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Posted: 10 years ago

#161

[10 Jan/15]

originally posted here in AT 70

MAPPING TILS

abhi counting pragya's tils/beauty marks

*abhigya lying in bed...recovering...*

a: heyyy chashmish i have to do inventory lie on your stomach 🤓

p: what???

a: just make like a fish come on fuggy

p: uff!! *rolls onto her belly* 😵

a: one on her shoulder...one on her hip...one on her toe...*flips chashmish over*...one on her thigh...one on her breast...hrmm is that all of them???

p: what are you doing!! 😡

a: making a map! ☺️

p: why, are you gonna get lost??? 🤣

a: yes - lost in you 😃

p: 😳

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#162

[14 Jan/15]

originally posted here in AT 71. alternate title - "chemistry"
THE SECRET

*abhigya have a SECRET*

*they don't love each other...they don't trust each other...they don't plan to have a future together...*

*but...*

*they have Chemistry, and they can't fight it anymore*

*one night nok jhok led to them falling on the bed together...*

*which had often happened...*

*but this time abhi didn't snap out of his trance and push pragya away in disgust...*

*and pragya didn't blush and scramble away when she realized his hand had...accidentally landed right on the roundest part of her chest...*

*and an eyelock led to a kiss...*

*and a kiss led to an embrace...*

*and a lot more happened, pretty much everything happened*

*though not really everything, because they discovered on further occasions that there were other things, or other versions of everything*

*but that's skipping ahead*

*the point is abhigya's SECRET is that they've decided to have a physical relationship while they're married*

*even though they don't plan to stay married*

*even though their emotional relationship is a mess of misunderstandings, lies, confusion, wrong expectations, etc etc etc dysfunction to the max...*

*even though pragya knows it's morally wrong*

*even though abhi knows it's incredibly irresponsible*

*they just can't help it...chemistry, and close quarters, and honestly it's just fun...*

*because when they are in bed...or against the closet door...or by the balcony curtains...or on the sofa...or on the ottoman...or on the floor...when they are busy, all their animosity gets suspended*

*and they just enjoy what they're doing*

*and afterwards they don't cuddle and they don't talk and they pretend like it's nothing because that's just how it has to be*

*and they don't show any change to the world; no one knows that they've taken this step*

*abhi does find that he somehow...can't think of tanu like that anymore...she's still his girlfriend but he doesn't want to touch her...but once chashmish is out of his life that will all be sorted...so for now he does what he can to keep tanu at peace with him, without having to actually be intimate with her...*

*so abhi is the king of nautanki...but he's only good at acting out his own plots*

*he doesn't do very well with following others directions*

*and pragya hasn't given him directions, exactly...they've just sort of agreed to keep acting as if nothing has changed between them*

*but everything has changed, and after a few days of getting used to the idea, abhi starts to forget how things used to be*

*and he doesn't remember that he's not supposed to put his hand on chashmish's back in front of the whole family...when the daasis laugh and give him an approving wink at that, he just smiles back and slides his hand all the way around chashmish's almost non-existent waist...*

*and it takes him a moment to understand why chashmish is scowling and trying to scuttle away from him*

*and then he drops his arm like it's burning...*

*but really what burns is the dreadful realization that he's actually not allowed to hold her in public...even though three hours ago he had her clinging to his neck, his hands roaming her back, the two of them moving in the roughest, most delicious harmony...*

*and poor abhi keeps having moments like this, reaching for his chashmish outside their bedroom only to be reminded by her reaction and everyone else's surprise that he's not supposed to be touching her at all, ever...*

*and confused abhi quickly becomes frustrated abhi...and frustrated abhi quickly becomes irresponsible abhi...*

*and one day chashmish is walking from daadi's room to the kitchen with an empty tray as abhi's coming down the stairs*

*and there's no one to be seen in the halls...*

*and abhi doesn't want to wait eight hours until they're back behind closed doors to hold her again...*

*so he stops her and grabs her tray and sets it on a side table and pulls her against a pillar...*

*and he answers her annoyed questions with a grin and very deliberately plants his palms on the pillar, bringing his body right up against hers...*

*which has the perfect effect of silencing her questions and turning on her...on mode*

*and he doesn't even have to say anything, in the next moment they are kissing*

*it's definitely a mutual kiss, chashmish seems to have forgotten her rules about 'only in our bedroom'*

*and they're so lost in each other, pragya's hands twined in abhi's hair and utterly ruining his careful styling, abhi's fingers trailing up and down the zipper of her anarkali wanting to pull it open but just barely managing not to...*

