#1-Ikk Kudi

"Ishq Kya Hai?" Soumya asked out of nowhere, she had four pair of eyes turning to her instantly.

"What?" Shivaay asked the question the other three were about to ask.

"App Logo Ke Liye Ishq Kya Hai?" Soumya clarified what she meant to ask and then taking the glass of water kept on the table, she sat back comfortably drinking it waiting for the answers, Annika started.

It was almost going to be 10 days since Soumya had come to stay in the Oberoi Mansion, she is the granddaughter of Dadi's best friend who stayed in Delhi, coming to Mumbai to pursue her M.A. in one of the best colleges of Mumbai, she was forced to stay in as a Paying Guest since she had no relatives there, realizing it in a conversation with her best friend and Soumya's grandmother on phone, Dadi convinced her to send Soumya to Oberoi Mansion and hence, Soumya moved in, The elder Oberoi's along with Shivaay, his wife Annika and Omkara happily welcomed her, well about Rudra, the youngest Oberoi, she had a rocky meeting with him already in college, the end result was fights, fights and fights which were still going on. Well today, the younger generation of Oberoi's had planned a small get together to welcome Soumya with the initiative of Annika who realized that they weren't able to interact much with Soumya due to their daily schedules, Shivaay and Omkara were more than happy to join since it was Sunday night and they had no particular work to be done, about Rudra, his Bhabhi convinced him somehow to join.

But once into the get together, Soumya soon realized that all of them were still busy in something or the other, Shivaay had his business calls coming now and then and so did Annika, and Omkara was busy in admiring the beautiful moon, about Rudra(Who was busy staring at the tempting food and at the same time trying to resist eating it), she didn't wish to talk to him. So she decided to ask this question to get everyone's attention as well as knowing their views.

"Mere Liye Ishq Mera Sab Kuch Hai, Mere Shivaay Mere Sab Kuch Hain,Sab Kuch, Mein Apne Shivaay Ke Liye Sab Kuch Kar Sakti Hun, Bas itna Chahti Hun Ki Hamesha Unke Sath Rahon, Kabhi Bhi Unse Dur Na Jaun , Unse Dur Jaane Ka Na Khyaal Bhi Darra Deta Hai...Unse Dur Gayi Na Toh...Mar Jau(ngi)..." Shivaay didn't let Annika complete as he placed his hand on her lips, Annika turned to him as he moved his face with an indication of 'no', Annika smiled and so did he, they looked deep into each other's eyes, an eyelock followed.

All other three were smiling at the romantic gestures.

"Unho, Unho..." Rudra acted as if coughing bringing Shivaay and Annika out of their eyelock, Shivaay removed his hand from Annika's lips as Annika had her cheeks turned cherry red.

"Kya Rudra, Itna Acha Scene Chal Raha Tha..." Soumya angrily looked at Rudra.

Omkara hit Rudra slightly on his shoulder as he exclaimed, "Pagal Hai Yeh!"

"Tum Dono Pagal Ho." An embarrassed Shivaay said hitting Omkara slightly on his head.

"Kya Bhaiyaa, App Log Kiss Nahi Kar Rahe the, Itna embarrass mat Hoiye..." Soumya laughed at her own words as Omkara-Rudra too joined her.

"Chalo Chodo, Bhaiyaa, App Batayeye Na, Apke Liye Pyaar Kya Hai?" Soumya asked in between the giggles.

"Mere Liye Pyaa, Ishq, Mohobbat, Love...Sab Sirf Ek Hai, Annika." Shivaay concluded again looking at Annika who quickly looked down not wishing for another eyelock in front of all of them.

"Waoh" Soumya smiled and was turning to Omkara when Rudra spoke in the middle.

"For me, Love is Beauty, Mujhe To Har Sundar Ladki Pyaari Lagti Hai. "

"Bas, Mujhe Pata Tha, Bade Balon Wale Bhaiyaa, App Batayiye na..." Soumya completely ignored Rudra who made faces at her, she turned to Omkara.

