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I am shock is understatement but his words are strange and foreign for me .....but they are true.

We don't love each other and we don't live, like a married couple should live, but it's true there is no denying that he is my husband with whom I will share my whole life, his emotions and feelings are as much important as mine because we are now connected to each other. He is mine and I am his.

Soon other rituals are also conducted.

There is a ritual where thread is tied in his hand I have to open the knots there are total five knots in his hand which I have to open with one hand and he will do the same there will be timer who will open fast the knots will win.

It should be easy for me but it isn't because my nails are small I don't like long nails. I know it looks pretty and all, but it's not good for health and there fake nails also available in market so I never grow my nails long but now I'm cursing myself for it. It is difficult to do with one hand for my good luck my husband helps me in it.

By saying "we have to do it by One hand, so we are doing it by one hand, one her and one mine we are not breaking any rule"

And Omkara's dad, Tej uncle supported us by saying "These rituals are mainly conducted for creating a bound, understanding between couple, win and loss are just for fun. This is beginning phase of their relation in which they had bound together, they will have to live together for there whole life by helping and understanding each other because they are no more different they are now one. I am glad that they are already helping each other and both have already understand this concept of life" When he says all this there is proud in voice and I feel happy that 'I am idiot like always' but my hubby is smart.

I also proud of him (my hubby).

All cousins, uncles and aunties don't say much about it, because they saw my struggle and they new if they will ask me to do it by my own, than only god knows how many days I shall take for it.

Because of this twisted knot opening session, I'm saying truly we heard so much teasing, and I'm saying so Much than it means So Much.

Soon this ritual also get done, all the knots were solely opened by Omkara because that wasn't my cup of tea so I just tried to do it or you can say I acted like opening. Whenever he opened any knot I pout, so I think he got bore from my pouts therefore in some knots with a teasing smile he handed me thread that all could see that I opened them.

This game was won by Omkara because I had wasted so much time in the starting of it.

Finally after competing all this rituals we went to our room for rest. After sometimes they called us for dinner where they told us that tomorrow all the relatives will leave for there home so tomorrow we have to wake up early.

Now I am sitting on our bed in my pj's I am almost about to sleep but I am waiting for my hubby but I don't know what happened him. He is behaving strange today after the rituals he is avoiding me. Personally I don't know him so I don't know his normal behavior but he is not feeling same like yesterday, may be teasing and all had bothered him. But yesterday also his cousins were teasing us even when they came to drop me on his bedroom they made me red like tomato but because of anger not because of blush. Actually I hardly blush maybe it's not my thing.

But yesterday when they were speaking nonsense I didn't have any other option than ignoring them but it was very tough because my red face made them think that I was blushing but when they left me and went to door and asked Omkara for his entry (neag) gift they teased him too and after that all was awkward but good.

But his behavior today hurt me I don't know why he is avoiding me but I want to know it and there is another thing to do which I forgot yesterday.

Finally I hear door's opening sound, here comes my hero for whom I was waiting he is already in his pj's, where did he showered and changed? I guess I shall ask it later.

He goes towards cupboard and takes out something. He turns and I quickly avert my gaze. I hear footsteps I think he is walking to bed.

"This is for you" I look up at him he is holding a box in his hand and offering it to me.

I take the box from him "what's this?" I ask while examining the box. It looks like some jewelry box but it is wrapped in gift wrapper.

He sits beside me and replies "open and see bye your own self"

"I mean, why are you gifting me this ? Is it a ritual too?" I ask as well explain my question.

He look up at me with those eyes

oh god it's me or his eyes are actually a trap, in which I forgot myself and everything else. These eyes are brown like chocolate where I get lost whenever I see them.

He clears his throat that brake my trance, I finally come back from my chocolate world and look at him for to his answer

"Umm...Yeah, it's a ritual but I like it and I wanted to give this to you" he says looking down at my hand at the box.

"Okay, umm... There is a gift for you too but you have to earn it, when you will have your gift than we will open both the gifts together" I look up at his expression which is umm..curious I think so, I add "okay??"

"Hmm, yeah" he replies with a smirk.

I don't know why but I think I need to clear one thing so I inform him "this is a ritual"

"I know" he smirks and a full on smirk which made him more gorgeous than before.

what did I thought?

I quickly push my thought and stand up to bring the gift. After finding it in my..not his.... actually in our cupboard.

I walk to him and show him the wrapped gift and say

"this is your gift, which I should have given you yesterday but I forgot, so here today you have to find your name in my hand every letter of your name which are written in different places"

I keep the gift on bed and sit on bed holding my hands out for him. He looks at my hand than at me with a smirk he settles himself in front of me and holds my hand.