*so lost that they don't hear the outraged gasp*

*they don't hear the furious yell*

*they don't hear aaliya trying to pull her friend away*

*no they don't notice anything*

*until tanu comes and smacks abhi with her purse*

*and it causes his mouth to crush against pragya's a little too roughly, and teeth clash with teeth, and the magical kiss ends with sad abruptness*

*and even though abhi is vaguely aware that some sort of parasite is attacking him, his first concern is whether he's hurt chashmish*

*because it's not that he doesn't like biting her lip, and it's not that she doesn't like him biting her lip, it's just that it's not supposed to happen by accident*

*but pragya's lips are fine, no harm done by anyone's teeth*

*and her hands are drifting away from his head*

*and abhi doesn't like that feeling so he catches her hands and holds them as he turns to face his assailant*

*and tanu screeches and accuses and generally does all the things a girlfriend has a right to do when she finds her man making out with someone else against a pillar*

*because of course tanu has not gotten the message that he's not her man and she's not his girlfriend anymore*

*and who can blame her, because abhi has been too distracted and too self-involved to bother giving her the message*

*but pragya has better things to do than listen to chudail rant while buddhu rockstar just stares at her, so she starts to pull her hands away*

*which jolts abhi back to a sense of what is important*

*and so he unceremoniously interrupts india next not-model*

a: TANU.

t: and i can't believe you - what?

a: I'm very busy. And also we're done. BYE.

t: what!? where are you going! why are you lifting her! ABHI COME BACK HERE! ABHI I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU!

p: omg let me down

a: nope not ever again

p: it's the middle of the day!!

a: it's the beginning of the rest of our lives

p: who are you and how did you get replaced with a hallmark card

*abhi doesn't reply because they've reached their room and he's locked the door...*

*and tanu tried to chase them up the stairs and even now she's banging on their door*

*but abhi sends a quick message to his security team and they will come take care of the problem*

*and yes there will be hell to pay later, because you can't just evict a girl from your life like that*

*but abhigya will deal with it later...Chemistry has taken over for now 😳*

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Posted: 10 years ago

#163

[14 Jan/15]

originally posted here in AT 71. inspired by a pretty lavendar sari worn by ishita on YHM.

THE SARI

Pragya pinned her aanchal to her blouse and straightened the front drape of her sari. She saw that the top border was flipped at the edges and she lid her thumb along the seam until it was fixed.

She tugged at the back of her blouse to make sure it was lying flat against her skin. Then she ran a hand through her hair, fluffing out her curls even though she'd already spent twenty minutes setting her hairstyle.

She pressed a finger to her bindi, firming the adhesion to her forehead. She'd never had a problem with this brand, but it couldn't hurt to be careful.

She pulled out her mangal sutra and arranged it so that it hung neatly against her chest, on top of her sari. She had already applied her sindoor - using the liquid tube and sponge applicator she'd recently bought, instead of the classic powder she'd been using all these months - so really, there was nothing left to be done.

Finally she had to admit to herself that she was wasting time. She was all dressed, and all that remained was to carry herself through her day without regretting her new choices.

She gave herself an encouraging smile in the mirror, and then turned to pick up her bag from the bed. At last she was ready to leave, but just as she headed toward the door, Abhi came out from the shower.

***

At first all Abhi saw across the room was a confusing blur of purple. But then he blinked a few times, and the blur resolved itself into the image of a woman in a lavender-coloured sari.

A woman with long, loose, curly hair. A woman with a familiar startled expression on her face.

A woman wearing wire-rimmed rectangular glasses.

His wife.

Chashmish crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows at him, and Abhi snapped back to himself.

He angled his head and let out a low whistle. "What's all this Chashmish? Looking good, but what are you up to?"

Chashmish blushed, but then she looked away from him and seemed to gather strength. She slid her bag onto her shoulder and continued walking to the door.

It really seemed that she was going to leave without answering, but then just as she opened the door she said over her shoulder, "Late for work. See you this evening!"

Then she stepped out, leaving his eyes burning with a flash of waist as her aanchal swung across her back.

Wait, was that a transparent sari?

