Abandoned - Perilous Love Story

Note: This story is completely based on fiction and is original. No bits and bobs have been stolen from any other Fan Fictions and therefore none should be stolen from this. The characters which are involved are mainly Rajat Tokas and Mugdha Chaphekar. This story is set in the 21st century.
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Character Sketch

The Chauhan Family

Prithvi - A stalwart boy who is stubborn and determined. Prithvi is a 19 year old bright boy who studies English Literature and wants to become a successful writer. He is very keen and punctual but yet very immature. He respects his teachers and treats them the same status as god. He loves his mother a lot and his friends. Prithvi is a very highly religious boy and spends most of his time praying apart from studying. Although he can speak fluent Hindi, he much prefers in speaking English although he respects his traditions a lot. He madly falls in love with a timid girl Ananya. His father is an owner of a rich cotton company. Prithvi is the only child of his father and mother and therefore is very much pampered. Prithvi sometimes visits his mansion but usually lives in the boys hostel.

Kamalawati - A tranquil woman who respects everyone's privacy. Although she cares for Prithvi a lot, she often worries about him and about marriage issues. She is implausible and very weak. She longs for a daughter-in-law and often repeats a phrase "Love is pure".

Someshwar - A strict and oppressive man who is unbearable to be with. He does not trust Prithvi at all and wants him to join the company but yet Prithvi plans to be an author. He spends most of his day out in the company and keeping everyone in order. He loves to gamble and live a luxurious life. Someshwar also wishes Prithvi to get married as soon as possible.
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The Rathod Family

Sanyogita Rathod - An 18 year old girl who wishes to complete her graduation before getting married. She is timid and quiet and lives a simple life. Sanyogita has an enchanting beauty which could drive any one towards her. Although many other beauties around her are jealous of her beauty along with that, they seem to treat her like a piece of junk. Sanyogita is from a middle class family who lives in a small manor with her father Jaichand and sometimes in the girls hostel. She slowly starts to like Prithvi as a friend but when she realises that he madly loves her, she parts ways.

Jaichand - A strict father to Sanyogita who keeps her the apple of his eye. Jaichand owns a small gold company and competes every other company in town. He hates the idea of Sanyogita going to a unknown college and living in a hostel. He wants her married off to the same status boy as her and not any higher in case any racism arises.
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Contents

The Beginning - Page 1
The first meeting - Page 1
Prithvi saves Sanyogita from the boys - Page 1
Jaichand arrives to meet Sanyogita - Page 1

The Beginning

"Prithvi! Prithvi!" screamed Kamalawati. "Wake up, it's nearly past six!"

A groaning sound was heard from under the covers. Kamalawati didn't have that and took them off immediately to find a stiff figure hugging a pillow. He was wearing a plain red T-Shirt and blue Pyjamas. His face was peach coloured with rosy red cheeks. He had exceptional features and curvy locks of hair hanging to his shoulders.

"Awwwwwwwwww! Good morning Maa," he spoke as he yawned. He looked up at his mother who was standing angrily watching him with her hands on her waist. Kamalawati had a bun at the back of her head and was wearing plain white sari with white matching jewellery.

"Prithvi, look at the time! It's past six! You do remember that you are going to Goa University and will be living there?" said Kamalawati hopefully knowing his son often forgets.

"Really, wow Maa...I didn't know..." observed Prithvi grinning. He then nodded and hugged her mothers waist who was standing nearby. "I'll miss you Maa, only you. You will come and see me won't you?"

Her mother stroked his curvy brown locks and smiled. "Of course Prithvi. But you haven't even gone there and you are going to start the flood," she nagged. "Okay get up now, we can do the crying at the time when you leave, go and take a shower. I am going to pack your belongings."

Prithvi immediately left his grip and climbed and walked on the cold marble tiles towards his bathroom door. After a few minutes the shower was heard as hot water streamed down on his face.
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"Beti, you have kept the special pickle I got for you..?" questioned Jaichand with hopeful eyes.

"Yes, Pitajee. I kept the special pickle in the silver box," reassured Sanyogita. Jaichand smiled at her daughter who was getting ready to go to Goa University and will be living there for a while. She had big round black eyes and black glossy hair. She had innocent features and a sweet melodious voice. Sanyogita was wearing a yellow Salwaar Kameez with light matching colour jewellery. She had yellow ballet shoes on and two books pressed against her chest.

Sanyogita was standing at the doorstep of the small manor. She had a small suitcase with her and a small bag hanging to her waist. She took the blessings of her father and sat in the car and instructed the driver to take her to Goa University.
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"Maa..I'll take a leave now," whispered Prithvi nearly on the verge of tears. Kamalawati nodded and stroked his wet curvy locks. Prithvi bent down and took the blessings and hugged her. He then sat in the car and instructed the driver to leave.

