A New Beginning | COMPLETE | AbhiGya SS by mina - Page 3

nice one read the two parts nic story continue soon...waiting for nxt part

Wonderful 👏 please continue soon.. eagerly waiting 😃

Well friends, we now know why Pragya was chasing down Abhi in that precap, and it's safe to say that my version is completely alternate universe now 😆 I'm still trying to wrap this up as a quick short story but somehow it keeps getting longer. There should only be one part left but we'll see.

THANK YOU!!!! from the bottom of my heart to everyone who commented, liked, and read! It is so encouraging and interesting to get your feedback. Please keep telling me what you think!!

Now one thing about this part, please forgive and correct any mistakes I made in Hindi. I understand Hindi but don't speak it, so my grammar is always guess work. I would be happy to be corrected so please let me know if I should fix anything! 🤓 😃 Also I wish I could make my dialogues sound a bit more in character but since I speak Canadian English, that's what I end up writing, sorry! 😳

On with the show...hope you enjoy this ridiculously long conversation scene 😉




(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3 - The early hours of the day after the wedding, at the hospital (Part 4)

Pragya went outside to meet Abhi. He was leaning against a wall and scowling at his phone. In his black and gold sherwani, he looked like a very irritated prince.

"Ji? Aapko mujse kuch baat karni thi?" Pragya asked cautiously.

"Hanh, woh, call Purab and tell him to arrange the funds for Daadi," Abhi said, holding his phone out to her.

Pragya looked at the phone and then looked back at her seemingly unhinged husband. "You want me to call Purab? But why? I mean, I don't know anything about your financial situation, or -"

"I don't want to talk to that dhokebaaz and I don't want Aaliya talking to him either. Just make the call, alright? Maybe even you don't want to talk to him but I'm not giving you the choice. And you might as well tell him we are married while you're at it." Abhi dropped the phone into her hand and nudged her in the direction of a small visiting room across the hall.

"But what are you talking about?" Pragya asked in bewilderment. "I barely know Purab, why would -"

"Look, we don't have time for these games!" Abhi snapped. He led her into the visiting room, which was basically just a closet with a sofa. "Just call him, I will wait in the hall." He reached to close the door after she entered the room.

"No, you get in here!" Pragya grabbed his hand and pulled him into the room with her. She steered him onto the sofa and closed the door herself. "I'll make the call now because we don't have time to waste, but you have to be here to answer his questions."

Abhi frowned but stayed on the sofa and waited for her to make the call. Pragya stayed standing as she looked through Abhi's phone. She found Purab on Abhi's contacts list and dialled the number.

The phone rang six times before Purab finally picked up. "Bhai?" he said in a sleepy but hopeful voice.

Pragya cleared her throat awkwardly. "Umm, no,...it's Pragya."

"Pragya? Who - Pragya Di? Bulbul's Di?!" Purab exclaimed. He sounded as confused as Pragya felt.

"Yes, I -"

"But how are you calling from Abhi Bhai's phone?" Purab interrupted.

Pragya glanced at Abhi. She was taken aback to find him glaring at her, his handsome face wrinkled with tension. "Um, woh thoda sa complicated hain," Pragya said shakily, unable to look away from Abhi's burning gaze. "Just, Daadi is in the hospital, I mean Abhi's Daadi -"

"Kya? Achanat se kya hua? Is Daadi OK?" Purab's shock and concern were clear in his voice.

"She is in critical condition and needs a special treatment, but they're saying that the money - um, Abhi's money - cannot be used without your authorization. Can you arrange the payment immediately please?" Pragya said, quickly getting to the important point.

Abhi finally broke his eyelock with Pragya, shifting his gaze to the painting on the opposite wall. He still looked tense and unhappy, and Pragya wondered why he was being so negative about Purab.

"Of course I can arrange the money, but, I'm sorry, I cannot take instructions about Abhi's finances from you, it's confidential -" Purab began.

Pragya realized that he was speaking from a legal perspective. "I understand, could you take instructions from Tauji or Raj Bhai? This needs to be solved quickly -"

Purab interrupted again, saying firmly, "It needs to be Abhi. Is he with Daadi now?"

"No, he's right here," Pragya said, catching Abhi's eye again. "It's just - he doesn't want to talk to you," she told Purab. Not that I have any idea why! she thought, still mentally trying to figure out what was going on between Purab and Abhi.

Purab sighed heavily. "Tell him that it's a matter of Daadi's well-being and I only need a minute. Tell him it's just business," he instructed.

Pragya repeated Purab's words and tried to give Abhi the phone.

Abhi refused to take the phone and said roughly, "Just put him on speaker. I don't want to have to talk to him."

I hope he's not always this immature and difficult! Pragya thought."Ah, Purab, I am putting you on speaker," Pragya said as she switched the audio mode of the phone. "Abhi is here in the room, but there's no one else."

Purab's amplified voice filled the tiny room as he said, "Woh, Pragya Di, bura mat mann-na, but I have to ask Bhai - are you really comfortable discussing finances with a stranger in the room?"

