Hello friends! So this is a TS based on the Pragya prosing to a sleeping Abhi/ Acid attack/ Kidnap/ TaBhi Wedding track. While we know this track will take at least a month, I wrote a TS just to satisfy our needs! Dont worry in todays TS, I am posting both parts together! So the story is complete! Hope you enjoy reading it! 😳😳
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Not Unless My Rear is on Fire!
"Where? Blue Frog? What is that? - huh? Restaurant, but why? Haan? But what? Hmm..acha okay I will be there in half an hour. Bye" finished Pragya and disconnected the call. Then she looked at an eager Bulbul sitting next to her.
"Bulbul, we will discuss all this a bit later, Abhi has urgently called me to this weird named restaurant in half an hour. Seems like he needs my help with another of his clients. I got to go. But I promise, I will try and talk to him about my feelings before your engagement this evening!"
"Arre di, you're such an innocent fool sometimes! See, jiju has called you to a restaurant right? There will be no distractions like Tanu there! So leave right now and reach there before the clients arrive and without any disturbance, tell him about how you feel for him! Di, this opportunity is great! Grab it okay?"
"Bulbul..I...ummm" but Pragya herself realized Bulbul was right, this was indeed a good opportunity to own up to Abhi about her feelings. "Okay, I will do that Bulbul. Bye now"
***
"Why do you like such less lit creepy places Abhi? I mean, cold you not have called me to one place where I could be mildly more comfortable?"
"Uff fuggy! Here I am in trouble and you are worried about comfort! I need to discuss something very important, and I also need your help - a little bit" finished Abhi looking sheepishly at her.
"What happened Abhi. Is everything alright?"
"No fuggy, everything isn't alright. You know in the Lohri day? The couple who came to our house? The ...the...cli...clients?"
"Yes?...they are troubling you again? I will handle them! In fact----" but before Pragya could finish, her phone was ringing - it said Bulbul on the caller ID. Pragya had momentarily forgotten all about her and Bulbul's plan in her concern for Abhi, but seeing the call it came back to her. She picked up the phone.
"Haan Bulbul, I was just about to...you know what" completed Pragya darting a quick look at Abhi, who was getting more agitated by the minute and seemed least bothered about her coded conversation with her sister.
"Great di! Make sure nothing stops you! You will HAVE to tell jiju that you love him today! No excuses! And also make sure -------"
"Fuggy are you done talking to Bulbul now? This is important and I need to talk to you right now!" piped in an irritated Abhi.
"Yes, yes, one second. Bulbul, I will talk to you later, once I am done okay? Now I need to rush. Bye!"
"Yeah, so fuggy I was saying that.."
"NO. STOP." Blurted out Pragya, raising her palm up before his face like a traffic constable! Had he not been so tensed, he might as well have laughed at the gesture, but now was not a good time to indulge her.
"Now what fuggy?"
"Abhi, I have to tell you something, and I want to have a first go at it."
"You are unbelievable fuggy! Here my rear is on fire and you're asking me to hold on so you can roast your peanuts?" flared Abhi.
"Rear? Fire? Peanuts? Uff, I don't know what you're saying! Look who is wasting time now! Just let me get done with it and then I will listen to whatever you have to say for however long! And yes, I will help you with your clients too! Promise!" said Pragya with an innocent face. Abhi was quiet for a second, lost in her childish expression. Pragya took it to be his consent and began.
"Abhi...main...aap...what I am trying to say is that, you, I mean me...as in..I..wanted to say that I wanted to say it for sometime now that you..I mean I..as in ----"
"What the hell yaar fuggy, if you have to fumble like a goat, you ll have to wait! Now it's not the time. I am saying ---"
"Sorry sorry, actually I ----"
"Fuggy, Tanu and I are marrying in June!" finished Abhi, without bothering to wait for her to finish this time. He was louder than he thought he should have been and this was definitely not the best opening line to the discussion he had in store for them. But it was out now, and he could see Pragya hadn't registered it in one go, she had nodded and was about to continue with what she had to say, but then she stopped - the weight if his words seem to register into her - finally. Abhi sat there holding his breath. He was observing her every movement in details. She looked like she was replaying Abhi's word in her mind and trying to understand what it meant. But whether she did or not, Abhi couldn't see, as a waiter suddenly popped out of nowhere with a few balloons in his hand and addressed Pragya.