Few minutes later he arrived at the entrance of Goa University. There he spotted a huge crowd at the entrance door and got out to inquire.

"Sir, sir! Here...I'll be your guide!" bellowed the man seeing it was very loud. Prithvi nodded and instructed him to take out the suitcases. He followed the man as he took him from the back entrance. The back entrance had a beautiful immaculate garden with roses and pansies here and there. There were two benches opposite each other and a large gathering table.

After the guide had left him in the room with his belongings, Prithvi decided to go back in the garden and spend a quiet peaceful moment with the sounds of the chirpy birds and the breeze. He immediately left his room and ignored every passing by looks and arrived at the garden to find it even more beautiful. He walked following the stone path looking around hardly noticing a thin figure approaching his direction with a book opened. They both collided shoulders and the figure immediately lost her balance and landed in the pansies. Prithvi stood there unharmed.
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The first meeting

The thin figure was no other than Sanyogita. She had fallen into the pansies with her long hair over her shoulder sides. She angrily turned to look at Prithvi who was looking at her with blissful eyes. He had innocence inside them and as his hand raise forward to offer her help, she ignored his request and stood up herself. She picked up her books and turned to leave with no sign of arrogance but innocence and consternation. Prithvi had yet never seen such innocence in his life. He had never seen such thin and timid figure who had no intention of being bragged. He watched her walk away slowly and then came to a halt as a gang of boys approached her. She retraced her steps slowly and came to a halt behind Prithvi.

Prithvi was amazed by the sudden innocence and belief she showed in him and immediately became stiff knowing that the girl was scared. The boys approached them as Sanyogita hid more and more behind Prithvi. She held tight to the books by her chest and waited for the next action. One of the boys approached her but was stopped by Prithvi as he placed his hand on his shoulder and showed him an angry look, the boy retraced his steps and muttered to the rest of the boys. They quickly walked off leaving them alone once again. As soon as they left Sanyogita parted her way from Prithvi and turned to leave again.

"Excuse me?" Prithvi called out watching her leave. She immediately came to a halt and turned around with naivety and scared black eyes. "Err...I was just going to say, that you don't have to be scared of those boys any more. They won't harm you until I am around," Prithvi blurted out suddenly. She looked up at him and smiled with purity.

"Thank you for all the help," she stammered. Prithvi could make it out that the girl was getting uneasy. He immediately nodded and allowed her to leave. She turned and walked away quickly out of his sight. He kept on staring for a while feeling electrified with love and purity. Suddenly the guide approached him.

"Sir, you here? I was looking for you? And what was Ms Sanyogita doing here?" he asked. Prithvi immediately caught his attention by looking at him in the eyes.

"Are you talking about the girl who was wearing yellow cream coloured Salwaar Kameez?" Prithvi questioned. The guide immediately nodded. Suddenly the clock struck eight and the guide started again.

"Sir, it's eight 'o' clock. This is the time for dinner for every student living here. Let's go, sir." the guide instructed. Prithvi thought about the girl and thought, "Will she be there?".

Prithvi arrived in the immaculate dinner hall to see students sitting and chatting away. He looked around for the search of Sanyogita and spotted her sitting in the corner of the bench next to an oppressive girl. She simply nodded as the girl chatted away. Prithvi walked towards the bench and sat beside the oppressive girl. She caught his attention as he directed her to go away. She made a grumpy face and followed his orders. Sanyogita immediately spotted Prithvi as he pretended to talk on his mobile phone. She was struck and scared wondering why he was following her. She immediately stood up and walked as fast as she could leaving the canteen immediately. Prithvi followed her walking coolly behind her as he greeted the girls. He kept a distance in case she spotted him.

Sanyogita quickly ran up the stairs to the terrace and sat on the futon brown coloured sofa. She faced the railings and watched as the darkness spread through. She soon forgot about Prithvi and flicked through her notes murmuring the words to her. Prithvi came out from behind the wall and stood there watching her. She peered up at him once and then again noticing who was there. A sudden fear ran inside her and she stood up backing away slowly.

"Why..a-are..y-you..f-following m-me?" she stammered fearfully pressing her books tightly against her chest and backing away slowly. Prithvi immediately retraced his steps and put his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"Err..you might find this strange but...I forgot to ask your name earlier.." he mentioned. She looked up at him with anger and fear clearly visible in her transparent tears which were held on the both of her eyes.

"Is this any way..to ask someone's name?" she blurted out angrily. He suddenly walked up to her slowly as she retraced her steps back more in fear and stopped as there was no more to retrace. She clutched her books tighter and bent her head in fear causing her hair to cross her shoulders and stay hanging to her hands. He held out his hand and looked at her fearful state pitifully.