Omkara smiled, "Mere Liye Pyaar... Sukoon Hai, Woh feeling Jab Dard Bhi Na Bohot Pyaara Lagta Hai, Dard Mein Bhi Kisi Ki Yaad Chehre Par Muskan Le Aati Hai Aur Tumhe Pata Hai Jab Mein Pyaar Karunga Na Toh Jisese Karunga, Uski Ek Muskaan Ke Liye Kuch Bhi Karunga, Apni Jaan Tak Dene Ke Liye Tayaar Rahunga Kyunki Woh Mere Liye Meri Khuda Hogi...Meri Zindagi Hogi Par Bas Darr Lagta, Kabhi Koi Aise Milegi? Tumhi Batao, Tumhe Kya Lagta Hai?"

"Jaroor Milegi Bhaiyaa...Waise, Annika dii toh Chalo Shivaay Bhaiyaa Ke Pyaar Mein Pagal Hain Par App toh Bina Pyaar Kare Hi? App Jab Kisise Pyaar Karoge Toh Woh Toh Bohot lucky Hogi Bhaiyaa." Soumya inferred as she smiled at Omkara who smiled back.

"Acha Abb Bohot Hogayi Intense Batein, Thoda Fun Lao Yaar Warna Mein Bore Hokar So Jaungi, Let's play a game." Annika said as everyone nodded.

"Toh Kya Khelein?" Was the question from Shivaay.

"Truth and Dare." Soumya answered, excited.

"Yes...Great." Annika said as she got up and quickly brought an empty bottle.

Omkara's phone suddenly rang, Soumya looked at him , her nose puffed up with anger.

"'I'll just cut it..." Omkara smiled as he took it out, somehow seeing the caller ID he picked it up, Soumya was starting to interrupt when Omkara said 2 minutes with the gesture of this fingers.

"Hello"

"Hello Om Sir, there was a theft attempt the Gallery, Police has caught the theif but you need to come here to check formalities and all...Please come fast." His assistant Mohit replied from the other side as Omkara was stunned hearing the words.

"I'll just come..." He said cutting the call.

"Bhaiyaa." Soumya looked at him sadly as she heard the last words.

"Soumya, I am so sorry, Bohot urgent Hain Warna Mein Nahi Jata." Omkara replied with a sad face.

"Hua Kya Hai Om?" Questioned Shivaay.

"Kisi Ne Meri gallery Mein Chori Karne Ki Koshish Ki." Omkara said as he got up to move.

"Ruk, Mein Bhi Chalta Hun..." Shivaay was saying when he was cut in the middle by Omkara.

"Nahi, Police Ne Usse Pakad Liya Hai...Waise Bhi Mein party Kharab Kar Raha Hun, Tu Aayega Toh Phir Toh party Khatam Hi Hojayegi, Zara Soumya Ki Shakal Toh Dekh." Omkara pointed at Soumya who realizing the brothers were looking at her made a sad cute face.

ShivOm laughed as Shivaay remarked, "Nautanki, Tum Toh Bilkul Annika Ki copy Ho..." Annika stared at him angrily while Shivaay turned his face to the other side realizing his wife's angry glare.

"Nautanki Hun Main, Dekhi Hun Apko Mein Shivaay." Annika spoke under her breath like an angry wife gritting her teeth.

Rudra who heard it held Annika's hand, "Bhabhi App Chinta Mat Karo, Mil Ke Sabak Sikhayenge..." Annika nodded.

"Arey, Maine Bade Balon Wale Bhaiyaa Ko Haasa To Diya Na Warna App Unki Shakal Dekhte..." Shivaay again turned back to look at Omkara who made a sad face just like Soumya made a few seconds ago.

Shivaay again laughed, "Kahan Phas Gaya Mein, Tu Jaa Om." Omkara nodded laughing as he ran out.

**

Omkara, who was sitting in his car, waited for the traffic in front of him to move but nothing was happening, it seemed like everything was silent like a painting, everything was lifeless, every car, every lorry and every other thing on the road, he could only hear the voices of horns that filled the air from every corner, from front, front behind, from everywhere, he himself was blowing his car's horn impatiently but it had no effect.

Finally, after almost 10 minutes of waiting he decided to go out of his car and ask someone what had happened, he came out and walked to the car in front of him from the small gaps between the vehicles.

