Chapter 20 - Time Skip

 9 years later....

A 22 year old boy with slightly long hairs, was soundly asleep in his bed. He was dreaming about painting his masterpiece but his sleep was disturbed by his alarm.

The boy groaned and slapped his alarm clock off. He sat up in his bed and yawned. "Good morning Om." He mumbled to himself.

Om stretched a bit in his bed before dangling his legs down the bed's edge and slipping his feet into his flip-flops.

Om was about to stand up and walk towards the bathroom to get ready for the college when he felt something sticky in his flip-flops.

Om retrieved his feet from the slipper and cringed at the honey which was smeared on the insides of his flipflops.

"RUDY !" Om boomed, quickly catching onto his younger brother's prank.

"Where are you Rudy ?" Om yelled again and was limping towards the washroom while muttering curses under his breath when suddenly he was tripped and fell face first in a tray full of whipped cream.

Om pulled his face out of the tray and heard laughter.

"Good morning O." Rudy laughed as he stood before Om with a camera, filming everything.

"Rudy ke bacche !" ("Rudy you devil !") Om growled and stood up. He pinched Rudy's ear between his two fingers and twisted it.

"Ow bhai chodo !" ("Ow, brother leave me !") Rudy requested. "O chodo na yar dard ho raha hai." ("O please leave me, it's hurting.")

"Nahi chodunga aj tujhe mein. Kal bhi teri wajah se mujhe college mein daat padi thi." ("No I won't leave you. Yesterday I got scolding in college cause of you.") Om retorted.

Rudy slightly chuckled at the mention of the prank he had pulled on the principal the previous day.

"Tune canteen mein chair pe super glue daala aur principal ko waha bitha diya ? Pata hai pure 3 ghante lage principal ko chair se nikalne mein." ("You smeared super glue on a chair in canteen and made Principal sit on it ? You know it took him 3 hours to get out of that chair.") Om glared at Rudy and left his ear.

Rudy pouted and rubbed his sour earlobe. "Meine Chubby ko bola tha ki Prince ko uss chair pr bithaye lekin woh fatty samjha ki principal ko bithana hai ab isme meri kya galati ?" ("I had asked Chubby to make Prince sit on it but that fatty thought that it's for Principal, now what's my fault in this ?")

"Haan, haan tumhari toh koyi galati hai hi nahi." ("Of course, you're never at fault anyway.") Om said sarcastically, to which Rudy nodded with a smile.

Om rolled his eyes. "Tum, woh Chubby aur woh Prince tino na bilkul shaitaan ho aur jab kisi musibat mein pad jaate ho toh mujhe hi tumhe bachane aana padta hai." ("You, that Chubby and that Prince, you 3 are little pesky, devils and when you get in trouble only I've to save you all from it.")

Rudy gave a sly, innocent smile and said, "Aap toh mere superhero ho O." ("You're my superhero O.")

Om almost aww-ed with a smile but managed to maintain a straight face and said. "Bas bas jyada makkhan mat laga." ("Enough, don't butter me up.")

Om walked upto the washroom.

Rudy's devilish smile found its way back to Rudy's lips. He held his camera up at Om and started filming again.

As soon as Om opened the door to the washroom and stepped inside, he was showered with flour from head to toe.

"Rudy !" Om growled again with anger and annoyance and turned around to look at Rudy.

Rudy was laughing like there's no tomorrow while still holding onto the camera.

"Rudy I'm going to kill you !" Om announced and was about to pounce on Rudy when Rudy held up his hand making Om stop in his tracks.

"Pehle woh sab saaf karlo baad mein mujhe maarna verna saara room ganda kardoge." ("First clean yourself then kill me or else your room will get dirtied.") Rudy said.

Om glared at Rudy but did as Rudy had suggested.

Om absolutely hated it when his room was in mess. He liked to keep his room as clean and tidy as possible and did all the cleaning of his room himself.

Om walked into the washroom again and started the tap but instead of tap, the shower started pouring water down on him.

