #metoo theme of ishqbaaz...i thought to make gauri fight against the miscondut done with her...hope you liked my pov and there is one more part to it...

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