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#164

[15 Jan/15]

originally posted here in AT 72, continuing from a piece by Tia

DRABBLE: camping honeymoon

"fun in the forest, he said" pragya grumbled as she stood under a tree. she pulled her thin shawl closer around her. it was not enough protection from the cold night air, but it was better than nothing.

abhi was struggling to pitch their tent. contrary to his claims of sufficient outdoorsy experience, he was actually clueless about what he was doing. on his previous trips he'd been with friends who'd taken care of things like tents, sleeping bags, and coolers full of food. all he'd had to do was be his obnoxious rockstar self and enjoy the wilderness.

not that pragya was observing anything enjoyable about the wilderness.

she'd always been a city girl, and she'd never understood the appeal of camping. abhi had sold her on this trip by emphasizing how romantic and memorable it would be to get away from everyone - they loved their family but life at mehra madhouse could get claustrophobic - and spend some quality time together. he'd spoken of cuddling under the stars and slow lovemaking in a cozy moonlit tent. she'd had visions of dawn-time visits to fresh clear streams, and long lazy conversations by a fire.

she had not counted on it being so damn cold, or there being mosquitoes, or them packing much less water than was needed, and nevermind about abhi's completely inadequate idea of travel food...!

finally abhi had the tent more or less up. he turned to her with an expectant smile, waiting for congratulations and praise. she just rolled her eyes and huffed past him, dragging her heavy bag into the tent with her.

"make sure you set up those animal precautions i researched!" she commanded, before zipping up the tent so she could change out of her hiking gear.

as she put on her long pajamas, she had to ask herself why she'd ever thought this trip could be remotely sexy. she should have realized when he'd ordered these clothes that this was not going to be her kind of honeymoon!

abhi came back to the tent soon after pragya was as settled as she could get in her newly purchased sleeping bag. he traded his clothes for something marginally more comfortable but not at all sexy and lay down in his own sleeping back beside her.

for a while they lay in silence. pragya was trying to sleep, ignoring her disappointment about the day and just focusing on how glad she was to finally be resting. she didn't know what abhi was up to, and since they'd argued before setting up the tent, she didn't feel like starting a conversation to find out.

gradually abhi shifted closer to her. finally he said, "chashmish...where's your chashma?"

pragya turned awkwardly in her sleeping bag until she was facing him. "on my face. is there anywhere in this tent to put it!'

abhi reached over and plucked her glasses off her face. he ignored her scowl as he carefully folded them and set them behind his head.

then he brought his hand to her face, slowly tracing one knuckle against her cheek. "chashmish, i'm sorry about today. i should have planned better."

pragya wanted to be sarcastic with him...but it had been a long day, and she was tired, and somehow with him this close to her, the tent was kind of cozy after all...and there was a little bit of moonlight too.

so she only said, "yes you should have."

"do you want to go back tomorrow?" he asked, and she could tell he was trying to sound like he wouldn't be disappointed, but he would be.

"maybe not..." she finally answered. "but you promised me fun in the forest, abhi. how are we gonna have any fun if we're this tired and cranky all the time?"

"well...if you sleep tonight, you won't be tired tomorrow...and since the tent is already set up, we can do anything we want during the day...there won't be anyone to watch...or hear..."

pragya's mind seized on the implications of this comment, and she started to imagine how tomorrow afternoon could be fun indeed...not romance under the stars or by moonlight, but...fun in the forest...yes, maybe they could manage that after all...

"okay...i'll be a good girl and sleep now...so that tomorrow i can be your bad girl when i'm not shivering in the cold...is that how it's going to be?"

"sounds about right..."

"then...goodnight abhi..."

"goodnight...bad girl"

pragya laughed and finally felt comfortable enough to sleep...and abhi too slept with a smile on his face, looking forward not to the morning but to the afternoon...

END

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#165

[16 Jan/15]

orignally posted here in AT 72

CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT

*abhigya on the french coast*

*rockstar has booked a suite at secluded villa with its own clothing optional beach...they don't exactly have the place to themselves, but they have a lot of privacy...they can see other couples around meal times if they want to socialize...*

*they check in late at night and just sleep, tired from travelling*

*they wake up late the next day, have a lazy long breakfast...*

*as they're heading back to the room abhi begins his mission of "convincing biwi..."*

a: chashmish you know naa...this is the place

p: yes i know

a: so you're ready...you're willing?

p: we'll have a nice day at the beach

a: it's very sunny today...you brought enough sunscreen?

p: i won't need sunscreen i have a hat

a: but...the rest of you...

p: haaye you want me to get a tan? and ruin my skin? no thanks!

a: chashmishhh it's our honeymoon...tans are very fashionable naa

p: since when do i care about fashion

a: but you care about me right? i explained to you about this beach, you said you'd think about it

p: i've thought about it

a: and???

p: clothing optional...i'll exercise my options

*abhi groans, he knows this means she won't go along...and if she won't, he won't...what fun is there in being naked in the sun if she won't join him!*

*abhi says nothing more and grumpily gets dressed...at this beach the standard for men is speedos but he's feeling meh so he just wears regular boring swim trunks...*

*pragya comes out ready for the beach in a loose mesh coverup, an oversize sunhat and big sunglasses...abhi thinks it's kinda cute to see his chashmish looking so breezy and he cheers up a little...*

