Ahista Ahista (Ch 2(Part 2 on Pg 3) - Page 2

wow it was so good very sweet

Guys as we all know since Manoj has left,Kzk has become boring.Ekta puts all the crap in it,to make it look worst!

Continue of Chapter 1

He couldn't believe his eyes.
Yet he had no choice.What he was witnessing was a fact,He'd promise himself to keep his goddaughter happy.His daughter was actually having a conversation with a good looking man and seemingly enjoying it.
Hell,if the animated look on her face was anything to judge,flirting would be closer.Anurag's pulse raced and his palms turned sweaty.He'd prayed for this day since his precious goddaughter had awakened in that hospital room so many years and was forced to face the cruel of the futures.
Mukti had more risen to the challenges that faced her.Tonight was testimony to that.He was so proud of her he felt his heart would burst.
The man Mukti seemed interested in look vaguely familiar,however Anurag knew he'd never met him/More questions and more filled Edgar's head.
He straightened his slumping shoulders and moved slightly closer,allowing the party goers to shield him so Mukti wouldn't notice his hovering.Yet he remained out of her vision more for his own personal benefit than hers.Just watching her happiness made him smile.
Anurag moved a little to his left for a better look at the man.Anurag almost laughed out loud at the idea that his daughter would give someone in baggy pants and sneakers even a second glance,especially at a black tie function.As he tried to take another look,he was gone. "Damn", Anurag muttered under his breath.

Chapter 2
What an incredible morning.
Mukti had risen early,much earlier than normal,and brewed a pot of coffee.With cup in hand,she had adjourned to the patio and sat in one of her chairs.That had been an hour ago now,and she still hadn't the wherewithal to move.
Than itself was unusual.Even before she'd opened the agency she had been an early riser,engerized whether any day,her subconscious continually whispering that sleep was a waste of precious time.
Mukti inhaled the fresh scent in the air.It was as clean as the dew that covered the ground.Turning slightly,she got a whiff of the wisteria blossoms draped on a nearby bush.She breathed even deepest.The fragrance was heaven sent,like none others.Her graze drifted to the rosebush on the other side.Although she couldn't smell it,she knew she only had to press her nose against one of the blooms and its sweetness would also damp her senses.
Her huge backyard was lovely,but then she'd worked hard to make it so-she could keep herself busy.Suddenly a bird chirped loudly in a nearby tree.Mukti had listened to his melodious music,and smiled.In that same tree two squirrels were playing the tag.She concentrated on them until they jumped to another limb and disappeared into the lush foliage of the love oak tree.
Lifting her head,she searched for a puff of clouds.The sky was azure blue and the sun was well on its way to full strength.This was a great way to start a morning.
Soon though,she was going to have to dress in Orange faux crepe short kameez having kalamkari print with trouser along with matching dupatta and get to office.But not just now.She guesses it was only around seven-thirty,which gave her plenty of time to continue down this path of indulgence and still not be late.
She smiled again.She could be late if she wanted,she reminded herself.After all she was the boss.For a second that thought made Mukti giddy.She still couldn't believe she'd been honored in such a fantastic way.She had been exhausted when she'd crawled into bed around midnight.
She couldn't complain.Life was good right now,and Mukti had learned early to treasure such moments.After nearly losing her life at such a young age,nothing had ever been the same and she never wasted one precious moment.
That thinking gave her all the more reason not to waste one second contemplating a particular man.Her heart did a sudden somersault as she admitted to herself that she had about that guy(Prem) and on all night.
Unsettling?
Absolutely.
Crazy?
Absolutely.
A waste of time?
Absolutely.
So why couldn't she get him off her mind?
She couldn't answer that.All she knew was that she din't twant to think about any man,not in that context anyway.But Prem Sharman wasn't just any man.
Under no circumstances could she label him average.After meeting him,she thought he would have looked better if he was in Tuxedo.That picture forced a chuckle from Mukti's lip.She was just setting herself up for trouble and heartache,neither of which she could afford.She couldn't give what the man would want,childrens.
Now was not the time to let a man especially man's man.When she had first looked at herself,she couldn't bear of anyone seeing it,but as the time went by,everything got better.She'd built an impenetrable wall that hadn't failed her until she;d noticed the dashing Prem Sharma.

Will continue from here tomorrow!Thanks for the comments guys.This is short i know,but please bear with me.