"I'm Prithvi," he smiled. "You didn't like that way so now I'll be your friend in a much more decent way." Sanyogita immediately looked up at his hand waiting to be shook. She looked around for a way to escape. Then she turned towards him and fearfully stammered back.

"I'm Sanyogita," But did not shake his hand. He immediately took it back and retraced his steps giving her some space after all. He sat on the futon sofa and waited for her to make a move. She slowly started walking towards the door which led to the hallway. She stopped as the gang of boys came out from behind the wall. She fearfully retraced her steps back.
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Prithvi saves Sanyogita from the boys

As she retraced her steps back one of the boys came forward and her from her hair wrenching her towards him. Prithvi stood up immediately and punched the boy. The powerful punch caused the boy to release his grip. Prithvi in no time fought with the others. In the end they all ran off, petrified and swearing not to even look at Sanyogita again. Tears streaming down her cheeks Sanyogita stood there trembling. Prithvi approached her and immediately without hesitation put his arm around her narrow and small shoulders which caused her to place her head just under his chin.

"Oh god, Sanyogita!" cried a voice from behind. Prithvi and Sanyogita parted immediately and were highly embarrassed. They turned to see a girl with two plaits standing behind them. She was wearing a blue coloured Salwaar Kameez and looked childish. She approached Sanyogita and stood in front of her with puzzled eyes. "What happened, Sanyogita? Did those boys bother you again? And you.." she turned towards Prithvi who stared at the girl. "Who are you? Why are you bothering Sanyogita?" she raised her voice.

"Chamki, he is not bothering me. He saved me from those--" Sanyogita was cut short.

"Enough, Sanyogita. I understand now. I'm sorry..." she turned to face Prithvi grumpily. Prithvi smiled and nodded but his eyes were glued to Sanyogita who seemed so petite and innocent. "Sanyogita, you should have never come in this college, these nasty boys, they take advantage of any passing by girl. Anyway, let's go to our room now, you can leave tomorrow," Chamki instructed.

"But Chamki--" Sanyogita was cut again. Chamki pulled her into a corner and whispered.

"Sanyogita, you stay alert from every boy in this college. Sometimes people you think are good, turn out to be bad," she uttered loudly looking at Prithvi. Sanyogita shook her head and smiled.

"No Chamki, you shouldn't suspect everyone," she added quickly before she was cut. Chamki glared angrily at her and then took her wrist and led her out of the room. Prithvi watched as they left and he smiled thinking how naive Sanyogita was. He left and went into his own room dreaming all about her.
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Trring! The school bell rang exactly at 6:30am indicating all students to wake up and get ready for their first lesson which was on 7:30am. Everyone followed but as Prithvi looked down to the view, he spotted Sanyogita wearing a red Salwaar Kameez with matching jewellery and red ballet shoes. She was smiling and talking quietly to Chamki who was nibbling on a sandwich. As Chamki walked on quickly he spotted a boy clutching her wrist causing Sanyogita to stop suddenly.

"Hi, I'm Krishna, you are Sanyogita, right?" he expressed. Sanyogita nodded a little feeling a bit uneasy. "Well maybe you can join me for some morning tea seeing that it's an hour till the lesson begins?" Sanyogita shook her head and he moved forward causing her to get scared. She ran quickly rescuing her wrist. He followed her as she ran and tripped over a rock, she was about to fall down when strong arms clutched her sensitive and petite arms. She looked up to see Prithvi gazing at her beautiful shining face with black hair falling on her cheeks. They stood there for a few seconds gazing into each other's eyes when suddenly Krishna arrived.

She turned around to see him still in the grip of Prithvi she turned to look back at Prithvi who was loosening her grip and hiding her behind his back. He started speaking coolly to Krishna.

"What's the matter? Why are you bothering the poor girl?" Prithvi asked him looking angrily in his eyes. Krishna chuckled and pointed at Sanyogita who stood quietly behind Prithvi.

"She is the most radiant beauty, Krishna has ever seen. And I ought to express my feelings towards her. So you can move out of the way or I'll strike with my anger," he angrily jabbed his finger in his face.

That done it. Prithvi immediately started fighting with Krishna who in the end fell back and scrambled away showing him the middle finger. Prithvi was about to race back to him when he was stopped by the most gentle grip on his arm.

"Leave it, there is no point in--" Sanyogita was cut.

"I can't leave it! Did you see how that idiot held your wrist? I can't have anyone touching you," he angrily burst out. She looked at him with puzzling eyes waiting for him to speak but he just placed his hand over her hand causing her to take it away quickly.

"Thanks for everything..you helped me since the start of the college. I wish I could repay your favour back," she whispered clutching tighter to her books. He placed a hand on her small narrow shoulder and came closer.

