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Hi! I don't think any of you know me here because I have been a sortof a silent reader here most of the time and I am a huge fan of both Shabir and Sriti for years now.And they coming in a show together got me here and now I am a diehard AbhiGya fan.❤️
For the last few weeks I have been pondering on what would happen when the misunderstanding gets revealed to all and how each character would respond to it..So all these ponderings resulted in forming a story..😆And I thought of sharing it with you guys, all the KKb fans here...😳so,here it goes..
And I would love to know what you guys think about the story...And at the moment it is going to be either a TS or a SS...Let's see how it goes...Thank you for listening to my ramblings! And Happy reading!😊
Index
Prologue
sequel - AbhiGya SS - A Life Without You..
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The Turning Point
Prologue
The sound of the slap echoed around the house.
Pragya and Daadi stood dumbfound while Sarala Ma lowered her hand angrily and Abhi touched his cheek unconsciously unable to comprehend what just happened.
"What the hell? How dare you hit my brother like that?"shrieked Aaliya while advancing towards Sarala.
"Chup! Bilkul Chup!" Sarala's outrageous voice stopped Aaliya in her tracks.
"I know you have to have a say on everything... And you have done your part! But as for now you better stay out of this. I will deal with you later. Abhi toh me iss Abhi ko deklungi..aur tum beech me nahi aaongi!"
Pragya stood numb looking at the scene unfolding before her. For once she did not have a clue as to what to do. And she did not have an inkling on what is happening. But she just knew one thing. She knew she had to do something...Maa, Daadi, happy couple, pretense, lies & more lies... She recited the daily mantra in her head... No one should know...have got to do something... Haa Abhi... He will manage.. Somehow he always manages!
As she turned to look at her rockstar husband still holding on to his cheek Pragya felt a tug at her heart. He stood there rooted while his handsome face displayed an array of emotions ranging from confusion, pain, disbelief and hurt.
Abhi still could not take in what just happened. Someone jerking him by his shoulder and then turning around to find Sarala Ma standing there with tears running down her face... And the sudden urge he felt to make sure everything is alright surpassing his surprise at founding her in his bedroom unannounced. His "Auntyji aap yahaan? sab theek hain na?" went unanswered as she bombarded him with many questions.
"Beta ji...why did you agree to marry Pragya? I mean what did you see in her? You love her very much right? So much so that you would not let any harm come to her right?"
Abhi sighed internally. "Oh! Here goes another round of I-love-your-beti-so-much-so-that-I-can't-breathe-without-her convincing! God! How much more will it take to convince her completely!"
He started to deliver the speech he has delivered many times to her, wondering at the same time what caused her distress this time and whether Pragya would come soon to manage the situation. Because somehow she always manages!
However, this time he could not go beyond his "aap jaanthi hey ki main meri wife se kithna pyaar kartha..." Because the glance Sarala threw upon him hearing this was different and something within Abhi pricked at seeing the look she gave. And it made him stop from blabbering away his undying affection towards his dear darling wife, Pragya.
He could not register what it was then with all the events unfolding, her taking his hand and leading him downstairs, his questioning as to what is going on, his family assembling downstairs after hearing the commotion, her going rigid and finally slapping him after hearing Pragya's surprised "Maa, aap yahaan?".But, now as he stood dumbfound holding the aching spot in his cheek, he finally knew what it was. And was surprised he could not identify it earlier given the familiarity! Disappointment! It was disappointment that he had seen in her eyes, expression so similar to that he had seen many a times in his wife and her daughter, Pragya's eyes during the short span of their marriage.
The thought broke him away from his reverie and he turned to look at his Chashmish. What he saw did something to tug at his heart and blocked the conversation between Sarala ma and Aaliyah. Pragya stood rooted at the spot eyes brimming with tears while her cute face displayed an array of emotions ranging from fear, hurt, pain & pity.
Pity? Pity for me! I am a rockstar! Why? I don't need anyone's pity! Especially not Chashmish's! But why is she feeling hurt and pity for me..she should be happy! Happy that I got slapped that is also from her own mother...speaking of which, why did Auntyji slapped me in the first place?
