Omkara walked in his mansion, utterly dazed. His day had a complicated start, with the discovery of another letter at his studio, where probably no one could have entered apart from Shivay, Rudra and his friend. And when his mood was getting better while talking with Gauri, not only he received the third letter by stranger's hands, but Gauri had also read it.

"Letters?" Gauri's words replayed in his mind, "You mean you have been receiving more?"

He didn't have much time to explain his situation, since Gauri went away along with that letter, after telling him she had to go. Apparently, she now hates him for hiding the fact.

"I'm stupid." He muttered to himself, while clutching the doorknob of his room, "Totally stupid."

He opened the door to enter his room, which much to his shock, wasn't empty.

"Anika?" He mumbled, as he saw her looking at one of his paintings.

"Om.." Anika looked towards him and raise her brows, "You arrived much late, you know?"

"Yeah, well-" he said, "what are you doing here?"

"Me?" She asked, "I am standing, watching, breathing, converting oxygen in carbon dioxide and-"

"You have poor sense of humor, even poorer than Rudra, " he said as he sat on his bed, " now, can I know why are you here, Your highness?"

"Shivay wanted to meet your father." Anika shrugged, "probably some business matters. He then had to leave for his meeting. I stayed behind to talk with you."

"What talk?"

Oh, well, Gauri told me you met her in the Central park." She muttered, glancing at her nails, " I thought to have a friendly little chat over that."

Icy hands gripped Omkara's heart, making him sprang."Look, Anika..." He said, "I am really Sorry about that. I know it was very wrong of me to..."

'Sorry?" Anika said, frowning, "Why are you sorry for donating for her NGO?"

Omkara blinked, "Come again?"

"Gauri told me that you said you were going to donate money from your next art exhibition." Anika replied.

"Oh! Thaaat!" Omkara exclaimed with relief.

"Yes, that!" Anika said, "I just thought to take a moment to give you a thanks for such a sweet thing."

"Oh, never mind." Omkara uttered, " so Gauri told you about that, nothing else?"

Anika frowned again, "No, I just found her in her room sitting idly. We were just talking when Shivay told me he was coming here and....." She paused, "Wait! What are you asking me this?"

"No, just a casual question." He shook his head.

"Oh Om..." Anika said, tilting her head, " Come on. We are friends since...When? five years?"

"Eight years."

"Ah! Right! Curse my poor memory! I always ask Shivay to remind me to eat almonds but he...." She shook her head, " anyways where was I? Yeah, since we have been friends since a long time, I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell me what's wrong?"

Omkara sighed as he heard her.Even though he found the topic of the letters awkward, He did need someone to whom he could confide his worries and ask for advice. And among all people, Anika was surely the most appropriate person.

"I guess not." He answered her at last.Anika gave her a wide smile before plopping beside him. "So, I am ready. Spill out."

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"O bete ki" Anika screeched out, making Omkara flinch " you mean, you have been receiving some love letters, and you have no idea who send it."

"Yes. That's exactly what I meant." Omkara replied.

"When was the first?"

"On the day of engagement ceremony."

"And where did you find that letter?"

"On the door step of this room."

"Oh Goodness!" Anika rubbed her head, " this mysterious girl, whoever she is, needs urgent medical help."

"Medical help?" Omkara questioned.

"Yeah, of course!" Anika said, giving him an isn't-it-obvious-look, "After all, which human being with a good mind can give love letters to an awkward person like you."

"Seriously, Anika?" Omkara rolled his eyes, "just because you are the wife of my best friend, doesn't mean I don't have capability to murder you."

"Oh come on" Anika said, "I was trying to make you laugh."

"Laugh?" Omkara looked at her, " You want me to laugh in such situation. Some random person is sending me letters and now Gauri is angry with me....."

"Hey hang on, " Anika held up her hand, "What do you mean by that? Gauri is not angry with you."

"Of course, she is."

"Of course she is not. I know her very well. She is not going to be mad with you for the thing in which there's no mistake of yours. "

Omkara stood up, "Then why did she run away like that?"

Anika shrugged. "I don't know. But she is not angry. At home, she looked fine. A little worked out perhaps, but fine." She continued, " and if you want, I can to talk to her about it."

"You would?"

"Of course." She patted his head, "what are friends for? Now, don't get stressed about it that much. It's just someone pulling prank over you. Nothing else."

"But still Anika," Omkara said, doubtfully, " how can someone manage to send me letters like this."

"Why not?" She asked.

Omkara raised his head. "The first letter, it arrived at that doorstep.  How can any stranger enter my house?"

"That's right. No stranger can. But one can easily bribe one of the stranger to do so. Isn't it?"

"But what about the second letter? No one went to my studio except Rudra, Shivay and Chubby."

"So, moral of the story? Don't trust your brother and my husband together. Especially, along with Rudra's friend. They could have done carelessly left the studio unlocked or something like that." Anika said, " anyways, I think it's my tim time to go. Care to see me off till the gate?"

"Sure." He replied.

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"Remember the almonds." Omkara shouted as Anika  went away driving the car. He returned, feeling better than before, and entered his room again. He proceeded towards the bed, but suddenly, he noticed a bit of paper near the table lamp.

Curiously he picked it up, and unfolded it, and as a result, his heart did a little somersault.

Dear Omkara

I'm really Sorry for the trouble you had to go because of me. I promise you will not receive letters any more.

Sorry again.....

"Oh brilliant!" Omkara yelled out throwing his hands in air. "After nearly causing a havoc in my life, you enter my room don't know how, and leave me this. Seriously?"

"You are talking to yourself?"

Omkara thrusted  the note in his pocket after hearing Rudra's voice and turned back to face him. "Oh, you're back?"

Rudra frowned at him. "Yeah, I am back. Now will you tell me what happened to you and Gauri at the park?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you both were going to the studio right? Where did the Gauri ran off?"

"Oh! " Omkara muttered, trying to act normal, "She said she had to go somewhere else."

"And where did you ran after that?"

"I went to studio. I needed to calm myself down."

"Calm yourself?" Rudra stared at him, "Did you have a fight with Gauri?"

"No, " Omkara scratched his head, "She just Er.... Found something about me."

"Found what?" Rudra asked, "That you clog the bathroom drains with hair while bathing?"

"Shut up Rudra," Omkara mumbled, "Would it kill you if you don't pass silly jokes like that?"

"No." Rudra replied and glanced at his watch, "Oh! Bu the way, I need to make some arrangements. My friends are coming over here."

"Your friends?" Omkara asked, "who?"

"Just a few one, let me see." Rudra replied, " Chubby, Rahul, Akshay, Saumya and..What was her name? Oh yes, Riddhima!"

"Oh cool!" Omkara uttered, "So probably you can now leave me....Wait! Did you just say Riddhima? "

"Yes, I did." Rudra said, "She's cousin of Rahul. And hey, I think you met her today. I saw you talking with het outside the park. It was her."

Omkara froze, unable to react, and stared at him with widened eyes and opened mouth. "My dear brother," he said slowly, "You are awesome."

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A/N: That's for Shot 5. Let's have some last time guesses, shall we?