*abhigya make their way to a secluded corner of the beach...there are trees to one side and big rocks around, so it's definitely private enough...they might still have to worry about long-lens paparazzi but abhi has paid a lot of money to stay at this resort, which is good about keeping them away...and although he is famous, he's not so famous that the indian media companies will pay their reporters to follow him on his extravagant european honeymoon...and of course they also know that if they dare to publish the wrong kind of picture of abhi's wife, he will end them...so abhi is at peace about this little beach trip*

*not that chashmish is gonna be in any scandalous photos anytime soon...she doesn't want to tan, and she's still too shy to show much skin outside their bedroom...*

*inside their bedroom of course he's seen it all...she actually likes having the lights on, which he really likes about her...*

*abhi is distracted by pleasant memories as they reach their little patch of the beach...pragya sets out towels and their picnic basket, and then lies down to get comfy with her book...*

*abhi sighs...he can see it's going to be one of those mornings, when chashmish ignores him for her reading...sometimes he gets jealous of those romance novels heroes, more able to hold his wife's attention than he is!'*

*abhi lies down on his back beside her...sets his arms behind his head, has his shades on...just soaks up the sun and starts to doze...*

*he is drifting into a daydream about the time pragya wanted to play with whipped cream and honey...now that they are in france maybe they can take the pastry game up to a new level...*

*he hears some rustling and opens one eye to see what chashmish is up to...*

*and then he scrambles into a sitting position and takes off his sunglasses...because chashmish is...chashmish is undressing!*

*pragya flings off her coverup to reveal...a tankini!! a cute floaty top that hits her just short of mid-thigh...he can't see the bottoms under it but they're definitely too short to be shorts...and the top is a halter - no sleeves! this is vary daring for chashmish!*

*abhi whistles in appreciation*

*pragya insouciantly ignores him...tosses off her hat and fluffs out her hair...*

a *in a low voice*: very nice chashmish

p *nonchalant*: it's not for you...it's just so warm here. and the sun is nice. i don't think i'll get too dark after all.

a: mm...your legs are going to get a nice sexy tan...arms too...

p: go back to sleep, rockstar. i have another chapter to get through before i'll have time for you.

*abhi sighs...there's no arguing with her in this mood...puts his sunglasses back on, goes back to dozing...*

*since there seems to be no sex in the cards this morning, his mind starts to wander to another source of pleasure, namely food...he remembers the amazing pizza they had in italy, and how chashmish let him lick the sauce from the corner of her mouth after they left the restaurant, and then she'd pulled him into the shadows of the piazza and he'd forgotten everything he'd ever learned about garlic breath because her kisses were like miracles...*

*his memories are abruptly interrupted by chashmish calling out to him*

p: eyyy rockstar...help with this knot please...!

*abhi sees pragya fiddling with her halter top at the back of her neck...he obligingly unties it, not realizing that she means to take it off...*

*the top loosens, and pragya slides it off...revealing...a bandeau bikini top and...a g-string bikini bottom!!*

*this is beyond abhi's wildest dreams*

*she's worn lacy lingerie for him before in private but he'd never thought he'd see her like this, barely covered in two tiny scraps of cloth, out in broad daylight...*

*his jaw drops open...his mouth goes dry...his eyes are glued to those few small areas of her skin not already bared to his sight...*

p: thank you rockstar. i'm not done my chapter yet but the sun was really getting to me.

*pragya goes back to her book and ignores him*

*abhi swallows hard...reminds himself that he has to be patient with her...even when she surprises him like this...*

*abhi looks around the beach, staring hard into the treeline and in all the distant corners, wanting to be sure no one is getting an eyeful that they shouldn't...*

*these eyefuls are only for him!*

*he accepts that there don't seem to be any prying peepers around...he takes another look at his biwi from the corner of his eye...the long elegant line of her torso...her sweet hips and sexy legs...*

*his pulse starts to race...his blood starts to...thicken...*

*he realizes he's having a bit of a...problem...so he flips onto his belly...counts sheep...tries not to think about the problem his wife doesn't have time for...*

*he's too worked up to think of specific memories or fantasies...just lost to the burgeoning feelings...he'll have to do something about them soon but he keeps reminding himself give her time, be patient...*

*then he finally hears chashmish put down her book...sounds like she's reaching for something in her bag...he pretends not to notice any of it*

*something thumps against his shoulder and as he sits up chashmish says to him...*

p: you know rockstar, you were right, i want to feel this delicious sun everywhere. help me with the lotion ok?

