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"Ma'am your tea"
"Sorry cancel it"
"But ma'am..."
"Here is the money...", she rushed out of the cafe hurriedly to call her friend in Delhi who had just shared a photo of him in a social networking site.
After 3 days...
He opened the door and saw her. She was standing there in front of him in the same saree that he had gifted her 4 years ago. He was sure that he was dreaming. How many times had he dreamed of her waking up him with coffee, her smiling at him, her laughing aloud etc? "This is getting worse", he thought and closed the door. But something made him open the door again and she was still there looking at him with a mix of surprise and disappointment in her face. Pragya wouldn't be disappointed in his dreams but here she was... Was she frowning? He slowly raised his hand up to her nose. But before he could touch her nose, she pinched his arm.
"Ouch", he shouted.
"Pragya", he said surprised as the realization hit him that she was really standing in front of him.
"Yes, I am Pragya. I hope you do remember me?"
"Are you joking? How can I...?", he began to ask but didn't finish his question and hugged her.
As they pulled apart, she asked him whether she was allowed to enter his home.
"Sorry. I was so surprised to see you here that I forgot everything else. Please come inside", he paved the way.
"Your house is so organized. Doesn't look like your hostel room", she said surveying the rooms.
"Well, I have improved now", he said clasping his hands together out of nervousness or excitement he didn't know. He lead her to the living room and made her sit on the sofa.
"Tea?", he asked.
"You make tea?"
"Hey! What do you think of me? I am not the same 21 year old Abhishek. 3 years have passed. You can expect some changes in me", he chuckled.
After few minutes, he came back with two cups - one with tea and one with coffee.
"Just like how I like it", she said after taking a sip.
"So..."
"So?"
"How did you come here?"
"Oh yeah.. A friend staying here in Delhi had actually shared a picture of him last month and I saw a drawing of yours in a newspaper in the photo. So I had asked her about the newspaper and then I got to know about your work. And then, I got your address through some people and here I am."
"You came to Delhi just to see me?"
"Is that a problem?", she asked him and started looking around.
"Are you married? Is there any 2 year old kid that's going to come running to you shouting PAPA'? Is there any girl staying here who would ask you who am I?"
That question of hers made him laugh.
"Why are you laughing?", she scowled at him.
"You know that you don't know sarcasm. Your sarcasm sucks. Why do you try?", he laughed again.
She pouted but then something else caught her attention.
"You read my books?", she asked him nonplussed as she saw her novel in his bookshelf.
"You expect me to not know that you have published a book?"
"No. I mean I didn't think you would remember me"
"You are my first girlfriend"
The mention of the girlfriend' got her into defensive mode as usual.
"I am not your girlfriend"
"Technically, we never broke up. So you are my girlfriend"
"Technically, I never said 'yes' to you."
"You didn't say 'no' too"
"Can we leave this topic please?", she said as she was getting embarrassed.
"If you say so"
"I feel bad that you have known about my books but I didn't know about you or your drawings"
"It's okay boyfriends' don't give up on their girlfriends' easily"
"I said let's not talk about this", she said annoyed.
"Ok girlfriend"
"Pragya. Call me Pragya"
She felt him kissing her cheek all of a sudden and turned towards him to look at him in shock. He started apologizing.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to... I..."
She relaxed and kind of smiled at him but then he said something surprising her.
"It was not my fault. It's your mistake"
He looked at him puzzled. How is him kissing her cheek my mistake? She really didn't want to hear some cheesy line from Abhishek but was curious of what he would say.
"You turned away unexpectedly. That's why the kiss landed on your cheeks. I didn't mean to kiss your cheeks"
She felt flustered and her cheeks turned red.
"Abhishek!!!"
"Yes that is me", she chuckled.
"You didn't change at all."
"I have changed. I am more romantic now. Want a demo?", he went closer to her.
She picked the pillow on the sofa and beat him with it. He got another pillow and they start having a pillow fight.
"I am not your girlfriend"
"You are."
"I am NOT"
"You are..."
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"No"
"Yes"
"The truth is out", he smirked.
"I love you", she confessed finally before hugging him tight.
"I know"
"Why did you leave me then?"
"I know you would find me and come to me one day"
"What if I didn't come?"
"That's not an option. I know you would come"
"How are you so sure?"
"I know you love me"
"I never told you 'yes'"
"You never told me 'no'"
"That doesn't mean 'I love you'"
"That means you can't say 'I don't love you'"
"What kind of logic is this?"
"Abhishek's logic"
THE END
Hi Sowmi!! Does this story ring a bell in your mind? 😆 This is my attempt to continue one of the AUs you shared in the AT few months ago. Sorry, it didn't come out as planned and might not have impressed you. But I hope it made you smile at least for a second. 😳
Sowmi's original AU
"While they were in school, Pragya was a writer while Abhi was an artist. Abhi was drawing the characters, settings, etc. for Pragyas stories. After school. they fall apart n go in different directions. Years passed and Abhi hasn't stopped drawing, even without Pragya's stories which gave life into the characters. One day Pragya chances upon Abhi's sketching in a cafe which brings back old memories. Thus starts the quest to find Abhi."
Edited by -Nive- - 8 years ago
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Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
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