Hello everyone! I was bored and I came up with this unusually long teaser. Please don't kill me after reading this 😕 (I am serious 😛). Just let me know whether I should continue or if I have just completely lost my mind.😲
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Love is something that finds you. That's very true, but if you are not careful, you could lose it. Forever. A mistake I made and which I deeply regret. Pragya had left me. After holding on for over a year, she finally had enough. Everything, right from our first meeting to our marriage, had been a misunderstanding. Our relationship was weaved around hatred and revenge which after much trials and tribulations, changed into love and affection.
However, that was put through many ruthless tests. My sister Aaliya and my ex-girlfriend Tanu were the main culprits who undermined our love. I can't escape the blame. I had a fair share as well. In the early months of our marriage, I had tortured Pragya and verbally abused her countless times. In my drunken state, I had even tried to misbehave with her. Yet, she tolerated everything because along the way, she fell in love with me.
She grew into a part of me as time passed. I was used to having her around the room, the house and basically in my life. Smart, intelligent and witty, she was perfect. A fake MMS about her infidelity, her accidental kidnap, my near death experience after being shot and finally Tanu's pregnancy drama doubled with Aaliya and Raj's plot to cripple me were problems that encircled our short life together. We never had a happy moment that lasted long. One problem came after another, sprouting unexpectedly.
I fell in love with her and proposed to her. She accepted her love for me, but rejected me believing that I was the father of Tanu's unborn child. Justice for a child was more important than my love for her, our love for each other. She disappeared after that. Rumors of her being in an accident had torn me apart. For 20 days, I lived in fear and dread, not being able to find her.
Then she came back into my life. Like a hurricane, she came back as a different person, claiming all my properties. Her mannerisms, behavior and attitude changed. She was bold and beautiful, but spit out venom like a cobra. She showed arrogance, power and ignorance. It earned her hatred from my family and even her own. But she didn't care, she was undeterred. Days turned into months and there was no sign of improvement.
I desperately tried to reach out for the old Pragya, who was lost in the new one. But I failed. Badly. She had completely detached herself. Finally it was revealed, Tanu's child was not mine. Aaliya and Raj were trying to cripple me by swindling my money and defaming me. It shook my world and broke my trust on everyone. The criminals were exposed and I severed all ties with them.
Pragya, she had actually changed. After the revelations, she took it upon herself, to inform both the Mehras and Auroras, the truth about our marriage. The sufferings she went through, although she had fallen in love with me. Had. She wasn't in love with me anymore. She had enough. I couldn't blame her. I didn't deserve her. I was never a perfect husband, let alone a human being towards her.
Then why did she come back, you may ask. Because she was played, cruelly by Tanu and Aaliya. She was ill treated by them. Wanting to teach them a lesson and bring them down, she returned. Her mission was complete, she defeated the villains who brought her grief and pain. She didn't want to stay in this marriage anymore. I let her go because she deserved to be happy, and if I couldn't give that, I wouldn't deny her.
I understood that day, letting go was a form of love. Sacrifice was a form of love. So she disappeared from my life forever. Shattered and torn, Daadi had us shift out of Mumbai. We moved to New Delhi. To escape the memories and to recover. We didn't even bother about our own flesh and blood who was behind bars. She was a dead duck. I was still Rockstar Abhi, but a failure.
I lost my contracts, I didn't release any new albums, no recordings were done and all tours were cancelled. I had them cancelled. I cocooned myself in the mansion, beyond reach. Purab was still in touch with me. He visited me often without Bulbul, knowing that it would bring me back memories of Pragya. They had tried convincing Pragya to give the marriage a second chance, but it fell on deaf ears.
Her family were not happy with her decision, but they were helpless. Pragya didn't live with them anymore, I heard. She moved to a different place and was leading a peaceful and happy life. Once I had known that, I knew I didn't have any place in her life, so I backed down. But I was here, still broken into a million pieces. Daadi, Daasi, Aakash and Rachna were there always to support me. Alcohol calmed my nerves and I almost always reeked of it. I was beyond repair. This was the end of Abhishek Prem Mehra.
Until, she came into my life. I thought she had forgotten me. Our last meeting was on our graduation day. We lost touch after that, but I felt as if she deliberately kept away. However, she found me once again.
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