*without waiting for an answer, pragya undoes her bikini top...*

*before abhi can recover from the blinding flash of her breasts freed in front of his eyes...she reaches down and unties her thong...*

*abhi's mind is in overload - biwi's breasts naked! biwi's...everything naked! and and and and...!*

*and...!!!!*

*biwi has...a landing strip?? haaaye!! what happened to his natural garden? he's never known chashmish to groom there before but now she has this neat and tidy rectangle...which is absolutely pointing the way...to a place he doesn't need directions to...but his mind really likes the hint...!*

a *in a strangled voice*: chashmish!!

p *neatly puts away her teeny tiny swimclothes and turns to him - and notices how his eyes follow her bouncing bits as she moves*: hmm? did you shake the bottle yet? you have to do that or the sunscreen won't come out properly

a: chashmish!!! chashmish!!!!

p: yes????

a: you...you...

p: haaye, what are you going on about? just give me the bottle! *grabs the sunscreen from him and shakes the bottle herself*

*abhi doesn't know where to look...as her arms move, so do...other parts...but meantime his eyes are still caught on that landing strip...such a suggestive patch...and he's still shocked to see such a provocative, deliberate thing on his innocent, untamed biwi...!*

*pragya sees that abhi is going to be no help so she huffs and finally opens the sunscreen herself...squeezes some onto her palm...starts applying it to her arms, and chest, and belly...*

*abhi snaps out of his daze*

a: uh yes let me help you with that - *reaches for the bottle*

*pragya holds onto the bottle, slowly applying sunscreen down her thigh...and her calf...and her foot...and along the other leg...*

p: hang on i'm almost done the front...you do the back ok?

*abhi gulps and wordlessly accepts the task and the bottle...pragya turns onto her stomach and every inch of the back of her body is bare and just waiting for him to smooth on the protective lotion...*

*abhi is frozen in a combination of surprise and overwhelming lust...he can't see her like this and not want her right then...*

*she turns her head and raises her eyebrow at him...and he remembers that this resort has rules...they can't just get busy on the beach after all...and now she wants to sunbathe...*

*so all he can do is slowly apply the lotion...tease her with his skimming fingertips...warm her up with his questing palms...*

*and sure enough as he focuses on getting every bit of her covered with the oily sunscreen...he hears her breathing change...a tell-tale scent hits the air...*

*abhi leans over pragya's back, whispers into her ear...*

a: chashmish...still want to just lie here?

p: oh...you know what i want. but we can't on the beach. and i don't want to get dressed to go back to the room. do something!

a: of course baby...let's go into the water, there are no rules about that...

*abhi helps pragya up...ditches his shorts...smirks when he notices her eyes catching on his not-a-problem-for-much-longer problem...*

*as they make their way to the sun warmed waters abhi decides that this beach idea wasn't a bad one after all...and he's definitely going to be asking chashmish more about her...landscaping...later 😉*

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#166

[17 Jan/15]

originally posted here in AT 73. pic from sriti's instagram, screencap from youtube via google.

ILLUSTRATED DRABBLE: Wolfy Eyes

i'm imagining pragya wearing this shirt, abhi wearing his wolf shirt from new year's, the two of them sitting in the window alcove of a holiday house, arguing over their shirts staring at each other 🤣

edit: because both shirts have eyes

a: you know what chashmish? your girl wants the wolf

p: ehh?? what???

a: THAT's why she's staring so deep at him. she really wants him

p: are you mad! and your wolf is staring back. so he wants to eat her!

a: yes he does! she wants to be "eaten"!

p: eeww! my shirt is not into bestiality!

a: how would you know!

p: she told me!

a: you talk to your shirt?

p: you talk to your wolf don't you

a: well yeah but he's a wolf he doesn't talk back

p: whatever my girl doesn't want him

a: she does! she does! it's starting to freak me out!

p: well your wolf is starting to freak her out! looking at her like that! wicked hungry!

a: chashmish there's only one solution for this

p: what

a: we have to take off our shirts, then they'll stop staring at each other

p: okaaay :)

*mina in crack mode *

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#167

[19 Jan/15]

originally posted here in AT 74

DRABBLE-STYLE OS: CHAMPU

*AbhiGya make a Drunken Mistake*

*when the Consequence is that Pragya becomes pregnant, AbhiGya have A Very Big Fight*

*Pragya feels angry and rejected and decides enough is enough and LEAVES Abhi*

*Abhi hangs around being annoyed for a while but then he realizes that his FUGGY is going to have a BABY and he needs to get her back so he can take care of her*