Om shrieked in surprise and glanced at himself with wide eyes. He had honey on his feet, whipped cream on his face, all the flour on his body and hair and with water the flour had turned to a mushy dough.

Om's anger only sky rocketed when he realised how much efforts he would've to put in to wash off all the mush from his lovely hairs.

"I hate you Rudy !" Om shouted from the bathroom.

"Love you too, O." Came back reply of Rudy from the bedroom.

As estimated, it took a solid hour for Om to regain the shine of his silky hairs, but thanks to God, he was ready in time for his college.

Om reached the dining table for breakfast in a sulky mood. He was still angry on his naughty younger brother for ruining his precious hairs.

"Ho Gaya tumhara ? Chale college ?" ("Are you done ? Shall we leave for college ?") Om asked coldly when he saw Rudy stuffing his mouth with some 'parathas' on the dining table.

"Aap breakfast nahi karoge ?" ("Won't you have breakfast ?") Rudy asked with his mouth full.

"Nahi, mera pet bhar gaya." ("No, I'm already full.") Om replied grumpily.

Rudy, too innocent and engrossed in his own breakfast, shrugged and went back to finishing his own food.

"Chale bhai ?" ("Shall we go brother ?") Rudy asked as soon as he had finished his breakfast.

Om didn't reply. Without a word, he started walking out of the house.

Rudy too stood up and followed Om to Om's car.

Until now he had understood that Om was giving him a silent treatment.

The car ride was just as silent. Om didn't utter a single word.

"Bhaiya kab wapas aa rahe hai ?" ("When will Shivaay be back ?") Rudy asked quietly after a while, breaking through the silence.

Shivaay, now 25 years old, had been to London for some business meeting since last week.

"Kal subah." ("Tomorrow morning.") Om replied shortly before overtaking a car.

"Kal ? Woh toh aj shaam ko aane wale the na ?" ("Tomorrow ? But he was supposed to come back today evening, right ?") Rudy furrowed his eyebrows.

"Pata hai toh fir kyu puch rahe ho ?" ("Why are you asking if you already know ?") Om snarled.

"C'mon O, ek prank pe aap itna ghussa kyu ho rahe ho ?" ("C'mon O, why are you getting so angry cause of one prank ?") Rudy frowned. "Don't be such a drama queen."

And that was it for Om...How dare Rudy call him a 'drama queen' ?!

Om slammed the brakes of the car abruptly and the car came to a sudden halt.

"Get out !" Om bellowed.

"What ?" Rudy was dumbfounded.

Om took a few deep breaths and calmed down a bit. "Get out, we've reached."

Rudy looked ahead and realised that they had reached the college. He was too busy in making Om talk that he didn't even got to know when they reached the college.

OmRu exited the car.

Om started walking towards his class without even glancing at Rudy once.

Om was studying in the first year of Master's in Fine Arts. He had decided years ago that he wished to excel in painting and sculpting and hence had graduated in Fine Arts the previous year.

While Rudy, who's 18 now, had been vague about his career choices and hence had taken the suggestion from his beloved eldest brother, Shivaay, and was now in the first year of Business Administration.

Rudy decided to ignore Om thinking that his brother was being sulky for no reason whatsoever.

Rudy was about to walk towards his class when Om voice made him stop and turn to Om.

"Aur ek baat dhyan rahe." ("And yes, beware.") Om said sternly. "Agar aj kisi musibat mein pade toh mein tumhe bachane ke liye nahi aaunga, samjhe ?" ("If you get in any sort of trouble, I won't come to save you from it, understand ?")

"Haan haan jao, nahi chahiye tumhari madad." ("Fine, go, I don't need your help.") Rudy retorted with narrowed eyes.

Om was taken aback by his reply but masked his shocked face with a carless one. "Dekh lo chillaoge na toh bhi nahi aaunga." ("Think about it, I won't come even if you scream.") He said.

"Mat aana." ("Don't come.") Rudy huffed.

Om was about to say something when-

"Rudy ! Jaldi se canteen chal." ("Rudy ! Come to canteen fast !") Chubby, Rudy's one of the best friend, ran towards Rudy. He looked anxious about something.

