Pragya ran into the room shutting the door and began to cry vigorously. Daadi and the rest of the family began to run up the stairs worried about her and pounded on the door but she ignored them. All she could think of was that her life had been ruined. He had leaked the MMS on the internet and she could not do anything about it. Why was her luck so bad? What had she done to anyone that she was being punished this way? Why was her life such a mess? Every time she got rid of one problem another would come up. All she had wished for was a simple quite life but since Abhi and Aliya had entered her life she felt used. What did they think she was? A toy that they could use and play about with whenever they felt like it? She loved Abhi but why did he hate her so much? Why had he done this to her? The MMS had been leaked from his laptop. All she could hear were people pointing at her and talking about her. She was confused and after coming home she realised what had happened.
Her phone began to ring... It was Sarla. Pragya disconnecting the call not wanting to answer any more questions. It beeped again and she saw it was her friend from college where she taught. The message was also about the MMS. Pragya threw her phone away in anger and began to cry at her bad luck. She hugged her knees trying to block out all that had happened to her recently. No matter how hard she tried to forget all the images of people talking about her flashed before her. She could not face the world with a stain on her character but what could she do now. She had tried to be so strong but even the strongest had their limit and this was it. She had faced the world in every possible situation and always supported the truth but now who would listen to her? She couldn't do anything to make anyone believe her. No one listened and those who did wouldn't believe her. She had sacrificed so much for her family but now she couldn't bear the pain anymore. She could not think straight in the circumstances.
Outside Akaash and Abhi were beginning to worry as they heard Pragya crying harder with each moment. Daadi was trying to persuade Pragya to open the door but she didn't reply no matter how much they tried. Aliya and Tanu watched from a distance as they mentally danced at their victory. This was exactly what the behenji deserved after ruining their life.
"I think we are going to have to break the door." Said Akaash and Abhi agreed. They began to push harder. The door was too weak to bear the weight of such force and gave way. The door slammed open and Abhi along with the rest of the family were shocked to find Pragya holding a knife to her wrist. She was about to cut when Abhi came forward and threw the knife away.
"Are you mad?" He screamed. "What do you think you are doing? I mean could you even think of doing such a thing. At least think about your family, my daadi, those who love you!" He shouted.
Pragya felt anger grow inside her. "That's exactly what I have been doing since childhood, sacrificing my own happiness for those around me. And yes I am mad, you know why?!?" She shouted back. Abhi looked at her eyes which were bloodshot red and swollen. "I was mad because I wished for a simple and sweet life. I was mad to think I would get a husband that would love me. I was mad because I thought by sacrificing my own happiness for my family and those who loved me I would get something. I was mad for falling in love. I was mad because I fell in love again. I am a human as well. I have feelings. I am not a toy that you can use when you want and then throw away once you get bored. I am tired... tired of trying so hard to keep everyone happy. I can only do so much but of course it is still not enough. I prayed in front of God for my whole lifetime and what did I get? What did I get?" She asked again looking at everyone for an answer. No one said anything and they looked at the floor.
"Look at me!" She shouted. "Look at me!" She repeated. "This is what I got. I got married for revenge over a mistake I never committed. I got a friend who loved my sister. I got a husband who believes every word others say but not a single word from his wife with whom he has spent so much time. He believes a fake video but not his family's truth. In fact he blames his own wrong deeds on me. Yes! This is what I got. I never asked for this did I? Did I? What have I ever done to you that you paid me back in this way?" She pointed her finger at Abhi.
Abhi looked up and he saw those eyes again, the ones he was afraid to look into knowing that his thoughts would be over powered by those in his heart. He saw her eyes that had many questions for him and lots of hope which he knew her had shattered. He had broken her in such a way that she... Pragya Arora, the girl that stood up for the truth and faced the world was now standing as if she was a corpse who had no reason to live. Why? All because of him...
"Why?" Pragya asked again. "Yes, I began to love you." She confessed which surprised him. "I began to feel for you after you did so much for my family. That is why I wanted to do something for you whenever I got the chance. I helped you fix your guitar that night because I knew how much that concert meant for you." Abhi was shocked as she said this. She had been the one to fix the guitar but then what about the video. When was that made?