Dadi seemed to have read his mind because Abhi heard her voicing the same thing with her ever polite tone but he could hear the slight hurt behind her words.
"Beta..calm down tell me what happened. You seem to be angry with Abhi.. theek hai koi baath nahi... He is your own so it is your right... But dragging him downstairs like this and slapping him...kuch achcha nahi laga na.. Please tell me what happened? What is bothering you? I am sure we can sit and solve whatever that is disturbing you..."
Sarala Ma turned away from Aaliya to Daadi and wiped away her tears.
"Nahi! Ab bus! I have seen enough and heard enough! You are elder to me so I don't want to be rude to you! But this is the end! This has to be! There is no solution to sit and discuss. It is too late! And I will find a solution on my own...please... "Turning to Pragya, Sarala folded her hands, "And all this is because of me...Pragya beta mafi...nahi... How can you even consider forgiving me? I am your own mother and I also failed to understand you! What kind of mother am I?"
Abhi saw tears running down silently from Chashmish's face as she kept shaking her head at her mother's hyper ramblings. " Nahi...ma aap ye kya kehere he? See.. See..whatever you are thinking I am sure it is a misunderstanding...okay? Tell me I will solve it..okay? You please be calm.."
"Kab tak?" Sarala went and held her daughter's trembling hands which further confused Pragya and unleashed a fresh unknown fear of uncertainty within her soul."Haan? Kab tak? You will keep lying to me and you would expect me to keep on believing? You would tell me you are happy and your husband is the best...and he takes care of you and I will keep on believing in your lies? Well, beta not anymore. Suna! Not anymore! Now we are done with these lies! You don't need to lie to me anymore! Because now I know the truth! The truth you hid from me for all these months... The truth which destroyed my Pragya's life! Pragya you did all for your Ma right? Well, not anymore! This lie ends right here. And I will end it for you! And I will see who stops me! Your mother is still alive! And she can still take care of you. You don't have to live this deceitful life anymore beta..."
Both Pragya and Abhi stared at her shocked while Daadi grew disturbed to see her loving potha and her favourite Bahu turning pale. She saw Aaliya stealing glances at her concerned hearing Sarala's words and this only increased her unsettling feeling and she clutched the nearby chair to gain strength to face the unknown yet surely impending disaster looming over her beautiful family.
Meanwhile both Abhi and Pragya had one thought running in their heads. Damage control!
But even as they looked into each other's eyes, deep down somewhere they both knew that this time it will be different... There would be no going back this time... This would be the turning point of their story...
Pragya and Daadi stood dumbfound while Sarala Ma lowered her hand angrily and Abhi touched his cheek unconsciously unable to comprehend what just happened.
"What the hell? How dare you hit my brother like that?"shrieked Aaliya while advancing towards Sarala.
"Chup! Bilkul Chup!" Sarala's outrageous voice stopped Aaliya in her tracks.
"I know you have to have a say on everything... And you have done your part! But as for now you better stay out of this. I will deal with you later. Abhi toh me iss Abhi ko deklungi..aur tum beech me nahi aaongi!"
Pragya stood numb looking at the scene unfolding before her. For once she did not have a clue as to what to do. And she did not have an inkling on what is happening. But she just knew one thing. She knew she had to do something...Maa, Daadi, happy couple, pretense, lies & more lies... She recited the daily mantra in her head... No one should know...have got to do something... Haa Abhi... He will manage.. Somehow he always manages!
As she turned to look at her rockstar husband still holding on to his cheek Pragya felt a tug at her heart. He stood there rooted while his handsome face displayed an array of emotions ranging from confusion, pain, disbelief and hurt.
Abhi still could not take in what just happened. Someone jerking him by his shoulder and then turning around to find Sarala Ma standing there with tears running down her face... And the sudden urge he felt to make sure everything is alright surpassing his surprise at founding her in his bedroom unannounced. His "Auntyji aap yahaan? sab theek hain na?" went unanswered as she bombarded him with many questions.
"Beta ji...why did you agree to marry Pragya? I mean what did you see in her? You love her very much right? So much so that you would not let any harm come to her right?"
Abhi sighed internally. "Oh! Here goes another round of I-love-your-beti-so-much-so-that-I-can't-breathe-without-her convincing! God! How much more will it take to convince her completely!"