"Ma'am, here are the balloons you had requested for"
Pragya stared at the waiter at a loss. She had forgotten about the balloons, in fact she had forgotten why she wanted them even. She took them mechanically from the waiter and Abhi ushered him to leave. Pragya took the balloons and looked at them for a few seconds silently. Then her lips twitched to a slight degree, making it look like she was about to smile. But then she stopped, as if some other thought was again clogging her happy thought.
"Fuggy?" called Abhi uncertainly.
She looked up and then held out the balloons for Abhi to take. Her face expressionless. Abhi didn't understand her actions, but he couldn't think straight right now. Tanu's parents were going to come in a day or two to his house with his and Tanu's wedding proposal. He needed fuggy on board right now to hatch a plan. So, instead of thinking or questioning, he plainly took the balloons from her and motioned for a waiter to come and take them away. Once they were taken, Abhi looked back at Pragya. She was still looking at him expressionlessly. Abhi realized she was too surprised to respond.
"Fuggy, I know this was not the best way to begin the conversation, but well whatever I tell you, the conclusion is that Tanu and I are getting married in June, as decided by you"
"Oh.?"
"Fuggy, remember the Lohri day? The clients you met and helped me with? They weren't clients."
"Who were they?"
"They were...fuggy they were...Tanu's...parents. And the deal' they were referring to was our - Tanu and my - wedding"
Abhi could see a slight layer of water slowly quoting her eyes, but she was in control. A part of his insides curled a little uncomfortably seeing those neatly hidden tears. She wasn't even going to share her sorrow with him? He knew he had hurt her, and she was not expecting this - but where was he expecting this? Now things had paced up so fast that he couldn't keep her in delusion any longer, and waking up seemed very painful for his fuggy. He advanced his hand over the table and clutched her hands resting on the table. They were oddly soft and strangely warm. For a moment he just wanted to press it a little more to feel the softness, but he refrained himself and looked at her.
"Look here fuggy, I know you are hurt, and I didn't want this to come to you this way, but I really have no choice. I need your help"
"You are the cutest ignorant fool I know fuggy" repeated Pragya. As the memory of the Lohri night and her and Abhi's conversation came back to her mind. He had told her that, and she was oblivious towards his hint. She was just happy to help him - help him set up his wedding with Tanu in June next.
"Look here fuggy, I wasn't mocking you then...I was just...Urghh..I don't know why I had even said that. Point is ---"
"Point is you took my help even without my consent. Then why do you ask for consent this time? Could I not be kept ignorant any longer?" She knew she sounded sarcastic, but she meant it genuinely, if only she was kept in the dark, in her delusion, she could have just a few more extra days with him. But now with this knowledge, how will she ever trust him to tell him her feelings? And what was the point of telling him anyway? Thought Pragya.
"Fuggy, I didn't deliberately keep you in the dark that night, I mean, I had called for Purab, but you came..and you were right in front of them and I didn't know how to explain..""
"And all the days that followed after Lohri? You couldn't tell me then? You doubted whether I would help you or not. Hain na Abhi?"
Abhi wanted to negate but he couldn't. She was right, he did think Pragya would go and tell on him to daadi and that was what had kept him from owning up to her. Majorly that, and also he thought he would be able to handle it without bothering Pragya and involving her in this mess. But now when things were out of control and he had no choice but bring the cat out of the bag, he had to trust her. But now sitting before her, he realized thinking that Pragya was going to tell on him was his own delusion, it wasn't ever possible. Pragya wasn't that kind.
"Fuggy, I was scared of losing..."
"Losing whom?" her voice was soft and full of tenderness. For a moment Abhi was carried away enough to say "you" but then he looked away from her mesmerising eyes and looked down at the table.
"Of losing daadi and her trust fuggy" he whispered. He could feel her hand stiffen under his hand.