*Abhi tries to make up with Pragya*

*Pragya refuses to see him*

*Abhi keeps trying*

*Pragya has a fainting spell and the doctors tell her to avoid stress*

*Pragya's family tells Abhi to back off because of her health*

*Abhi keeps his distance for the next months but he is agitated all the time and he gets secret updates from Rockstar Daadi*

*The baby is born!*

*The baby comes in the afternoon; Pragya's family stays with her in the hospital; Rockstar Daadi sends Abhi a text late at night letting him know he has a son and he should visit*

*Early the next morning Abhi comes to see his baby and his biwi...who he hasn't spoken to in five months...and the last thing she said to him was that she never wanted to see him again...but he has to see her! And the baby...!*

*Abhi manages to avoid being noticed as a rockstar and quietly enters Pragya's room - a private room he paid for via arrangement through Bulbul, Pragya doesn't know that he's been sending money and doing things like that*

*Pragya is asleep...she looks...very tired...and very fuggy...*

*And next to Pragya's bed there's a hospital-issue plastic cradle...*

*And in the cradle...*

*Abhi stares down at his son in silent awe...he feels so strange suddenly...in his mind he doesn't feel like a father but looking at the baby shifts something in his heart, in his blood, in his very soul...and he knows for sure that whatever Pragya says, he'll find a way to convince her that they all belong together, because they do...*

*Abhi wants to touch the baby but at the same time he's afraid to...he really doesn't have much experience with babies and his sleeping son looks so tiny and vulnerable and he doesn't want to do something wrong...his hand hovers over the baby for a while...*

*Finally he lets the back of one finger drift along the cozy cap covering the baby's head...and down to his soft little cheek...*

*Suddenly Abhi hears blankets rustling behind him, and in a hurry he snatches his hand back and turns around...*

*Pragya pulls herself into a seated position and rubs her eyes, blinking a few times. She reaches out for her glasses and finally gets a hold of them and puts them on, and when she can see clearly who is in the room with her she starts to frown*

P: What are YOU doing here

A: Fuggy...I...

P: I don't want you here, go away

A: But just listen -

*The baby wakes up! He starts to make snuffly noises and Abhi turns around to look at him...*

A: *in wonder* he's...awake

P: and he's probably hungry, hand him to me

A: what? me! no i can't lift him, i don't know how

P: oh ho don't be annoying. it's only two steps just carefully support his head and legs

A: but --

P: the baby is hungry!!

*Abhi has never heard Pragya speak in that absolute tone...it sounds like it's a mother thing...Fuggy always was a fast learner!*

*Abhi is super nervous but his nerves are not more important than his son's hunger, so he follows Pragya's instructions and picks up the precious bundle...*

*And then he just stops, standing still, cradling his son to his heart, because once the baby's in his arms, he finds he does know how to hold him after all...*

*Abhi stares down at the squirmy, cuddly miracle and it's...it's the best feeling in the world*

*the baby looks back at Abhi for a moment, going quiet because he's being moved, but when his father just keeps staring at him, rockstar jr gets annoyed and makes his voice heard*

*Abhi panics as the baby cries and he quickly leans over and hands him to Pragya, who had been watching them with a mix of impatience and something...something positive*

P: Allee allee allee what's happened to my darling? Are you hungry? I think you're hungry, mumma will feed you

*Pragya shifts the baby in her arms and deftly unhooks the top of her gown with one hand - a startled Abhi turns away just when she's pulling the fabric down*

*Pragya takes a moment to help the baby latch on...and then another moment just to watch, because she hasn't gotten used to this yet...*

*And then she glances at Abhi, who has his back to her, and so much tension knotting up his body that she almost feels like she can see it wrapped around him*

P: You don't have to look away, it's a natural function

A: But you - but the gown -

P: It doesn't matter

A: But before you used to hide from me -

P: This is different. Just turn around and tell me why you're here

*Abhi slowly turns around...he tries to respectfully look only at Pragya's face but his eyes have their own idea...and he finds that she's right, it is different, watching her like this, and his embarrassment fades and his wonder and curiosity return because there is his Fuggy, feeding their baby from her very own body...*

P: Well? Why are you here?

*Abhi is distracted and not really listening to her question*

A: Why is he so small?

P: Small! He's over 9 pounds! They said he was the biggest baby born yesterday.

A: *grins* My son, the record-breaker

P: *frowns* *looks at baby's head* *looks back at Abhi with a set expression on her face* No. My son the recordbreaker. To you he's just an accident.

A: Fuggy, please, I -

P: I don't want to hear it. You said you wanted nothing to do with us, why are you here?

A: I also said I was sorry! Twenty thirty times! Why don't you remember those, huh?

P: Because I don't believe you! You don't want us, and that's fine, but at least be honest about it!