"Kya hua ?" ("What happened ?") Rudy asked him.

"Tu canteen chal aur khud hi dekh le, chal jaldi !" ("Come with me and see for yourself, let's go fast !") Chubby said and without further due, he started dragging Rudy towards the canteen.

Om watched as Chubby dragged Rudy towards canteen and rolled his eyes, "Jarur aj canteen mein firse Pakodo pe sale laga hoga." ("There must be a sale on pakoras in canteen today for sure.") He said and went off to his class.

Rudy's eyes went wide when he reached the canteen, his another best friend Prince was fighting with someone.

They both weren't just fighting but had already broken each other's nose and lips.

"Prince !" Rudy called before running towards them and separating Prince and the guy. "Stop Prince." He said as he struggled to hold Prince back.

"Nahi Rudra chhod mujhe ! Aj toh mein issey nahi chodunga." ("No Rudy leave me ! I won't spare him today.") Prince said as he tried to pounce on the guy again but Rudy held him back.

The other guy was held down by his friends but he looked equally raged.

"Tune aj Daksh Chauhan se panga liya hai, tu aj nahi bachega !" ("You've messed with Daksh Chauhan today, you'll not be saved !") The other guy, Daksh, yelled.

Just then the Principal arrived and everyone calmed down a bit.

"Kya ho raha hai yeh sab ?" ("What's happening here ?") The Principal boomed and glared at Daksh and Prince. "Prince Kashyap, Daksh Chauhan in my office. Now ! Others, disperse."

Rudy let go off Prince and Daksh's friends let go off him and both of them followed the Principal silently while shooting daggers at each other through their eyes.

"Yeh sab kya tha ?" ("What was all that ?") Rudy panted. "Yeh Daksh hai kaun ?" ("Who's this Daksh guy ?")

"Arey tujhe Daksh Chauhan nahi pata ?" ("You don't know Daksh Chauhan ?") Chubby amused. "Daksh Chauhan, woh Engineering ka student joh pichle 3 saal se fail ho raha hai....yaad aaya ?" ("Daksh Chauhan, that engineering student who's failing since past 3 years... remember ?")

"Oh." Rudy nodded.

Daksh Chauhan was infamous for being a jerk round the college campus. He was in the last year of engineering since past 3 years. He never really attended classes, all he did was rag other students or smoke a booze or two or get into fights.

Daksh Chauhan was the only younger brother of one of the most successful businessman Veer Chauhan. And needless to say that he was a spoilt, snobby brat.

"Shoot ! Mishra sir ki class start ho gayi, chal jaldi verna woh class se bahar nikal dega." ("Shoot ! Lecture of Mishra sir has started, let's go or else he'll kick us out of the class.") Chubby muttered and dragged Rudy towards the class.

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Om sighed as he gained his usual seat around the table in the canteen, his friends were already chatting away but they stopped when they saw Om.

"Hey Omki !" Yash, Om's one of the best friend, cheered.

"Hey Yash." Om smiled.

"Kya hua bhai, upset kyu lag raha hai tu ?" ("What happened bro, why are you looking so upset ?") Krishna aka Krish, another bff of Om asked.

"Two words." Om said. "Rudy. Prank."

Yash, Krish and Shashi (3rd bff of Om) burst out laughing.

"Seriously guys, hasna band karo please !" ("Seriously guys, stop laughing please !") Om exclaimed, annoyed by his friends' reaction.

"Ok, ok lekin aj kya kiya usne ?" ("Ok, ok but what did he do today ?") Shashi asked in between his laughs.

Om signed and narrated the prank played by Rudy to them. They all shared a laugh once again and chatted for awhile.

"Accha suno." ("Ok listen.") Om said, after some time. "Mein apne liye soft drink lene jaa raha hu, kisi ko kuch chahiye ?" ("I'm going to get myself a soft drink, do you guys need anything ?")

"Mere liye Coke." ("Coke for me.") Shashi said.

"Mere liye Pepsi." ("One pepsi please.") Yash told.

