PreRish Fictions | Pg19 (To Win and To Lose) - Page 13

Originally posted by: fitoori_kudi

"no breakfast for u" 🤣🤣🤣typical wife 🤣😆

Amazing update yaar 🤗

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Thankyou kudiye❤️

Originally posted by: TC_FA

It was really good 😳

Thanks!

PS : Dev Meera💔

I miss them 😭

Originally posted by: -RD-

Awwwww this was so sweet in a way ... the casual haq and declaration from Pre's end was such a delight and RB to RB hai whatever he does is ❤️Write more cause u r so good with it🤗

Oh my GAAAWD. Poo ka comment

This really means a lot! Thank youuu Poooo!🤗

Originally posted by: Wistfulness

Maahi! This is damn good! ❤️

I loved your portrayal of RB's pain. 💔

The Prerna of our fictions is so likeable. 😆 I'm pleased to read that she made a better choice. Now she's just a step away from love.

No breakfast for RB! That was funny! 😆

Thank you Wist!

Glad you liked that!

Yeah, Prerna has to be strong in all our heads. No other prototype at all. ;)

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Originally posted by: Mishti_Dahi

Thanks!

PS : Dev Meera💔

I miss them 😭

Yup,I miss them too

Originally posted by: Advaymerijaan

Aww this is soo good.. Mrs. is taking her job way too seriously 😉😉.. I love how Prerna has realized her worth and finally over of those insensitive people.. you write so well ❤️❤️

I hope the CV take inspiration from you to give something likable ... Otherwise the OS/SS are the last resort..

Thankyou so much! That's kind of you :)

Glad you liked it

Originally posted by: lovefk

I can't deal I read these beautiful pieces on here and then watch those stupid Swiss episodes and then I legit want to bang my head on the wall.....anyhow I absolutely love that bit when he's admitting his defeat to himself, not an easy feat but then his ego gosh referring to himself as The Bajaj, there's so much to who he is!!! You ought to write more often though!!! aaah and the note on which it ended no breakfast for him, adorable❤️🥳

Swiss track is horrible to say the least :/

Thanks a lot!!!

Originally posted by: Breezi11197

It was a marvellous part waiting for more of your works on PreRish

Thank you! Hopeful more to come yeah.

Originally posted by: Moushumi

Lovely.do write more plz on prerish. Thanks.

Thanks :)

Yep sure

To Win And To Lose

Prerna's mind, morbid with fear and angst, kept echoing his words -

"None shall be spared"

She felt the world being dragged away from her, in the form of Anurag being taken into police custody in front of her very own eyes.

The truth of prim and prime Basu family, the one clean, famed and brilliant example of something on the lines of Hum Saath Saath Hain, was out in the open.

The younger Basu was accused of fraudulence, the certain Mr. Sengupta had been cruelly charged with crimes of infidelity, the younger Mrs. Basu was out for IT enquiry. Everyone was on the brink of destruction. Everyone, except her.

The lady constable pulled her apart from him, as they cuffed his hands and sped off.

His hands slipped out of hers in a flash, as all she was left with was his last touch.

...

She rampaged into the Bajaj premises. She wouldn't settle for anything less than the personal grace of Mr. Rishabh Bajaj.

"Why not me?", she asked. "If you managed to get everyone in the limelight, why did you spare me?", she blurted.

A light chuckle escaped his lips. He tapped his cigar and settled comfortably, in his chair.

"I'm amused that you think so", he said, feeling entertained.

"Have a seat, please", was all he said.

"Have you studied the Mahabharat?"

"I think so"

"Who was the one who suffered the most?"

"The Kauravas", she stated the obvious.

"No. The one who suffers the most is the one who is left unharmed, at the end".

She looked confused. And agonized.

"Huh?", she gasped.

"Now that it's just the two of us left, let's have a fair talk, eh?", he muttered.

"It wasn't very long ago, maybe a odd thirty years, that Moloy Basu, in the move and blind urge to make quick bucks and woo the woman of his dreams, Mohini Chattopadhyaya, had accused my unsuspecting father of baseless crimes.

A very harmless and warm intended motive I'd say", not mincing his words of sarcasm.

"And after what the world calls as a series of trials, tribulations and court procedures, we lost the case. Now didn't I say I've learnt from the very elderly and experienced Mr. Basu?", he asked her rhetorically.

She moved away her gaze, disinterested.

"It was in this troubling period, that a noble man helped my tattered family with arrangements to leave Calcutta and a kind sum for us to sustain a week of this harsh world's wrath", he said.

"I'm afraid you haven't answered my question yet", she said, unaffected.

"Oh I have. You'll notice that the gentleman, cause of whom I'm standing here, at the helm of the Bajaj Empire, happens to be your father, Mrs. Basu", he said, his speech not entirely devoid of hatred.

She was startled.

"And what if I don't wished to saved?"

He got up and slowly made a move towards her.

"Don't even dare do..."

"That's the whole deal, Mrs. I won't ever do anything to you".

She looked puzzled.

"Give me my share of doom, I married Anurag for God's sake!", she roared, not wanting the taste the bitter pill of safety alone.

The mere thought of Anurag suffering in jail and she being unharmed and comfortable in the Basu Bari was devastating and uneasy.

"You will, my lady. You will see your family, your loved ones biting the dust and yourself, rendered incapable of any help or respite".

She sank onto the floor, all of a sudden.

"But he's not at fault", she whispered, her voice fading away.

"So wasn't I, back then", he said. "You'll know how it is - to be left untouched and to feel hurt - to win and to lose, all at once".

"None shall be spared", his words echoed yet again, as he left the room.