A: Want? Want? Fuggy, this isn't about want! You're mine, and he's mine, and we're going to be together, and that's it!

*the baby stops nursing and Pragya stops paying attention to Abhi so she can burp the baby*

*Abhi watches...blushing...fascinated...*

*the doctor arrives*

*it is a male doctor and Abhi feels a flash of annoyance because Pragya's gown is still open*

Doctor: Hello Ms. Arora! How are you and baby Arora doing today?

A: *annoyed* growling* Mehra. Mrs. Mehra. Baby Mehra.

*Doctor turns to Abhi, looks him over with a raised eyebrow*

D: Ah. And who do we have here?

P: *answers quickly without looking at Abhi* He's, um, he's the father. *settles baby in her arms and hooks up her gown*

D: Oh. Well you can stay then.

A: *gnashing teeth* *glaring* *thinking 'I can stay'? damn well I can stay...*

*Doctor examines jr rockstar, pronounces all is well, shares results of basic newborn blood tests. Asks Pragya a few questions about how she's feeling, does a quick physical check - Abhi looks away for a second when the Doctor puts his head under the blanket, but then he snaps his gaze back because that - that - creep is looking at his Fuggy and he doesn't like it so the least he can do is keep an eye on the creep*

*Pragya notices his scowl and rolls her eyes at him. She clicks her fingers to get his attention, and when he looks at her she mouths 'he's a DOCTOR'*

*Abhi makes a face and mimics her saying 'DOCTOR' in an exaggerated way - yes of course he's a doctor! Otherwise Abhi wouldn't even let him touch the blanket, let alone allow him to put his head under it*

*Doctor withdraws from his inspection, takes off his gloves and smiles cheerfully*

D: Well Ms. Arora -

A: Mrs Mehra

D: Looks like you're healing alright. And the nurses said you were able to walk around this morning?

P: Yes doctor, I'm feeling fine. Can I go home soon?

D: Yes, I think since you and baby are both doing well, you'll be better off settling in at home. So I'll sign the discharge papers for this afternoon.

A: WHAT! It's only been a day - he's too small - she's too weak -

P: *glares* I'm not weak!

D: *amused* Don't worry Mr. Mehra, that's a common reaction with fathers. They'll be fine. Just take them home and keep the stress to a minimum, hmm?

A: You can't be serious. Do you know who she is? Do you know who I am? We could buy this hospital four times over -

D: Yes, I know, you're a new dad, and you're anxious. If you have that much money to waste you can hire a nurse to stay with them, but it's not necessary. Ms. Arora -

A: MRS MEHRA

D: Is young and healthy, and her recovery should be uncomplicated. And I know your son is small in comparison to you today, Mr. Mehra, but he's very robust. You have nothing to worry about. And I wouldn't be surprised if he ends up being bigger than you one day.

A: Well he'd BETTER

D: The best thing you can do for them now is listen, do you know what I mean? And again, keep the stress to a minimum. That goes for you too Ms. Arora -

A: Mrs Mehra

D: Don't take unnecessary stress, and remind anyone who's getting to you that it's bad for the baby, alright?

P: *smiles at doctor* *burns Abhi with her eyes* Of course doctor, thank you

*Doctor leaves*

*Abhi finds himself in an eyelock with Fuggy but after only a few moments he breaks it and runs off to catch the Doctor*

A: DOCTOR! Eyyy doctor babu!

D: Yes? Please don't shout, we're in a hospital

A: Right, sorry. Are you sure she's ok to go home? She's very delicate, shouldn't she be resting here?

D: She should be resting at home, where she can be comfortable and have her loved ones around her. Her mother and sister are ready to take care of her, you have nothing to worry about.

A: What? No, no. They're coming home with me.

D: Well wherever they go, I meant what I said. Don't stress them out. The delivery was uncomplicated but she had pressure issues during her pregnancy and the last thing she needs now is a relapse along those lines.

A: But -

D: Sorry Mr. Mehra, I have to see other patients. Your wife and son are just fine, and they need you to be calm, can you do that?

A: I...I...pfft of course I can. I can do anything.

D: Good. So you go back there, and I'll go do my job.

A: Right. *wanders back to Fuggy's room, telling himself fine, he can be calm, but he's still not ready to let her go back to Chembur, nonono*

*when A comes back P is whispering to the baby but he can hear her*

P:...and then Papa will argue with the doctor, and then the doctor will confuse Papa, and then Papa will come and say 'we're all going home now!' and then what will we say Champu? we will say 'Papa, you are too naughty, we don't want to go home with you,' and then

A: Are you calling him 'CHAMPU'?!

P: Yes.