Abhi looked from the phone to Pragya and then back to the phone. His face twisted with surprise and frustration. "Purab, why are you calling her Di? Don't you know it should be Bhabhi?" he said in a mocking tone.

"Bhabhi? What do you mean it should be Bhabhi?" Purab said sharply.

"Arre, of course I am comfortable discussing finances with her here," Abhi replied with heavy sarcasm. "After all, she's my wife!"

"WIFE? WIFE?!!! BHAI, YOU GOT MARRIED??? YOU MARRIED PRAGYA DI??? YOU MARRIED WITHOUT TELLING ME??? WHAT?????" Purab's shouting was so loud that Pragya worried that the rest of the hospital could hear him.

"Why do you keep calling her DI?!!!!" Abhi shouted back. He snatched the phone from Pragya's hand, as if he suddenly wanted to get closer to Purab.

Kaise ajeeb drama mein phass gayi hoon, Pragya thought in exasperation. Dono ke dono bhul gaye ki yeh ek emergency situation hain.

"Oho, will you two concentrate! This is about Daadi!" Pragya reminded them. She looked at Abhi and said, "He calls me Di because he is um, friends, with my younger sister. And Purab, I do not know why your bhai jaise dost didn't tell you about our wedding, but we have just got married by arrangement with our families and the matchmaker. Alright? We don't have time for these silly questions, can we figure out how to start Daadi's treatment now please!"

Abhi just stared uncomprehendingly at Pragya, his face suddenly bleak. After a moment Purab spoke in a tentative tone, "Uh, yes, um, Bhabhi, let's -"

"WAIT WAIT WAIT. Are you telling me - she is NOT the girl you're cheating on Aaliya with?" Abhi demanded furiously. He was yelling into the phone at Purab, but still staring at Pragya.

"What?" Pragya and Purab exclaimed at the same time.

"You thought I was with Purab?" Pragya said, staring at Abhi in amazement.

"You thought I was with Pragya Di?" Purab said incredulously.

All at once Abhi's frozen expression collapsed into a look of dismay. "You're...not?" he said in a lost voice. It wasn't clear who he was asking.

Pragya was still trying to understand what Abhi had apparently believed about her and Purab and didn't respond. She leaned against the wall, away from Abhi. But her eyes locked with Abhi's again as they searched for answers in each other's faces.

Purab said, with both hurt and confusion in his voice, "Why would you think so?"

"Aaliya said...Aaliya showed me a picture," Abhi murmured absently. He continued to look at Pragya. His eyes were so full of mixed emotions that Pragya couldn't look away. For a moment she forgot everything that had just been revealed as she marvelled at Abhi's intensely expressive gaze.

"A picture of what? Bhai, if you would just give me a chance to explain --" Purab began to plead.

"Not now," Abhi said, suddenly decisive. He switched his attention to the phone in his hand and took Purab off of speakerphone. "Woh sab baad mein dekhlenge. Now, just call the hospital's financial department and arrange for the money. Give them Daadi's full name to get the details. Make this happen as fast as you can. Message me when it's done."

"Of course, Bhai," Purab said. "I'll call the hospital now. And Bhai? Shaadi ke liye congrats. Take care of Bhabhi...and let her take care of you."

"Uhh...right," Abhi said, looking up at Pragya again. "Yeah, we'll do that," he finished vaguely as the phone clicked off.

The tiny room suddenly seemed airless as a charged silence fell between Abhi and Pragya. They stared at each other in shock and fascination, each slowly realizing that they were two strangers brought together by a chain of events neither of them understood.

Abhi took in every detail of Pragya's appearance, from her heavy bridal lehenga and khandaani jewellery to the dash of sindoor on her maang. Memories of the marriage ceremony flashed through his mind, feeling like they were a lifetime ago instead of merely hours. As he tried to piece together the true story of his marriage, one thought grew louder and louder in his head.

Good God, what have I done?!

***continued in Part 4***

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❤️ Loved it , please update as soon as possible. The way you captures each character's emotions was prefect. 🤗 👍🏼 ⭐️

Very well written Mina. No over the top drama. Just a completely possible scenario.

wah loved it. Liked the way u potrayed each event. Continue soon

beautiful

OK First thing I need to ask you a question

Is Abhi's dadi still alive? Will she be alive in the next update? Because ye dono Abhi n Purab both s have wasted so much time

I so hope Pragya the teacher would twist Abhi's ears and get the whole truth and nothing but the truth out of him

This update was hilarious yaar I mean imagine ABhi's face Pragya di so he instead of becoming Purab's raqeeb(Sauten ka masculine gender) became his jeeju 🤣

I want Pragya to make Purab call her Pragya Di like he does and Abhi ko jeeju bole

Thank you for the pm and liking my comment

As for your grammar n Hindi there were not many mistakes just a few chalta hai

Minaaa.
I LURVVV it. :D
But it's like I can never get enough. -.-
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YAAYY. I hope it prolongs more. '.
Bohot Accha tha yaar. '.

Thank you!!!! So beautifully written👍🏼... I thoroughly enjoyed; just my type of love story!!!. Wish you could add a few more chapters; you are quite good 😃!!! Please continue ...!!!