He knocked the window of driver's seat; the man sitting within lowered the window.

"Actually, do you have any idea about what happened?" He questioned the man.

"Yes, my friend is in a car in front, there's some police checking going on, some gang has to be caught, it's surely going to take time." Replied the man.

"Damn, Ok thanks." Omkara walked back sadly.

His phone rang as he opened the door of his car, "Sir, Where are you?Actually, the police said they can complete in formalities in Police Station. Should we go to the police station?"

"Meri art gallery mein toh meri paintings ke alawa Kuch Hoga Bhi Nahi, Wahan Par Chori Karne Ki Koshish Kisne Aur Kyun Ki, Nahi police station mat Jaana Mohit, Mein Kisi Bhi Tarah Atta Hun." Omkara said as he closed the door of his car, he started walking on the footpath.

He dialled a number on his phone, "Hello Ramesh, My car is parked here on the road near my art gallery, its caught in traffic, come fast and take it from here, you have the spare keys, right?" Omkara asked his driver.

"Ji Sir, Mein Abhi Aata Hun..." They cut the call as Omkara continued walking on the footpath.

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Omkara soon reached near the entrance of his art gallery, it was of 10 minutes' walk from the road where he had to leave his car, a posh area with high towering buildings of renowned companies surrounding it, infact his gallery could easily distinguished from them, beautifully made but only 1 floor tall which made itself look different in front of all those gigantic buildings.

He saw the entrance open and few figures standing inside, as he continued walking within, he could easily distinguish around 3 people in Police Uniform and Mohit. One man was standing with a handcuff around his hand held by one of the policeman, Omkara entered within.

"Sir, He is the thief." Mohit walked up to Omkara and pointed to the man. Omkara turned his eyes to look at him.

"Meri Art Gallery Mein Chori Karne Ki Koshish Kyun Ki?" Omkara questioned the man, he looked like he was in his late 30s, not really looking like a thief though.

The man looked at Omkara as he joined his hands, "Mujhe Maaf Kardejiye , Mujhe Nahi Pata Tha Yeh Gallery Hai, Mujhe Laga Koi Office Hai, Thode Paise Pade Honge...Mujhe Police Ke Hawale Mat Kijeye, Mein Chor Nahi Hun, Meri Patni hospital Mein Hai, Bohot Bimaar Hai...Mujhe Uska Ilaaj Karwana Hai Par Mere Pas Paise Nahi Hai isliye chori Karne Ke Liye Majbur Hun..." He started crying as soon as he ended, he still had his hands joined in front of Omkara.

"App, App Roiye Mat." Omkara held his hands as the man continued crying, his cries becoming profound with each passing moment.

"Leave him..." Omkara ordered the police officer as he had lines of sadness visible on his forehead.

"But Sir, he is caught red handed." Replied the police officer.

"Never mind, I don't want to file a complaint again him, all of you can leave."Though they could retaliate but knowing who Omkara was, the police officers left.

The man who was still crying looked at Omkara who passed him a faded, "App Apni Wife Se Bohot Pyaar Karte Hain Na, Bhagwan Unhe Kuch Nahi Hone Denge, Unhe Jaldi Theek Kar Denge, App Unke Pass Rahiye ,Unki Dekhbhal Kijeye, Par Please Chori Mat Kijeye, Mere Pass Abhi Thode Paise Hain, App Ye Le Lijiye Aur Agar Apko Aur Paise Chahiye Toh Mujhe Call Karlijiyega, Yeh Mera Card." Omkara said as he left his hands and handed him some money and his card, holding the things the man again joined his hands.

"App Bhagwan Hai..."

"Mein Sirf Insaan Hun Jisko Bhagwan Ne Iss Layak Banaya Ki Dusro Ki Help Kar Sakun...Abb App Jaiye, Apki Wife Ko Apki Zarurat Hogi." Omkara replied smiling.

The man walked out with his hands still joined.

"Sir, Kya Kiya Apne, Kya Pata Woh Bachne Ke Liye Jhoot Bol Raha Ho." Mohit remarked angrily as soon as the man left.

