Chapter 68

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Gauri mentally kicked herself. All this while, she and Jahnvi conversed about so many things but Gauri didn't bother confirming her surname. If only, she had known Jahnvi's surname, she would have known that Jahnvi is Omkaraji's mother. Oberoi, Jahnvi was an Oberoi. For the first time in her life, Gauri hated that she wasn't educated enough. She was so enamored by Jahnvi's palace, that she didn't bother seeing the nameplate adorning the entrance of her mansion. Why? Because it would take her some time to read what was written. Well, thanks to Jahnvi, she was completing her education. Oh, the irony!

She thought back to what Jahnvi told her about her family and what happened between her husband and son. Gauri could totally imagine Omkaraji sacrificing everything for his mother. Now she understood why he stayed away from his brothers, with his maternal grandparents. Why Bade bhaiyaa told him that Omkaraji was sensitive, that he had been betrayed before. Although Gauri suspected that there was something more to the history of betrayals, than just being shunned effectively by his father. But she didn't want to pry. 

For now, she just felt sympathetic towards the man who left his ambition to join business, for the sake of his parents' failed marriage. Jahnvi auntyji didn't mention what passion Omkaraji had though? What career did he give up exactly? 

More pressing questions than these was, why and where was Jahnvi aunityji taking Gauri? Something big had happened, but what could Gauri do in all this?

They reached Omkaraji's maternal grandparents house. It took them time because Omkaraji lived on the other side of the city, away from his family.

"Come Gauri." said Jahnvi, leading the way. Gauri felt awkward to be showed way to the house she had been to, twice, but she didn't say anything. Omkaraji followed his mother, without giving her a glance. 

Gauri sighed and followed. She entered last and saw Omkaraji looking daggers at a man. 

"Mom, what is he doing here? Who invited him here?" asked Omakraji, growing angrier by the second.

"Om, listen.." said Jahnvi, pleadingly

The man turned to look at Gauri, and raised his right eyebrow slowly, taking in her shabby clothes, and countrified appearance. 

"So, this is the girl behind whom my son has been gallivanting the entire North India?" he said, mockingly. 

Gauri realized that this must be Omkaraji's father, Jahnvi auntyji's unfaithful husband, who abandoned her. Gauri didn't want to get involved in a family feud, but she refused to be insulted. She opened her mouth to object to this man's words, but before she could say something, someone else intervened.

"Don't you dare say a word against her, standing as you are at my mother's parents' house and not the Oberoi mansion." said Omkara, with a threat in his voice. 

Omkara felt resentful towards Gauri at the moment, but Mr. Oberoi had no right to insult her, or anyone, for their origins. He could see the prejudice in Mr. Oberoi's eyes, judging Gauri for her lower economic class origins. Omkara had always hated this elitist attitude, and criticized it, in both Shivaay and his father. For whatever questionable things Gauri did, she could be no worse than Mr. Oberoi, Omkara decided. 

Tej looked like he would want to give a cutting reply, and opened his mouth to do so, when Omkara's grandfather stepped up.

"Enough. Enough of this. This is my house, and no one raises their voice here except me. Tej, you least of all. Have some shame, standing in my daughter's house after all that you've done to ruin her and Omkara's life, you dare to question his life choices?" asked Omkara's Nana, sternly, but devoid of intense emotion showing on his face. He gestured to Jahnvi to continue.

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