👏 great stuff! the detail is sooo great! cnt wait for more 😊

G8 fanfic ...hoping to catch more.

plzzzzzzzzz continue soon i love pm stories but if it was like Manoj and Tina(not that new prem) but plzzzzzzzz continue soon!!!:):):):):)

Originally posted by: Umam_Paracha_13

plzzzzzzzzz continue soon i love pm stories but if it was like Manoj and Tina(not that new prem) but plzzzzzzzz continue soon!!!:):):):):)

Hey Umam,in this fanfic,there is no new prem.It's about the old prem(Manoj Bohra) and Mukti(Tina Parekh)

Hey guys this fanfic is about

Prem Sharma!


And
Mukti Basu!


Chapter 2:Part 2
"You can dodge this bullet,Mukti Basu,"She said to herself
Her verbal warming did no good.Her mind settled back on Prem and wouldn't let go.Had he been as attracted to her as she has been to him?His gaze had held a special gleam,one she had never noticed in a man's eye,though she was certainly no expert on men.Relatonships had never been in the cards for her,nor could she have explored any had they been.She'd been too busy to trying to put her body and soul back together and trying to craft a life for herself.
Suddenly Mukti found herself traveling back in time to that fateful day when she had awakened from surgery to find her godfather sitting beside her bed,his face twisted and drenched with tears.
"Anurag uncle,where am I?"she remembered asking in a week,trembling voice.
"In the hospital,beta."
"Why?"
"There's been an accident." he choked out."Don't you remember?"
She thought for a moment,then said,"No.What happened?"
"You just got out of the surgery."
"Is that why it hurt so badly?"
"Are you in pain?"
"My leg--"
"I'll call the nurse."He punched the button on the side of the bed.
"How bad am i injured?"
"Oh god,baby--"Anurag's voice broke and he couldn't go on.
"Tell me,Anurag Uncle."
He must have heard that panic in her voice,because he blurted out the words that changed her forever."You can't walk for two years and hurt yourself real bad."
"Mom,Dad?Mom and Dad was with me,weren't they?"When he didn't answer,Mukti went on,her voice in the shrill range.
"Weren't they?"
"Yes.baby.
"where are they now?why aren't they here with me?"
Anurag put his head down and sobbed.
"Anurag uncle,"She cried,placing a hand on his head and burying it in his hair."where are they?"
"They can't be here,Mukti,"he sobbed.
"Why not?"
"They.....they couldn't make it."
At first those horrible words didn't penetrate,so she asked,"What do you mean?"
"They're.....they're dead,baby.Your parents died on impact.
"No!"Mukti let out a wail that sounded like a wounded animal's cry.
Anurag raised himself just enough to fold her in his arms,his chest absorbing the brunt of her sobs.
"I want my mother,:She cried over and over."I want my mother.I want my parents......."
It was fresh tears falling on her arm that brought Mukti back to reality.She raised her head and struggled to swallow the huge lump lodged in her throat.Dear Lord,she hadn't taken that stroll down her memory lane in years.But whenever she did,it racked her body and soul,rendering her useless for hours,days,even weeks.
This time was no exception.She felt spent,utterly drained and so depressed that she wanted to curl into a fetal position in the closet and say to hell with the world and everyone in it.
She wouldn't do that.Pity parties where she had was the only one in attendance were another part of her past that no longer existed,but she knew that hadn't always been the case.Once she had gotten over the shock of her parents death,she'd to deal with another shock-----of her not having children's.
And guilt.even though the accident hadn't technically been her fault---the other driver had been charged--She had nonetheless borne the responsibility of causing her parents death.
Mukti didn't realize she was no longer alone until she turned and saw her godfather standing behind the French doors watching her.Knowing it was too late to mask her tears,she motioned for him to join her.
Once he was outside,he walked over and silently pulled her into his arms.
"I'm so glad to see you,Bade Papa,"She whispered,clinging to him as tighilty as she had done so many times in the past.
"You're still my world's best daughter and you can always count on me."said Anurag.

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awwwwwwwwww dat was so sad 😭 hopefully 1 day mukti will stop blamin herself 4 da accident 😭 luv da relationship dat mukti/anurag share 😳 wonder how long itz gonna take 4 anurag 2 find out dat prem is his son 😕 update soon 😉

👏 aww so sad but nice part

wow that was really sad 😭 poor mukti! great work so far, continue soon!