"Of course Abhi. I understand. I wish you had shown more trust in me. If you want Tanu in your life - in fact why wont you, you always loved her so dearly - I must say Abhi, Tanu is very lucky to have you in her life - I wish you both all the happiness - don't worry, you wont lose daadi, I will talk to her - in fact -----" Abhi could see she was not being able to hold on to her sobs with much success any longer, and those tears were rebelling to come out - her trust in Abhi was broken. Abhi got up from his seat and went close to her, he gave her a slight side hug. "I am so sorry fuggy, I should have told you before, I was only trying to-----"but Pragya sshed him. Wiping her eyes unnecessarily to stop the impending tears from falling, she looked into his eyes - "I will help you Abhi. Let me know what to do."
Then she got up and was about to leave, her eyes fell on a bunch of yellow roses lying on the seat next to Abhi. She gave a teary smile to Abhi.
"You forgot to give me my bribe" Abhi followed her gaze and it landed on the roses he had bought for her and had forgotten about. He pulled it out of the seat and held it out for her. She took it - no she clutched it like it was most prized procession and then walked out of the restaurant followed by Abhi.
"Fuggy do you have a good dress ready for Bulbul's engagement in the evening today? Else we could go shopping now, later there won't be any time left." Abhi tried to bring the mood back to normal before reaching home.
"No thanks Abhi. The roses are bribe enough" she sighed.
***
Pragya was sitting in the guest room. She needed some time off. She couldn't be in her bedroom because Abhi kept lurking there - he was hyper alert about every action of hers today she noticed - just the day she didn't need attention she thought. Hence she came to the guest room and locked the door behind her. She needed the quiet - to gain control over her disoriented brain - and slowly the whole afternoon's incident was sinking in.
Abhi didn't love her - she knew that. Abhi still loves Tanu - she knew that too she reasoned. Abhi wants to marry Tanu - wasn't that obvious? She had known this all along right? Then how did she allow her feelings to come in between and tangle her life. When things were this simple, why was she feeling so used up, lost and consumed in confusion? What was tugging at her heart when she realized Abhi was going to leave her soon? She knew she loved him, but what she wanted to know was, inspite of knowing everything why did she allow herself to love him? Did she not know her luck? This was bound to happen and this could be much less of an emotional blow for her, if she hadn't so hopelessly fallen in love with him. But sitting her alone, she couldn't tug onto rhyme or reason for long, the long due tears since afternoon opened fire and soon she was sitting on the floor by the bed and sobbing her heart out because of the heart break. She felt she could never be whole again - some part of her was lost to Abhi now - her heart. She could never resurface from this loss - she would have to take each day by itself, and find a cause to live on without Abhi; She was broken beyond measure. And she knew one thing for sure, she would never have another such heart break in her life - because she will no more have that innocent vulnerability in her to lose again.
Someone was knocking onto her door. She quickly wiped her eyes and darted towards the door.
"Di? Di are you in there?" came Bulbul's voice. Pragya was taken by aghast.
"Di, reply nah, jiju told me to check on you. You've been inside for too long! I think he is missing you!" giggled Bulbul.
"Haan haan Bulbul. I am inside. I will come out in a bit. You carry on"
"Uff di! Firstly you never told me you and jiju are back! Now you are hiding from me? Again you failed to tell him nah di? Offo! Okay, now you will go and tell him. I will pull you to your bedroom. He is inside, and lock the door from outside and stand guard! Okay?" Pragya was breathing heavily. In all this she had forgotten Bulbul's deal - she had said she would get engaged if Pragya didn't tell Abhi how she felt. But under such circumstances, how could she ever? She knew she couldn't share this with Bulbul - there were too many potential complications. But shat would she do now? Panicked Pragya.
"No, no Bulbul, actually I have spoken to him!"
"WHAAAT?!?!?! Di seriously? Open the door NOW"
Pragya wiped her tears and looked at the mirror and plastered a fake smile on her face and opened the door.
"WOW!! Di, di, di, di...! You told jiju? I am so proud of you! I never thought you will be able to manage it honestly! In fact I was even telling Purab that we should start thinking of a plausible reason for cancelling our engagement today! But you did it! Yeyyy!" then she stopped abruptly and looked tensed again! In her joy she forgot to ask what Abhi had said in response!
"Di, how did jiju react? What did he say? Of course he wouldn't say no...he didn't say no nah di?" asked Bulbul in an urgent whisper.
"No. No of course not - he didn't" choked Pragya.
