TERE LIYE

Part 3

“I love you. I feel myself blessed for loving you” -Gauri

Omkara Singh Oberoi 

“ I am not going anywhere with that girl” shocked that still wants me to except when I already told him that I won’t ever. How could he expect me to go on a holiday with that handicapped girl. Isn’t it enough that I am already tied in this b*** dy life for life? What else does he wants from me? “I am not going” and before he could say anything else “no discussions on it, please” and I walked off. First time I feel like kicking myself for letting him rule my life. Dad was wrong. She is not perfect for anyone. 

Gauri Kumari Sharma

It has been three months that I am married to him. But strangely he has become totally silent towards me. Neither does he talks nor does he responds to me. It’s not like I am complaining, but it feels weird as if I am seeing a totally different person here. I don’t know, but it feels like he has fully cut himself off from only me, because he does talks all the others and to the other women one of whom I remember the name…. Riddhima.

Omkara Singh Oberoi 

All through these months, I have successfully avoided her. You can call it successful because I was not even talking a word to her. I didn’t want to, because I know the moment I would start, I would lose my sanity and since I didn’t want that to happen. I almost have left my house, I don’t go there often, and the reason is the new, no actually the unwanted member in the family. If not I would prefer to do some official work or if worst would like to hear songs instead of talking or even speaking to her. I just don’t want to. I mean how could I? She is a cheater.

Right now I am sitting in my in-house bar, drinking to keep all of it away from my stupid mind. I hate it, I hate even looking at her. I just hate everything related to her.

Gauri Kumari Sharma

It was the evening and as usual like yesterday he was sleeping in his study after coming from his office. I never went to wake him up because he told me not to enter there. Not exactly like he told me, but his manager did. I am unable to understand what has happened or why isn’t he even looking at me for once but yes, it feels lonely. More lonely than I was in the orphanage. As if all of that was for just a day. That day gave me hopes and the next one stole all of it. I got myself up and brought me to the kitchen.

I saw the chef cooking maybe his favourite dishes “can I do it?” I asked. “No ma’am we are here to take care of this” he smiled. “Please I want to” for him I smiled in my mind. “Ma’am but..” I cut him “please, I want to” I said taking the spoon from his hands and started making it. As I finished, I requested the people there to keep it on the table there. Since uncle and aunty are not there, I think he will love it. I smiled.

At the table, I saw him chewing the dish, I made as if without interest. I sat on the other side excited “how is the dish?” He didn’t said anything, nor did he looked at me but just continued doing what he was already. I cleared my throat to ask him again “how is the dish?” I asked him again. He looked at me with his usual cold eyes. He closed his eyes and heaved a sigh “did you make this?” he asked in a deadly tone. “Just this one” I pointed at the bowl. He dropped the spoon and closed his eyes in frustration.

“ Rakesh, Rakesh” He shouted calling the head chef out. What are you being paid for? To sit and look at her when she is cooking?” His voice raised as he completed his words. His eyes held anger and…. And disgust. Rakesh flinched at his hard tone and blabbered, “no.. No sir.. She.. She wanted to..” he cuts “stop finding excuses,just stop it. I don’t want her anywhere near the kitchen from tomorrow. Did you get that? And you know that I hate repeating myself” his voice sounded angry.