She enters the hall.... Everyone is there..... But her eyes searched someone else.....
'chutki.....' Anika ran towards her sister.....
'di ' they hugged each other...
'chulbul Bhabhi..... We are also here.....' Rudy commented
' I know.... Mr Rudy ' she talked to everyone like nothing happened years back..... But only one person understand what she lost in this all years.... She doesn't change a bit.... Gauri kumari Sharma is same as always.... Her high education never changed her taste for life....,her ideologies,her principles everything is same as before ..... Jhanvi understood she is same as the one her son rejected.... The sindoor in her forehead is enough for her to realize it......
She looked at the young lady with a motherly affection....
'maaji....' She hugged her....
If she ask her son once then her son never go back to his habits....
'anika.... Take her inside...she need to take rest.... It seems quite long journey..' Jhanvi said...
They walked upstairs till her eyes searched something precious to her...
'he is not here....' Anika said keeping her heavy bag to the corner of the room...
She looked at her sister expecting she will say something about him...
'he gone to attend an exhibition..' She turned towards gauri... The sindoor in her forehead always a sad truth.... Over the years as an elder sister Anika said to her to wipe it off.... Finally she give up... No one can change gauri kumari Sarma's beliefs....
Gauri walked towards Anika understanding what going on her sister's mind....she hugged her....
'Di ,everything is ok.... I am here.....'
'gauri..... Are you over him..? ' she asked what she wanted to ask for a long.....
She move from her sister and looked straight into her eyes.... The realization dawned on her.... Her sister changed.... For outside she is same but inside she is a new one.... Over the years she learned to mask her feelings....
Gauri walked towards the mirror... She looked herself in it....she wanted to laugh at her own life.... She touched her forehead..... Why she still doing this... She doesn't have answer.... She is not the girl who omkara met at Bareilly.... She changed in lot of ways....... But still she preserves what her mother taught her....
'chutki....' Annika's concerned voice startled from her own thoughts....
' I don't know di.... I have no answer....' She said hugging her dear sister.... She don't know why she always stuck in that day.... Why she can't able to get over him.....
Anika hold her sister in her motherly arms till shivay break their moments....
' Anika if you talk enough with chutki... Plz give us some time....we need to talk some brother sister matters....'
'shivay.... You...' Anika walked out of the room leaving behind the brother sister Jodi....
She know how much shivay loves gauri... May be a little bit more than prinku.... She is always grateful to her husband.... To let her sister find her dreams..... But she still miss something precious in her life... As a sister she needs to make it right for her..it's the only thing she can able to do for her now.....
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Omakara threw his most expensive paint brush,enough to spoil his new set of colours that gifted by saumya last year.... The glass bottles thrashed on to floor.... The colour spread into form a new version of his soul.. A new version of himself....
he looked himself defeated.... It was too long he himself immersed in his artistic works.... He looked at his canvas it felt so incomplete.... He felt he lost his power. He don't have a muse to explore..its all gone years back.... Of course its all because of him....
He didn't see her till.... When he came back from his friend's exhibition he felt OM changes in some way.... The furniture and all the other things are same as always.... But something somewhere there was a change that he can't able to point his finger..... It was then he came to know that his gauri, no bhabhi's chutki came back successfully completing her studies....
Even if he wanted to see her something hold him back from doing so..... Maybe the guilt of last six years....
It was almost 3hrs he locked himself inside his art room.... But first time in his artistic life he failed miserably..... The colours in his canvas shows his life at the moment..... He looked at the canvas only to realize he lost what he preserved all this long......
