I had promised my closed ones here to come up with a drabble soon . I guess I am bit early 😆
I seriously don't know what I wrote in pagalpan. Hope you like it.
' Arrey, tum jaante bhi ho what value Mr.Bajaj has in my life? If you had a percent knowledge about it then you shouldn't have said this, Anurag!' Prerna screamed at the top of her voice.
Although at the other end of the call, the junior Basu could sense the fury of Mrs. Prerna Bajaj. Mr.Bajaj was right indeed!
' Yeh aapki Prerna nahi, Yeh meri Prerna hai.'
' Whatever happens,I won't leave Mrs. Bajaj's side.'
His grip on the phone loosened.
' This is the last time I am warning you to stay away from my family, Anurag Basu! I don't want anyone, yes anyone from Basu Bari near my family!' Prerna seethed.
' Let me clarify...'
' I don't want any clarification from you. I am just tired. Just tired off all your rants. No matter what you say to justify yourself, I won't forgive you, because it was you, who pushed me from the bridge into the river 8 years ago. Not only that, you seperated me from my daughter. What mistake did the 2 days old child did? Was it her mistake that she is my child? Child of Prerna? You know what, I think Komolika is better than you atleast! After knowing that I have moved on in life, she left me alone! But you...'
Rishabh came in the room.
' Prerna...' she heard his soft voice.
She signalled to him,' Just a minute.'
' Good bye, Anurag Basu. Your chapter is closed forever. Stay happy with your wife, daughter and family.'
' Prerna...'
Alas, Prerna had cut the call.
' You came home so early?'
' Just to be with my princesses.' said Rishabh as Sneha came running , to be in his arms, which he had opened for her.
A smile formed in Prerna's lips.
' Mr. Bajaj... I have something to tell you. I mean something important to talk to you...'
' Slowly, Mrs.Bajaj. Aaram se. Sit down.'
He knew partially what was in her mind. Afterall, they lived under the same roof for more than 8 years.
' You sit too!'
' Sneha, Baby, why don't you go and play? I promise I will play with you today.'
' Okay, Papa.' the 8 year old ran out, to her playroom.
' Yes, ab boliye aram se. I am not running away from here.'
' Mr. Bajaj...' she took a deep breath and continued,' I want to wrap up things here as soon as possible and go back home... Destruction of Basus are done. I want to go to...'
She looked into the curious eyes of her husband and finished her sentence,' Our home, in London. I want to start life afresh there, with my family. With our daughters...' she tried a pause, took his hand in hers and continued,' And with you.'
That Rishabh was in a state of shock would be an understatement. Nevertheless, he smiled and said,' As you wish, Mrs. Bajaj.'
' Dad, Prerna, come! Here try the cake I and Sneha made!' Kukki yelled from the kitchen.
' We are coming.' Replied Rishabh.
' Chalein, Mr Bajaj?.'
' Yes, Mrs. Bajaj.'
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