'I HATE YOU! I HOPE YOU SAID GOODBYE TO EVERYONE BECAUSE TODAY YOU ARE DEAD!'

a female voice yelled. 

a handsome young male was running down the stairs, terrified for his life. following him was a pair of fair bare feet. then you could see her gorgeous eyes - they were the colour of milk chocolate edged with a deep forest-green. then you could see her long beautiful hair - her hair shone like the sea at night, the black strands utterly white where the bright rays fell. as she moved, so did those brilliant bands, like echoes of the northern lights. 

the male quickly sat on the sofa where another handsome young male was sitting, looking at stuff on his laptop.

male 1 (terrified wala): my favourite sibling, save me!

male 2: kyu?

male 1: she is going to kill me today.

male 2: deal with it. she has attempted murder on me a million times. 

male 1: bhai I am younger than you, you should support me! it's suppose to be us against her. we are a stronger force.

male 2: I am busy.

just then the female came down the stairs, male 1 whispered to male 2: now that lioness has came.

male 2 whispering: today gauri will definitely kill someone. 

the two males turned to see the lioness of the house or in other words the princess of the house...gauri who was damn angry. anger boiled deep in her system, as hot as lava. 

male 2: gauri, what has mahir (male 1) done?

gauri: good question sid bhaiya (male 2). that bevakoof , who I am unfortunately related to, our mahir bhaiya and his friends decided to spam my iPad yesterday when he has his own! I find out today! 

sid: really? you are angry about that?

gauri: do you want me to go over every horrible thing you did to me?! 

sid: you deserved every bit of it!

gauri: you put orajel on my toothbrush and told me it was toothpaste. after I brushed my teeth, my mouth was numb! who does that to a 7 year old?

sid: a brother who wanted you to shut up.

gauri: and you mahir bhaiya...? you haven't done that many mean things to me but touching my stuff is off-limits!

mahir: who broke my laptop?

gauri: I was 10! give me a break!

mahir and sid: shut up daddy's princess!

gauri started to cry and sat in the middle of her two brothers with a sad and angry pout.

gauri: this is unfair! you two are supposed to be nice to me when mama and papa are not at home and instead you both bully me. you make me feel that I was found in a dustbin as a baby.

sid: you were though.

gauri smacked his arm but sid didn't make any reaction...he was used to it now.

gauri: in two days I will be 17 and you guys decide to team up against me. why couldn't I have had older sisters? you can't steal your older brothers' clothes and at least older sisters are nice and kind and caring!

sid: and how do you know this?

gauri: some of my friends are lucky to have older sisters.

mahir: you have friends? wow, I never knew that.

both brothers laughed and high fived one another whilst gauri looked more angry.

gauri: I am going! I don't want to stay alone with you two. all you do is bully me! 

sid and mahir: k, bye.

gauri pouted and saw her puppy daisy walking to her. she smiled and said: chalo daisy, let's go. you are the only one who loves me in this house. 

she got her puppy's leash and clipped it onto daisy's floral collar, once she did that she put her shoes on. then she and daisy went to the exit of the house and gauri yelled: I am going. I will only come back when mama and papa come back. don't worry about me. I know how to look after myself. just don't touch my stuff. bye!

sid and mahir: see you.

gauri rolled her eyes and went with daisy out of the house. as they walked, gauri said to daisy: you know how lucky you are not to have any brothers? especially older brothers! brothers are such a nightmare. they are always so mean to me. you know I was only 8 when they tied up to a tree in our lawn because they couldn't be asked to babysit me. 

they crossed the road and then continued walking.

gauri: but I got a doll in return because they didn't want me to tell. sometimes they could be nice but most of the time they are horrible. 

they continued walking as the scene shifted:

O.M:

O.M - oberoi mansion...home to the most richest family in India...the oberois. they may seem like the picture perfect family...but inside the four walls are they actually the picture perfect family as the world think they are?

pinky: jethanji...open the door. you can't stay in that room all the night you know. you need some fresh air!

jhanvi: GO AWAY PINKY! FUCK FRESH AIR!

pinky: jethanji, at least let me in!

jhanvi: I WANT TO BE ALONE! I SHOULDN'T HAVE LEFT THE ROOM TODAY! IT IS MY BAD LUCK THAT I HAD TO SEE HIM TODAY!

pinky: fine then...but just know that I am here for you if you need me.

pinky left only to pump into roop who was looking beautiful as always. 

roop: pinky Bhabhi, how are you?

pinky: do us a favour roop! take your daughter and that jaanvar (animal) out of this house and never return.

roop took a deep breath...that demand once again.

roop: in case you forget pinky Bhabhi, I am this house's daughter and my daughter and my son belong in this household. if you, jhanvi Bhabhi and everyone else in this house can't accept that then please leave us alone!

she walked past pinky, flicking her hair. 17 years...17 years ago she had to gain this attitude since everyone in her family was against one innocent boy.

she went into her room to see her daughter. her daughter was on her laptop, busy in some website.

roop: all ok jasmine?

jasmine looked up, smiling: haan mama, sab kuch theek hai.

roop: om kaha hai?

jasmine: my brother om?

roop: haan.

jasmine: the one who has long hair, sometimes wavy, sometimes straight?

roop: haan.

jasmine: the one who has three tattoos...one on his leg and two on each wrist?

roop: haan.

jasmine: the one who makes me a smoothie every morning without me having to even make it?

roop: haan.