Omkara smiled and turned to face Mohit, "Mohit, Pyaar Par Kabhi Bhi Shaak Nahi Kiya Karte Aur Waise Bhi, Tum Batao, Meri Art Gallery Mein Use Milega Kya aur Woh Yahan Kyun Aagyega?"

"Apki millions Ki Paintings, app Apni Paitings Ko Itna Underestimate Kyun Karte Hain." Mohit was for sure angry with his innocent boss.

"Aur Tumhe Lagta Hai Unko Koi Aur Bech Sakta Apni Batakar, Kaise, I think Chori Ki News Har Jagah Fail Jayegi Aur Phir, Chor Waise Bhi Pakda Jayega Aur Haan, Mein Apni paintings Ko Kabhi underestimate Nahi Karta." Omkara hit Mohit slightly on his head, Mohit rubbed his hair as he looked at Omkara, irritated.

"Apki car Kahan Hai?" Mohit asked, Omkara could actually hear, "I don't want to talk to you." from Mohit's tone.

"Woh, Jam Mein Phas Gayi, Mein Chalke Aaya Hun..." Omkara tried to have some sympathy from his for now angry assistant who rather murmured, "Zarorat Kya Thi Phir Aane Ki, Aake Konsa Kuch Kar Liya..."

"Mohit." Omkara said as he heard the mumble.

"Acha sorry, I should have known App Danveer Karan Ho Aur App Yahan Bhi Chor Ko Thoda Gyaan Batne Hi Aaye Hogi, App Batao App Ghar Kaise Jaoge, Mein Toh Auto Se Aaya Tha Warna Apko Apni car Mein Chod Deta." Mohit asked ignoring Omkara's cute angry glare.

"Mohit, Har Kiseki Kuch Karne Ka Koi Na Koi Reason Hota Hai, Mein Bas Woh Janene Aaya Tha, Tum Meri Chinta Mat Karo, Mein Bhi Auto Se Chala Jaunga..." Omkara was cut in by Mohit.

"App Auto Se, Nahi, Mein Shivaay Bhaiyaa Ko Call Kar Deta Hun Sir..."

"Thapad Khaoge, Woh Busy Hai Aur Meri Itni Chinta Mat Kara Karo." Omkara spoke as he started walking out.

"App Jaise Bhole Bhale Insaan Ki Chinta Na Har Kisiko Karne Ko Zarorat Hai." Mohit said as he too walked out and locked the gallery once reaching out.

"Tum Na Ghar Jao, Kal College Bhi Hai Na, Rudra Ne Bataya Tha Kal attendance Zarori Hai..." Omkara said ignoring his previous words.

"Acha, App Bhi Chale Jana." Mohit walked towards opposite direction as Omkara stood smiling.

**

Omkara was still standing near his gallery as he saw Mohit still visible, going, he was Rudra's college friend, very much interested in painting and loved Omkara's paintings, since he met Omkara , he continuously coaxed Omkara to take him as an assistant, Omkara who otherwise had no employees or assistants agreed since Mohit had been requesting alot, now almost after 1 year of Mohit working under him, Omkara is proud of his decision, Mohit was an amazing aid to him whenever he needed him and never did Omkara had to worry about Mohit's studies since he always was careful about them too in addition to being Omkara's assistant, infact Omkara got a new younger brother in the form of Mohit who always took care of him just like Rudra, infact sometimes more because Mohit was more mature than Rudra mentally.

As Omkara was about to start walking to search for an auto, someone suddenly hit him from behind, Omkara was pushed forward reflexibly as he turned to look at the one behind him when the girl was about to fall down due to the sudden hit, Omkara held her in the nick of time.

He looked at her face, in her eyes as she blinked them, he kept looking into her eyes as she kept looking at his face, she was too confused to move, he was too much in a trance to move either, he was lost in her eyes as she too dared to look into his, she too started to lose herself in his black orbs, unknowingly.

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This is a collaborated story of mine and my friend Jasminerahul's.

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Author's Note: So hows the start? This is a collaborated story of my friend @Jasminearun and mine. I do hope you all liked it. We'll upload the English version soon in a separate thread. And do consider liking and commenting if you liked it. Credit for all gifs used goes to the original maker.

Credit: Jasminearun and Piyali.