"Mujhe chai chaiye." ("I would like a cup of tea.") Krish replied.

"Okay. Ab mere sath kaun aa raha hai ?" ("Okay. Now who's coming with me to get it all ?") Om asked.

"YEH !" ("HE !") Yash, Krish and Shashi said at the same time and pointed out to one another.

Om looked at them and shook his head. "Baithe raho yahi aalsi logo, mein hi leke aata hu." ("Stay here lazy people, I'll get it all.")

"Thank you !" Came back the reply from his 3 friends.

Om went to the food counter and ordered the item. The attendent served the drinks in paper glasses and cup respectively.

Om grabbed the 3 glasses of soft drinks and the cup of tea. It was hard to juggle everything without spilling it.

Giving all the cups his utmost attention, Om started walking towards the table but on the way someone bumped into him and all the drinks fell on that person.

"Shoot. Sorry man are you alright ?" Om said and grabbed some paper napkins from the nearby table.

"How dare you !"

Om looked at the guy's face on whom he had spilled the drink and realised that it was none other than Daksh Chauhan, and he was now glaring at Om.

"I'm so sorry, Daksh." Om said. He wasn't afraid of Daksh but he was polite enough to accept his mistake and apologize for it.

"To hell with your sorry ! Pata bhi hai meri yeh Gucci ki shirt kitni expensive hai aur tumne sari kharab kar di !" ("To hell with your sorry ! Do you know expensive is my Gucci shirt and you ruined it !") Daksh growled.

"I said I'm sorry." Om replied. "Aur tumhe bhi toh dekh kar chalna chahiye, tum mujhse aa kar takkaraye ho." ("Shouldn't you be paying attention to where you're going, after all you're the one who bumped into me.")

"Kya kaha !" ("What did you say !") Daksh held Om by his collar.

Om was about to say something when someone placed hand on Daksh's shoulder and turned him around making him let go off Om's collar.

Om peeped over Daksh's shoulder and saw Yash, Krish and Shashi glaring at Daksh.

But the one who had turned Daksh around was not any one of them but Om's long time vest friend....Gauri.

"Usne sorry bola na tumhe fir kyu baat ko aage bada rahe ho ?" ("He said sorry, didn't he ? Then why are you being so violent ?") Gauri asked with narrowed eyes. Anger lacing every inch of her words and face.

Daksh laughed. "Tum itne darpok ho ki tumhe bachane ke liye ek ladki ko aana pada ?" ("Are you this coward that a girl needed to come and save you ?") He asked Om.

Before Om could retort Gauri spoke up. "Nahi." ("No.") She started. "Tum itne weak ho ki tumhare liye ek ladki hi kafi hai." ("You're so weak that only a girl is enough for you.") She smirked.

"You !" Daksh bellowed but then he saw the Principal entering the canteen just in time and decided not to get in trouble again.

Daksh looked back at Gauri and then Om before saying, "Mein tumhe baad mein dekh lunga." ("I'll deal with you later.") And he left.

"Gauri tum bich mein kyu padi ?" ("Gauri why did you interfere ?") Om asked seriously.

"Woh tumhara bharta na bana de isiliye." ("To save you from getting bashed up.") Gauri replied bluntly making YaKriSha (Yash, Krish, Shashi) laugh out loud. "Chalo ab mujhe bahot bhook lagi hai." ("Let's go now, I'm hungry.")

Gauri then dragged all the boys towards the food counter and all of them ordered food for themselves and ate it together while laughing, giggling and chatting with each other.

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Hey bubblies,

First things first....
I couldn't update last week cause I had problem logging back in, into Wattpad and hence I couldn't reply to your msgs/comments, write or publish any updates.

Anyway...
How was the update ?

ShivOmRu are all grown up ! Shivaay will enter the book in the next chapter.

And oh...Daksh Chauhan is the same person who played Daksh Khurana in the serial. He's going to be antagonist !

Next chapter will have bro moments ! So stay tuned !💖

Until Sunday,
Have a safe and great life 😇