jasmine: the one who I love so much?

roop: jasmine, stop asking these questions and tell me where my son is?

jasmine: leave this house, go straight for 6 minutes then turn left, continue walking for 4 minutes then turn right where you have to walk for 7 minutes until you reach a beach.

roop: you know you could have just said 'the beach'.

jasmine: but I get happiness annoying you.

roop: how are we related?

jasmine: I think about that all the time.

roop rolled her eyes and said: tell him to come home soon. I have some news to tell him.

jasmine: ok mum but just one minute then I will.

roop: maybe.

beach:

the beach was a blaze of parasols, hot colours to match the burning sand underfoot. against the percussion of the waves was the laughter, coming in bursts and rolling like the ocean. one flash and you could see the tattoo on his right leg as his jeans were rolled up. another flash and you could see his hand trailing around his neck, entwining his fingers through the black strands of hair like pools of the purest ink, but the faintest light already made them reflect an indigo blue by each curve. one more flash and you could see one tattoo on each wrist. another flash and you could see that in his left hand laid an apple watch and it carried a camera. the last flash showed his eyes which were midnight and ravens wings. they were the type of darkness that wasn't dark.  they were sweet silence before dawn and responsibility.

finally you could see his whole face...roop and jasmine's omkie, in short om. he was clicking pictures of the twilight. just then his phone ringed, he took his phone from his back pocket and said: bolo jasmine didi. 

jasmine: haaye, it is so cute when you say didi.

om: I can tell you are in a filmy mood today. did your 'hot' boyfriend take you to some cheesy romantic movie?

jasmine: stop being sarcastic. everyone knows that you like at least two cheesy romantic movies. anyway no he didn't, he had to babysit his sister today also for your kind information, my boyfriend is very hot!

om: if he is very hot then why is he dating a bumpkin like you?

he laughed and jasmine rolled her eyes.

jasmine: uff! you are very mean! 

om: I am kidding yaar. as long as he treats you like a queen, I have no problems.

jasmine: aww I love you.

om: I know. ab bolo, why did you call me?

jasmine: what was the reason? oh yeah! mama wants you to come home, she has to tell you something

om: tell mum that I will come home in 10 more minutes. 

jasmine: promise meri choti bhai?

om: haan promise jasmine didi.

jasmine: ok then. bye see you in 10 minutes.

om: bye didi.

he cuts the phone and looks at the gorgeous twilight setting - a swirl of pink and lavender transfigured the sky as the perishing ball of light slowly sank below the horizon, leaving behind a sliver of dark orange. he smiled as he put his airpods on.

om to himself: this is my favorite time of the day. light and dark touch for a few moments. I used to wish dusk would last longer, but its quickness seems to add to making it special. I should quickly take some pictures before it goes away.

he kept his camera near his face and started to click pictures of the beautiful, eye-catching twilight.

as he was doing that, gauri and daisy reached the beach.

gauri: look daisy. look how beautiful the sky looks today.

daisy gave a little bark agreeing. 

gauri: moon in the sky, stars out, the wide-open expanse of nothing.

just then daisy saw a butterfly. she got excited really quickly and started running making gauri run along.

gauri: arre daisy, stop. daisy ki bacchi, it is just a butterfly.

since om had his airpods on and was far away from gauri, he didn't know about her excited puppy situation. as gauri ran across the shore, daisy's leash still in her hand, he took a picture. when he stopped clicking to look at the photos before he left, he came across gauri's silhouette photo. he couldn't see her face since it was a silhouette but he could see her running, her long hair flying as she ran.

om looked around but gauri was no longer in his sight.

om: yeh ladki kaun hai? she has just given the sky a bit more beauty. but where is this girl?

just then he got a call.

om: bolo mum.

roop: three minutes, I want you to run home!

om: someone's impatient.

roop: I miss my son.

om: I am coming mum.

roop: better!

she cuts the phone making om smile. he looked at the photo one more time and said: will you invade my photos again? maybe, maybe not. I wish I could see you again.

he started to run and then he reached O.M. he knew that for some reason if someone saw him at the entrance, they would burn him alive so he entered from the back door and went upstairs so quickly so that he could avoid another episode of 'keeping up with the oberois'.

he went to jasmine's room where he knew roop and jasmine would be.

jasmine: see mama, your favourite child is here.

roop: chup kar. you both are my favourites.

jasmine: yeah right.

om: bass karo jasmine didi, mum only loves me more because I am amazing.

jasmine: oh please! I am more amazing.

om: only your boyfriend will agree on that.

roop: stop fighting you two! gosh!

they laughed and then the three of them hugged one another.

meanwhile:

sharma household:

gauri came home with daisy in her arms.

gauri: if you run after a butterfly again, no more treats understand?

daisy licked her cheek.

gauri: good.

as she entered, sid and mahir came in front of her.

sid: we called you 100 times. why didn't you pick up?

gauri: voh mera phone off thi. why do you care anyway?

mahir: even if we hate one another, we still care about your safety and we still love you. not a lot but we love you a little bit.

gauri: are our parents home yet?

sid: no but for everyone's own good, no one speaks of today's event and gauri, I will give you a great birthday present if you don't blabber. 

gauri: deal.

sid: you too daisy. don't blab.

daisy gave a small bark which sounded like she agreed. they all hugged, smiling.

precap: they cross paths

who cross paths?

will rikara ever meet?

if so, how will their love story begin?

or has it already began?

who knows?

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