"There is one way, but I don't yet need to tell you that, I just want to say that you are very innocent and therefore I'll protect you from any harm," he whispered. She blushed but yet it did not show as she was in fear. She looked at the floor waiting for him to say something. Instead he raised her face by placing a finger under her chin. She looked at him directly in the eyes and slowly hugged him lightly. He was struck by the sweet move and returned her hug by hugging her.

Prithvi knew he had found the world's most beautiful and innocent person. He knew something was happening with him. He knew he couldn't stop himself and he knew he loved Sanyogita more than anything. Should he say it or not?
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Jaichand arrives to meet Sanyogita

"Pitajee! Pitajee! I am here!" cried Sanyogita running as fast as she can towards Jaichand as he stepped out of the car. She ran towards his father and hugged him tight. Jaichand broke the hug and smiled at Sanyogita.

"So how is my little daughter?" began Jaichand. "Did you eat the special pickle, oh and, did you meet Chamki, I heard she was coming here too?" He looked tense as a line on his forehead told Sanyogita something was surely wrong.

"Pitajee, what's wrong? Why, I can clearly see the stress on your face? Is there any problem?" inquired Sanyogita as she looked seriously in her father's eyes. Jaichand suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"Sanyogita, the house seems so empty without you? Are you sure you will be able to cope here?" Jaichand thoughtfully asked looking around at the passing boys and girls having there eye balls fixed at Sanyogita.

"Pitajee, you worry too much, I am not having any problem here," lied Sanyogita looking around. "In fact, everyone's pretty nice here, especially Chamki and..." she stopped as she remembered Prithvi saving her often. Was this a right moment to mention Prithvi? She knew how Jaichand had reacted last time.

Flashback

"Sanyogita, what nonsense is this boy saying?" Jaichand stormed turning towards Sanyogita. "How dare this ruthless and rude boy to enter in my house and asking for your hand in marriage?"

Sanyogita had mumbled something but Jaichand had immediately heard it. "Well, I don't care if you don't know! I want an answer right now!"

Then Sanyogita had to go in a long detail that how she and the boy had met. How the boy developed a liking in her and wanted to see her father and now he was completely acting as cool as if Sanyogita had never warned about Jaichand's concerns towards her.

"Sanyogita? Sanyogita?" Jaichand shook Sanyogita by the shoulders. She immediately came out of the flashback and looked at her father. "Who else is very nice here along with Chamki?"

"Oh, uh, no one, I meant to say, Chamki and the teachers are quite nice here.." Sanyogita quickly spoke. Jaichand still looked suspicious.

"But you've only just arrived last night?" Jaichand pointed out. "How can you know the teachers so well?" Sanyogita hated her father for this. She had often got annoyed with the act of suspicion and often failed to escape it.

"Yes but, I met them...in the canteen yesterday...they were very polite..and.."

"Well maybe you shouldn't judge people so quickly!" Jaichand stopped and stared over Sanyogita's shoulder. He looked startled and shocked. Sanyogita followed his eyes and turned to see Prithvi standing few steps behind her. He was staring at Jaichand and a bit at Sanyogita.

As Prithvi looked at Sanyogita, she seemed nervous and shocked. She turned back to her father who was still looking at Prithvi shocked.

"Who are you?" Jaichand began. "No respect for a daughter and father to have a conversation. Sanyogita..." he stopped and looked at Prithvi again. "Do you know this boy?" Sanyogita turned to see Prithvi who had a cool expression on his face. She turned back to her father.

"No, I don't know him, why?" Sanyogita replied stammeringly. Jaichand shook his head at once.

"Because he is standing here as if he knows you. Anyway, I'll be off now, oh and, be friends with only Chamki, I can rely on her," he spoke as he sat in the car. Sanyogita walked up to his window and nodded. He indicated the driver to leave and ended with a simple "Bye". She watched as he drove away.

When the car had gone out of sight, she turned and faced Prithvi who was still watching her. He looked into her deep black disappointed eyes. She walked up to him still keeping a few feet's distance. "How dare you come and stand here? Why can't you just leave me alone!?" she raised her timid voice for the first time. It was still not loud enough to back away him, he thought.

"No but I would like to meet your father," Prithvi said coolly. Sanyogita stared at him with disturbed eyes. The whole sentence rang in her eyes as bells.

"No but I would like to meet your father"

Tears welled up in her eyes. She blinked them away and shook her head. "You cannot meet my father at all! Don't even think about meeting him! And from now on, stay away from me," warned Sanyogita and she turned to leave but was stopped immediately by Prithvi.

"What's wrong, why are you so angry?" Prithvi asked gently knowing something was wrong. She rescued her hand.

"Nothing is wrong, but I just want you to leave me alone," she urged. She quickly escaped before he stopped her again.
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