Abhigya OS - Memories
Abhi walked out of the washroom to find Lady Mogambo sitting at the dressing table huffing all shades of pink in frustration.
"Oye lady mogambo don't, you look scary, my fuggy will get nightmares if you carry on making those faces" he laughed at her only to anger her further.
"Shut up, already because of someone in your family has caused enough damage, if once I find them I won't spare them!" She moaned throwing the clip away only hurting herself further.
Abhi eyed her carefully wondering why she was behaving in such a way to notice burns on her hands and instantly realised they must have occurred after the previous day's disaster. He remembered her smiling face when he had untied her hands and remembered the same glisten on fuggy's face the day he had rescued her from the kidnappers. His thoughts were interrupted with a whimper from Pragya.
"Ouch" Pragya hissed again failing to clip her long hair into place.
She sat with her head in her hands when she felt someone place their hands on her gently and start brushing her hair.
She looked up to see Abhi who didn't make any eye contact with her but she still smiled.
"Look fuggy this lady mogambo is such a drama queen, she had made me into a servant"
"What! I didn't ask you to do this did I!"
"No but fuggy changed me from a heartless man into a humane person who can't see others in pain"
Pragya silenced at that not wanting to say anymore. She didn't want to ruin this sweet moment by bringing back old memories that would only lead to arguments.
"Oww careful!" She hissed.
"What! I'm trying you should thank me"
"Yeah but look this isn't right, this is sticking out at the end" she pointed to a strand of hair.
"Listen I am no hair dresser your going to have to make do with this, stop moaning otherwise I will leave" Abhi undid her hair in anger but restarted with extra care touching her bare back accidentally. It had been distracting him ever since. He remembered how his shy fuggy always covered herself completely and how he had dreamed of making her his in every way and also those accidental slips they had before each other. Time changed people so much, or had she never been the one she seemed. Abhi continued the task even so.
"Like this?" He asked
"Yes like that" Pragya continued to instruct him and soon her hair was complete.
"Damn there's a little left to tie" Abhi told her.
Abhi pulled her hair but it was stuck in the zip of her blouse.
"Ouch it's stuck"
"I know just let me will you"
His fingers brushed down to her blouse as he tried to pull it but they both knew that without untying the blouse his attempt would be useless and Pragya had already struggled to get changed in the first place. Without warning Abhi gently touched the zip to untie it but she flinched asking him to look away and Abhi instantly remembered the same fuggy in the changing room when they went shopping. In fact that had been the day he had given her the name in the first place.
Abhi nodded and gently pulled her hair out before quickly pushing it up again. In fact he forgot for a moment that it was lady mogambo and not his fuggy sitting before him until he looked in the mirror to see her breathing heavily and blushing. He always saw glimpses of fuggy in her but seeing him staring she adjusted herself in her seat looking away.
Abhi moved away gently and walked out without a say while Pragya sat there smiling at the little moment they had just shared.
If only those painful to remember memories could be turned to a beautiful future for them both. If only...
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