A: Fuggy, I get to pick the nicknames.

P: Then you give birth to the next one.

A: I - wait, next one?

P: I don't like you.

A: WHAT?!

P: Well, I do like you, but you're awful

A: Fuggy -

P: But Champu is here now and we have to think about him

A: YES. So -

P: And I feel sad for lonely children so one day Champu has to have a sibling

A: ...Fuggy...you just gave birth and you're talking about having another one?

P: SOMEDAY. Anyway I don't really want to go back to your house with you

A: But -

P: Because there are so many damn stairs

A: I'll carry you up the stairs!

P: But if my mom can stay with me for a few days

A: As long as you want!

P: And you promise not to be stupid -

A: HEY

P: And you promise not to be stupid

A: I...I can try

P: I guess we can go with you.

A: YAY FINALLY. *abhi kisses pragya's forehead* *abhi kisses the baby's forehead*

A: But we're not calling him Champu

P: I am

A: But Fuggy!

*A & P argue about what to nickname Jr Rockstar*

*Arora ladies come and find them bickering*

*Sarla considers confronting Abhi but then she sees that Pragya is happy, and besides BB and RoDaadi have told her about Abhi's behind-the-scenes attempts to help*

*Abhi sees Sarla, jumps up, touches her feet*

A: MUMMYJI please make your daughter understand champu is not a fit name for the baby

P: MUMMY please make your damad understand that he doesn't get to have an opinion because he didn't do any of the hard work

*Bulbul goes and takes jr. rockstar from Pragya's arms; Pragya trusts her sister so instead of objecting she gladly lets the baby go and turns in the bed a bit so she can face Abhi better and argue with him more*

BB: *whispers to baby* yes sweetheart...welcome to the madhouse.

Edited by -mina- - 9 years ago

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Posted: 10 years ago

#168

[20 Jan/15]

originally posted here in AT 74. reaction to costumes in episode 202-203. pragya in sky-blue transparent-sleeve chatri, abhi in waffle-print-shouldered black long sleeve tee.

THE PH OF FASHION

A: CHASHMISH

P: ROCKSTAR

A: Why are you yelling?

P: I dunno, you yelled

A: Well I just wanted to ask you

P: *breathless* *heart racing* *lashes fluttering* *thinking: THIS IS IT!* says: Y-Yes?

A: I mean I was just wondering

P: Hanh, kahiye?

A: HOW do you read your watch. I mean your chahtri sleeve covers it!

P: I - uh - what?

A: I see you have gotten these transparent sleeve chathris - what a mistake Chashmish, now I know for sure you have no arm definition, you really need to start working out with me, you're a disgrace to the name of Fuggy

P: *sputters* YOU - I- BUT - ARGH!

A: but this sleeve na, it still covers your watch, what kind of nonsense is that?

P: IT'S FASHION *flushed* *scowling*

A: puh leaze, you don't even know the "ph" of fashion

P: fashion doesn't have a ph

A: shows what you know

P: WELL YOU KNOW WHAT ROCKSTAR

A: what fuggy?

P: I don't need to read my watch

A: Why's that?

P: Because time stops when I'm with you.

A: Umm...what??? *confused* *shocked* *thinking: does that mean what I think it means?*

P: PSYCH! bye! *runs off pretending she didn't just propose...but she did 😳*

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Posted: 9 years ago

#169

[20 Jan/15]

originally posted her in AT 74. inspired by a random local commercial 😆

*ABHIGYA ON SAFARI TOUR*

P: SUNIYEEE

A: What? What happened? Why are you scared?

P: I SAW A TIGER

A: Relax baby it's outside the jeep it can't -

P: IT WAS SO CUTE

A: Er...?

P: It was stalking like a cat but it was big and orange and black and SUNIYE let's get a cat

A: NOW?

P: No at home

A: Fuggy I don't want a cat it will shed on my guitars

P: PLEASE

A: Lets...talk about this later?

P: SUNIYEEE

A: What now?

P: I saw a red panda.

A: You did not, wrong continent.

P: Just checking.

A: Nautanki kahin ki!

P: SUNIYE

A: What?

P: I saw a koala.

A: Still wrong continent.

P: Haaye!! My husband is so smart! Knows all about animals...!

A: Ok, Fuggy, you come and sit down with me, ok? No need to stand through the roof of the jeep, come on.

P: SUNIYE

A: Yes, Fuggy?

P: I saw a jackal.

A: Really, where?

P: Oh sorry I meant jackass.

A: ...You know Fuggy right now I kind of just want to feed you to the crocodiles.

P: Oooh where are they?

A: 😕

THE END

Edited by -mina- - 9 years ago