Om Shanti Shanti Shanti Om Novels & Stories

She stopped to think — her hands were shaking as they clutched the plastic bag. “There are many Omegas tonight, I am sure they won’t…search.” Soon after taking a deep breath, Ophelia whispered, assuring her heart that was inches from jumping into the cages of her throat. With quiet, delicate footsteps, Ophelia made her way to the main hall, stalking through the bushes not far from the hall.

Airblown rapidly from the device, and lucid land came out. Meanwhile, at Kesari’s home, Anjana not felt well. She could not recognize the pain felt under her womb. Kesari’s father was at home also. He informed the divine doctor, who was selected as a medical college dean near the city centre. He was a good friend of Kesari. As he suggested, Bruhashpati took Anjana to the hospital. The nurse confirmed labour pain. The doctor wanted to wait for some more time for normal. Anjana bagged for some relief to Lord Shiva and started chanting MahaMrutyunjay chant belongs to Shiva. She knew only the chant could give her strength for withstanding till her husband reached the hospital.

Behind me, the women screamed. Panic surged through me when I realized that their contractions had intensified. And Olivia wasn’t back yet. I paced back and forth for five seconds before stopping in my tracks. Right now, I just didn’t have a choice. I stepped beside the nearest bed and placed both glowing hands over the woman’s swollen stomach. “Moon Goddess… hear my prayer,” I whispered desperately. Silver light gathered around my fingers as I began the ancient fertility chant. “Mother of life, guardian of womb and blood, guide this child from darkness into breath.”

“Come, the priest is ready. Let us begin.” The havan started with the chanting of mantras, the rhythmic sounds filling the air with an aura of peace. Aradhya sat beside Avyaan on the floor near the holy fire, her delicate hands folded in prayer. The priest gave instructions, and they followed, offering ghee and flowers to the sacred flames.

May You be exalted in the earth. His voice cracked with the final words, his body trembling with emotion. And from all those present, the answer rose in one voice. The final syllable of “Amen” echoed and fell into a reverent stillness, as though the air itself bowed in the room’s still hush. Samarth remained kneeling for a breath longer, his hands open in silent surrender. Then, slowly, with the help of Veer’s outstretched arm, he rose again to his feet — a man returned from blindness not just in sight, but in soul.

Then I gently covered it with soil again. "Close your eyes again and focus on your breathing and the air around you. Focus on the oxygen you breathe, on the force of life inside you. Chant the word 'Vay' while you do it." I closed my eyes and did exactly as Master said. "Vay. Vay. Vay. Vay..." I started chanting. I focused on the breaths that I took, on the oxygen in my body and how grateful I was for the life that I had been gifted. It was a beautiful thing. Suddenly, the breeze picked up and I could feel it brush past my face gently.

I’m currently sitting in my dad’s office hugging my dad. “Thank you, my sweetheart. I really needed that,” he sighs. You see, I am an Omega. Not the lowest of the pack that you normally hear about, but the kind who has a very special ability. I can calm people with just my presence, but it’s more effective if I am in close proximity to them. When I was brought to my parents, my omega waves were crazy strong. They still are, but back then, they started a war.

He shrugged and said absentmindedly, “I don’t know. I guess. We spent a lot of time OMing, actually.” Now it was my turn to frown. “What?” “Oh… it’s this thing Kristin was into. She taught me, and… well… we did it a lot.” “What did you call it?” “OMing.” It sounded like Oh-ming. “It’s short for ‘orgasmic meditation,’ but they pronounce it like the mantra in yoga classes. OM… meditation… get it?” I imagined a bunch of naked people sitting cross-legged and chanting. “So is it some sort of Tantric thing? Like Sting having sex with his wife for six hours?”

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"For a little while, at least." "Namaste," Emme bowed her head then and brought her hands in a prayer gesture in front of her heart. "I honour the place in you of love, truth, light, and peace." It was such a powerful thing to say, and Sonja took a moment to reflect on it before emulating the pose, humbled by Emme's grace. "Namaste."