"Oh My God! Did he say yes then? Oh di! I am soo happy for you! Wait let me go tell Purab! We will both come together to congratulate you then!"
"NO. NO Bulbul NO."
"No? Why di?" asked Bulbul innocently.
"Aree Bulbul, it's your engagement! It's your special day! First let us finish with this, then we will celebrate our news! Until then no running around, teasing or congratulating okay?"
"But di! Acha bunk, tell me what jiju said?"
Pragya turned around, her back now facing Bulbul. She could no longer hold her tears, at least she should hide it from Bulbul she thought - she didn't want to be the cause for hampering her little sister's engagement. She told her an engrossing story about how Abhi was initially taken by surprise and then he had come to accept the fact that he liked her too. How he had given her a bunch of roses and had promised to sort things with Tanu first and then come to her. Bulbul was ecstatic hearing it. She wanted to rush and gloat before Tanu. But Pragya stopped her saying, Abhi hadn't spoken to Tanu about it yet, so the news should be kept under the warp until he talks to her - she said Abhi had promised to speak to Tanu once Bulbul and Purab's engagement was done with. Bulbul was a little disheartened with the outcome, but she was happy that all was sorted in her di's life for once!
***
It was late aternoon when Pragya finally came back to her bedroom. She was ever thankful to see that Abhi was taking a nap out of the day's exhaustion. She walked to his bed quietly and sat beside him. She looked into his face intently for some time, and those treacherous tears escaped her eyes once again. What she couldn't have given to be with him for life, but he had other plans. Tanu was a super model, she couldn't ever compete her - but was she right for Abhi? Pragya had been with Abhi for long enough to realize that he had a heart of gold - Tanu didn't deserve him - but Abhi loved her and that was all that mattered. Nothing else did, no one else did - not even her.
As she stared at his innocent face, blissfully sleeping in a childlike posture. Remorse filled every bit of her. How she wished she had just one more chance to begin life afresh with Abhi - to tell him just once, what he meant for her - only if she could just once tell him how much she loved him - no she couldn't. She knew he had no feelings for her. But would it hurt to tell him how she felt right now in this instant when he is blissfully sleeping and completely unaware of his surroundings? It wouldn't harm anyone. Also it would take that enormous regret off her chest. Sitting here next to Abhi, while he was peacefully asleep, Pragya poured out her heart before him.
"Abhi, have you ever felt the force of the positive and the normative collide inside you? I have. I am going through it right now sitting by you. A fierce battle between what I am doing and what I ought to be doing. I know I ought to preparing for my sister's engagement later in the evening, but here I am sitting next to you, owning up to things I would never be able to own up in front of you when you're awake. Abhi, I love you. Don't ask me since when, I don't know. Maybe from the time you held my family close to you. Maybe from the time you saved our marriage hall. Maybe from the time you stood by me and fought against Aaliyah when you found her guilty or maybe from the time I took the holy seven vows in the wedding fire with you. It can even be when I was snapping at you in the shopping mall such a long time back for writing meaningless songs, or maybe the time when while driving you had splashed mud on me and Suresh all those time back. I sometimes feel there was some conspiracy the universe was playing against me when I fell off the bridge on that starry night and landed straight in your arms - was it a hint? How did the priest even consider matching your and my kunadlis' when I was already engaged to someone else? Was that a calling? Were you and I always meant to be? If so then why are we parting ways Abhi? What if I don't want to leave you? How will I ever be at peace without listening to your tuneless gym music from the shower and realizing you have woken up in time, and it's time to get you coffee? How will I ever go to bed without knowing whether someone has placed those two bottles of water in your mini freezer? I know I shouldn't have loved you, its my fault - but how could I not Abhi? Even in your enemity there was care - I felt it Abhi. You and I are quite the same Abhi, we both had taken on dubious fate all in the name of loved ones. I know I have enough reasons to walk away from this marriage, but to want to stay, I have just one reason. That is, I love you Abhi - more dearly than I have ever loved anyone, more dearly than I love my ma - I love you. I want to be with you. I want your love Abhi...please don't push me away." Pragya was sobbing uncontrollably next to a still Abhi. She felt lighter, happier to let it all out. True Abhi wont know all this, but also true that he indeed had heard it.
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