Pragya Drabble: St Andrews

That early morning, Pragya opened her eyes with a smile plastered on her face.

She stretched her arms and looked across to see her rockstar, almost ex-husband sleeping on the bed. Her smile turned wider looking at him. Oh, she had to thank him. It's because of him she felt this good. He drove her to this decision.

She walked up to him and did the one thing she always wanted to do. She kissed his cheek. He hardly moved.

Just like that, she wanted to kiss the other man too, her best friend who was going to be her next husband. Too bad, he wasn't there.

"Yes" she said to herself and walked to the wardrobe finding all her anarkali duppattas, tied them with one to another, to make a long rope.

She tied that rainbow rope to the railings of the balcony and let it run to the ground. She grabbed her bag, fixed her glasses and holding on to the most colorful rope, she slid down the rainbow.

She took a deep breath and prayed once for her rockstar's Daadi. She knew the old woman was going to be fine. She knew her- she was strong.

Before she was going to act on her plan, she hesitated, she took one step in the direction of her childhood home. Immediately, she thought of the marriage hall that was right across. No, she couldn't risk it. If not the rockstar, if not her friend, her mother was going to find another man to hook her with. She wouldn't risk it. After all, that was the reason for pretty much every issue of her life.

Her mother was going to be fine too. Her sister would take care of her.

And then she called for an auto rickshaw. As she instructed the driver to her destination, she made sure the documents in her bag were in place. The only thing was she didn't have enough warm clothes to face the cold Scotland.

But that didn't matter. She had a scholarship of 15000 pounds a year as a part of her Ph.D. admissions that she had obtained months ago. She had dropped that idea at that time, just because at the last moment she felt too nationalistic to study in Britain which ruled her country once upon a time.

But now, she didn't care. Her personal freedom was more important than everything else. Then only she could think of being a good citizen, a good daughter, a good wife of whatever.

One last time she made sure her passport and visa hadn't expired.

With a huge grin on her face, she bought tickets spending all her saved money.

University of St Andrews it is, she thought, as she grew wings to fly.

Awesome Tia 👏
I can imagine Pragya tieing up her duputtas in colour of a rainbow rope, fixing her glasses and sliding down 😳 😆
Looks like Pragya no more thinking abt others 😛 (I wonder if she will do that for real in kkb land 😳 )
Loved the drabble alot ❤️ would love to read the next part if u write 😳

Tia nice one.

Lovely Tia! Can't wait till she reaches St. Andrews and gets a chance to get her life in order away from having to think about everyone else and focus on herself for a change.

Pls do let me know when/if you post an update.😊

amazing Tia I like the drabble very much...when I was in the process of reading that pragya run away from home I was the kind GO GO pragya do not look behind you 😆...finally a pragya who thinks about her future...nice ...Tia your writing is Awesome

Heheee thanks guys! Not planning to write more for this, but yeah think that I will make Abhi meet her in Scotland after a while.

oh yes! I loved it! if only pragya could do something like this in the show to sort her life out! thanks for posting! i loved it!

She flew away! She flew away! Yes, our cuckoo finally flew over her nest!

Brilliant concept Tia! Scotland-sexy British accent, sexier men. Good for the cool Doctor. Patriotism can happen when her family stops torturing her with men! Men on pause please! (Ok, that pun was not intended.) (maybe it was?)
Anywho, I loved the story! Hugs <3

Originally posted by: MitraAvinash

She flew away! She flew away! Yes, our cuckoo finally flew over her nest!

Brilliant concept Tia! Scotland-sexy British accent, sexier men. Good for the cool Doctor. Patriotism can happen when her family stops torturing her with men! Men on pause please! (Ok, that pun was not intended.) (maybe it was?)
Anywho, I loved the story! Hugs <3