He started to deliver the speech he has delivered many times to her, wondering at the same time what caused her distress this time and whether Pragya would come soon to manage the situation. Because somehow she always manages!
However, this time he could not go beyond his "aap jaanthi hey ki main meri wife se kithna pyaar kartha..." Because the glance Sarala threw upon him hearing this was different and something within Abhi pricked at seeing the look she gave. And it made him stop from blabbering away his undying affection towards his dear darling wife, Pragya.
He could not register what it was then with all the events unfolding, her taking his hand and leading him downstairs, his questioning as to what is going on, his family assembling downstairs after hearing the commotion, her going rigid and finally slapping him after hearing Pragya's surprised "Maa, aap yahaan?".But, now as he stood dumbfound holding the aching spot in his cheek, he finally knew what it was. And was surprised he could not identify it earlier given the familiarity! Disappointment! It was disappointment that he had seen in her eyes, expression so similar to that he had seen many a times in his wife and her daughter, Pragya's eyes during the short span of their marriage.
The thought broke him away from his reverie and he turned to look at his Chashmish. What he saw did something to tug at his heart and blocked the conversation between Sarala ma and Aaliyah. Pragya stood rooted at the spot eyes brimming with tears while her cute face displayed an array of emotions ranging from fear, hurt, pain & pity.
Pity? Pity for me! I am a rockstar! Why? I don't need anyone's pity! Especially not Chashmish's! But why is she feeling hurt and pity for me..she should be happy! Happy that I got slapped that is also from her own mother...speaking of which, why did Auntyji slapped me in the first place?
Dadi seemed to have read his mind because Abhi heard her voicing the same thing with her ever polite tone but he could hear the slight hurt behind her words.
"Beta..calm down tell me what happened. You seem to be angry with Abhi.. theek hai koi baath nahi... He is your own so it is your right... But dragging him downstairs like this and slapping him...kuch achcha nahi laga na.. Please tell me what happened? What is bothering you? I am sure we can sit and solve whatever that is disturbing you..."
Sarala Ma turned away from Aaliya to Daadi and wiped away her tears.
"Nahi! Ab bus! I have seen enough and heard enough! You are elder to me so I don't want to be rude to you! But this is the end! This has to be! There is no solution to sit and discuss. It is too late! And I will find a solution on my own...please... "Turning to Pragya, Sarala folded her hands, "And all this is because of me...Pragya beta mafi...nahi... How can you even consider forgiving me? I am your own mother and I also failed to understand you! What kind of mother am I?"
Abhi saw tears running down silently from Chashmish's face as she kept shaking her head at her mother's hyper ramblings. " Nahi...ma aap ye kya kehere he? See.. See..whatever you are thinking I am sure it is a misunderstanding...okay? Tell me I will solve it..okay? You please be calm.."
"Kab tak?" Sarala went and held her daughter's trembling hands which further confused Pragya and unleashed a fresh unknown fear of uncertainty within her soul."Haan? Kab tak? You will keep lying to me and you would expect me to keep on believing? You would tell me you are happy and your husband is the best...and he takes care of you and I will keep on believing in your lies? Well, beta not anymore. Suna! Not anymore! Now we are done with these lies! You don't need to lie to me anymore! Because now I know the truth! The truth you hid from me for all these months... The truth which destroyed my Pragya's life! Pragya you did all for your Ma right? Well, not anymore! This lie ends right here. And I will end it for you! And I will see who stops me! Your mother is still alive! And she can still take care of you. You don't have to live this deceitful life anymore beta..."
Both Pragya and Abhi stared at her shocked while Daadi grew disturbed to see her loving potha and her favourite Bahu turning pale. She saw Aaliya stealing glances at her concerned hearing Sarala's words and this only increased her unsettling feeling and she clutched the nearby chair to gain strength to face the unknown yet surely impending disaster looming over her beautiful family.
Meanwhile both Abhi and Pragya had one thought running in their heads. Damage control!
But even as they looked into each other's eyes, deep down somewhere they both knew that this time it will be different... There would be no going back this time... This would be the turning point of their story...
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