Pragya saw his confused look and continued. "I was wrong though wasn't I? How would I have known that when I finally found a reason to find life happy it would be taken away from me in such an away? How? That night was the night my whole life changed once again. I should have know what as well though shouldn't I? Why? Because I already knew that my happiness would never last long. Because I knew that every other human on this planet was allowed to live the way they wanted and enjoy life but I couldn't. I was not allowed to enjoy life because it was a sin for me, wasn't it? I was such a fool to think that maybe my husband would love me back... or if not love then at least respect and trust me but no! I was such a fool to even think that. He thinks I am characterless, a gold digger, ugly and don't deserve love. He is right... I am characterless because I never thought about any other man other than him, a gold digger because I never once asked for anything after marriage, ugly I know I am and I don't deserve love either because I care about others too much."
Everyone stood silent listening to her each word. Abhi and daadi realised how much she had been through while Tanu and Aliya still smirked at her state.
"I am tired!" Pragya said, her voice was becoming faint now. "I want to live life like every other person... I want to enjoy my life." Her voice was becoming quieter with every word she spoke and she felt everything spinning before blacking out.
Abhi ran forward to catch her just in time before she hit the floor and picked her fragile body up. He realised how thin and gentle she felt, as if the slightest touch would break her. She had changed so much since Abhi had last noticed her properly. It wasn't just the swollen red eyes but also the dark circles around them. She had always had a delicate body frame and he had never thought it was possible for her to lose any more weight but he noticed how different she felt. He laid her down on the bed while Akaash phone the doctor. Abhi shook Pragya but she didn't wake up. Daadi too sat down next to her and held her hand while Akaash motioned everyone to go out wanting them to see her on their own without any commotion.
Tanu felt angry that Abhi was caring for chashmish so much and stepped forwards to talk to him but Aliya put her hand on her shoulder firmly leading her out to talk to her. They both walked out as the doctor arrived to check Pragya.
The doctor checked Pragya's pulse along with her BP and told Abhi that she had fainted because of stress.
"Please try to keep her away from stress as much as possible because it could cause more damage. I have written some medicines and make sure she eats properly because she is very weak." Said the doctor before Akaash led her out.
Abhi sat down next to her and hated himself for all that had happened. He was her culprit and he knew it was going to be hard to make up for everything but he promised himself her would. He had to because it was the last thing he could do to make her happy again.
He walked around the bed to his daadi who was still holding Pragya hand. She still couldn't believe that Abhi could do this to her but her state showed her he had done this. He had ruined an innocent girls life who never asked for anything. Abhi kneeled down infront of this daadi but she looked away. She felt ashamed to even call him her grandson. He had broken her trust and belief in him. Abhi noticed her looking away and felt hurt that even she did not trust her grandson.
"Do you really think I could do that daadi. You know I never leaked the MMS on the internet. I wouldn't dream..." Abhi didn't finish his sentence as he felt a hand slap him across the face.
"Stop it Abhi" She shouted "Please stop it. Stop lying. Do you really expect me to believe you after what you have already done. You ruined an innocent girls life and now you think I should listen that you didn't do anything wrong!"
"Daadi I know what I did was wrong but trust me I have got nothing to do with the MMS." Abhi begged her to listen to him but Daadi wouldn't listen to him.
Abhi cried and pleaded but she would not budge. There was silence for a few moment before daadi spoke again.
"24 hours." She said finally. "That's what you gave my bahu to prove herself right? Well, I give you 24 hours to prove your self but if you cannot then never speak to me again."
Abhi wiped his tears and promised Daadi that he would prove himself no matter what. He then realised how Pragya had begged him to believe her before he had given her 24 hours and now realised how desperate she must have felt when no one was supporting her. He touched Daadi's feet, looked at Pragya again, touching her hand before leaving to find out who had done this dreadful deed because he was not going to spare them.
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