When he touches me it feel different from others, there again those tingling phase starts.

"Are you challenging me, Mrs Omkara?" He asks me with a beautiful smile.

I can't hold myself when he calls me with his name and smile at him "yes, Mr Omkara"

He looks at my mehndi (henna) design and try to find his name. He holds my right hand with his left hand and his right hand is moving on my palm. His hands are little rough on my skin with his left hand he caresses my back of hand while holding my wrist with his thumb and index finger.

This touch is simple because I don't think he have any idea what his hands are doing. The way his right hand touching my palm, my heartbeats are already broken every record and signals.

His touch is creating havoc inside me, this feel so different and so good but there is another feeling which want to stop all this like this is sin. His touches are awaking something inside me and I feel my neck hairs as well as my cheek hairs are standing.

This simple touch is not so simple it's like torture which is good or bad I don't know, I m enjoying as well as loathing these touch and these feelings.

I doubt, is he feeling same?

I dare and looked up and see he is moving his head down and than i feel a very soft kiss on my hand this feeling is very sensational I close my eyes to secure this feeling but soon his lips touch on my palms is gone. I miss it, my hand feels empty. I open my eyes and see him looking at my hand.

He clears his throat "I found it here is O" he says showing O which was written in below my thumb "here M" than he taps at middle of my palm where was M written "here K" he shows me it in my little finger "here A" he shows it on my palm's right side "here finally R and little away here A" he taps at my middle finger's below.

"Your friends have did pretty good job in writing it like design" he says with smirk.

I am still in faze of my those feeling but here he behaves like nothing is abnormal. He didn't feel anything, it makes me sad.

I smile and offer him his gift, he takes it "one minute Gishi look here in my hand I also have your name" he says with smile.

He shows me his left hand where was my name written 'Gishi D.'

"Why you call me Gishi?" And finally I ask him one question which was eating my head from morning but I forgot to ask him.

His smile is replaced with frown
He looks like he is thinking something like he is deciding whether to tell me or not, than he shakes his head "Actually your name is Gauri, right?"

"Yeah" I say with a nod.

"Everybody calls you Gauri or Ri, right?"

I feel annoyed, why this idiot husband of mine is asking stupid questions when he already knows the answer.

"Yeah" I reply

"I want to call you something which is different from others, and I don't want to call you by your name. So, Gauri's short can be as Gishi and I like it. It's kinda cute name" he pauses than adds "And yeah I think you are also not huge fan of shona, babu, jaan etc, so Gishi is good to go" he explains his theory.

"Yeah, okay I also like this name" I reply than he mumbles something "huhh?" I ask him.

"Nothing" he replies but I am sure I heard him mumbling something like 'I know'

"What should I call you?" I ask him, maybe he have a personal name for himself also.

He looks puzzle than he smiles at me and says"Whatever you want I am fine with that"

Idiot call him idiot

My subconscious mind pipes.

"Okay, I like your name, I will call you Om" I say.

"Good then" he replies and smiles.

I smile at him too.

"Gishi" he says.

"Yeah" I answer. This is not my name I should take time to get familiar with it but I feel I am naturally familiar to this name.

When he speaks my name like this my heartbeat skips.

"Tell me something about you" he asks.

"What should I say?" I ask him because I don't have any idea what to say.

"Let's play a game"

"Okay"

"I shall ask you something than you will answer it, than you will ask. Okay?"

"Hmm, cool"

"Your favorite color?"

"White. Now My turn what's your favorite color?"

"Blue, favorite drink?"

I laugh at his question "what kind of question is this?" I chuckle.

"I don't know but it's worth it, your smile is like very precious music" he says with smile, he is cute no doubt on that, but he talks cheese.

I blush and reply "lassi" averting my gaze.

He clears his throat I look up at him he scratch his back of neck "your turn"

I get red in embarrassment "favorite sweet dish?" I ask first thing which come in my mouth.

"Gajar ka halwa and your?"

"Same, favorite movie?"

"The Notebook, Hangover series, Hungama, Dhamal, Hera pheri and more basically I like comedy movies" than he raises his eye brows than adds "yours?"

"Twilight, The Notebook, jab we mate, Hangover series, men in black, home alone and all Disney princess movies" I reply "your birth date?"

"3rd December 1998, your?"

"By the way I asked your birth date not date of birth" I chuckle and he too joins me "but never mind mine is 11th September 2001, favorite cricketer?"

He smiles and shouts "MS Dhoni"
Before he can ask me I cut him with a loud "Dhoni"

Like this we ask so many more questions, when I feel sleepy we wish Good night to each other and Tam-tam, soon we settle on bed for our dreamland and quickly drift in slumber.

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