FF: Darkhaast / Tum Se Hi |PreRish| Updated: Ch 11 on Pg 17 | 17/9 - Page 5

Originally posted by: SanyaEterna

Oh galti se😆 arey koi nahi! Confusions honge tabhi toh story intriguing hogi! You write, we'll ask questions, you answer, sab khush 😎

Yes, maam. Galti se. Accha, that's what the replies are for. 😆 Pehli baar repluomh to FF comments. I haven't been more free in my life. One more week to the hustle.

Originally posted by: Rexana19

Chapter 1:- When Prerna was scribbling names so that they seemed appropriate to her and when she scratched out 'Bajaj' I thought that she was getting a divorce. But then a scowling three year old sat beside her..oops sorry...a two and a half year old....and I was both confused and intrigued....kukki's insistence about her correct age reminded of Michelle Tanner from Full House. Poor Mr. Sen....stuck between Mr and Mrs. bajaj.... I like the dynamic between Rishabh-Prerna, how he considers her a moral police with kiddish tendencies. And then the big reveal which to me was unexpected...'The battle to change Kookie’s name.'

Chapter 2:- Sneha Aamara Rishabh Bajaj ...is a cutieee…..Prerna calling Rishabh ‘Bajju’ and pulling his cheeks was adorable ...even i want to do that…. Loved the story….Please update soon.

PS: I'm still very confused. And intrigued.

Who did Prerna give her embryo to? And twins? Was she married to Anurag? RB did call her Mrs. Basu. But then Mr. Sen the lawyer called her Mrs. Bajaj. How did Prerna and RB get married? Is Prerna Sneha’s biological mom?....Questions…Questions

Edit: So he was talking to Mrs. Mohini Basu and not Prerna...Got it

-Love, Rekha

Hi Rekha,

I picture Bajaj and Prerna here as a friend turned lovers slow burn romance of sorts (which I pray to complete before uni starts thus the rush). I think it fits the narrative I'm going for. Michelle Tanner was one of the best babies I've seen on tv. Fuller House was a mess though. Full House was love.

I am going to call Rishabh Bajju henceforth. 😆

Twins: Kooki and the boy her age. They are born weeks apart. I initally wanted Kooki to have a twin brother but that would complicate things so much. And why fill up the kiddo slot beforehand? 🤣

Thanks for the long comment! It made my day. I am grinning! I haven't fangirled in ages like I do PreRish.

Love,

Kiara

Originally posted by: Chahat_A_Doshi

The longer the better

Really loved reading both parts

Love this family.

Ayee, ma'am. I do love this family too!

Originally posted by: komlika

I have so many questions

What happened that night?

Is Prerna real/biological mom of Sneha?

Please continue soon

Ayee, questions are answered, ika! 😉

Originally posted by: AraBearxo

Well, it is kind of funny. Coz I want Prerna to troll Bajju and have fun. But isn't it said the funniest people share the most pain.

Ooh, Annika was the surrogate for Kukki. Maybe I should have explained it in detail. Rishabh's sister Shnehal married for love but couldn't have a child. Her husband married her for money and had a mistress Annika. Rishabh's BIL murdered his sister. Rishabh's parents harmed/got rid of/killed his BIL. And Annika was why Rishabh lost his parents. Rishabh was left all alone. Prerna matched with Rishabh's elder sick sister Shnehal and the Sharma's were paid for whenever the Bajaj's needed Prerna through a middle person. (Prerna's father used the extra cash to start ventures which rarely succeeded or her mother spent it on the family.) So the fateful night, the broker asked Prerna to be the gestational surrogate for the kid (give the embryo) without the details and Bajaj made Annika the one who carried the baby. And Annika died giving birth to Sneha (Kooki), not that Bajaj cared. It's kind of a dark full circle.

Ok now I get it😎

Read all in a go, Very interesting and amazing dear.👏.... LOVED lT..... ❤️❤️Rishab and Prerna are totally different here...... Loved their cute banters and kookie.. ❤️Rishab has a sad past... Prerna is sneha's biological mom right?.... So many twists... Loving it... U r an amazing writer... 👏

Pls continue soon dear.... 🤗

Chapter 4:

In retrospect: Rishabh Bajaj had no idea why he showed up in front of Prerna one fine day and proposed to her an absurd proposition.

Prerna Sharma. The scowling gawky bespectacled teenager marry the lurve of her life? Like Rishabh Bajaj will ever let that happened.

So, he offered Miss Sharma here with a much better deal: him. Not some wannabe scion. But Rishabh Bajaj. The Rishabh Bajaj who controlled the world of technology, intelligence, and biomedical research and who delved in every other old school business. Bajaj group was an empire – a conglomerate – with no dead or tail. It was everywhere. And who wouldn’t want it – if offered to them on a platter?

And Kookie needed her mother. It wasn’t like Rishabh Bajaj ever planned to get married. It was a worthwhile sacrifice.

Kookie met Prerna during one of her rampage’s at Bajaj industries. Kookie, almost two then, threw a full-blown tantrum when she couldn’t find her dad. Until she saw Prerna and went: Haw.

Employee’s to Mr. Bajaj’s empires stood star-struck as Kookie pointed to Prerna and said: “Big Kookie!”

Big Cookie stared at the little one as her class stared at her. Prerna remembered staring dumbfounded at the little tot who wobbled to her side. She had checked both sides to know that the baby was toddling towards her and not anyone else.

That afternoon, forget interviews or whatnot, Prerna found herself on the topmost floor of the building being entertained by a two-year-old. Kookie despite being two years old rarely spoke. It wasn’t like she lacked in vocabulary, or had a speaking disability. It was only later upon several meetings did Prerna realize that Kookie spoke less because Mr. Bajaj rarely spoke. And as Kookie’s only relative; Kookie aped his behavior the most.

Prerna spent that afternoon listening to Kookie as she rambled on in gibberish Prerna pretended to understand mostly. And when Mr. Bajaj came to his office. Kookie looked at him with the biggest baby eyes ever as she shrieked: “Dada, big Kookie.” Kookie then sighed in disappointment when she couldn’t say the words she wanted to. Mr. Bajaj shrugged it off as he pointed his security to lead the ‘blooming young lady’ out of his office. Kookie upon seeing her father forgot all about Big Cookie. And Bajaj wondered if the Sharma’s hadn’t been paid enough that the donor had to come to his property to meet his daughter. His precious Kookie. And just like Bajaj increased his daughter’s security much to her annoyance.

That month, Prerna Sharma joined Bajaj industries as an intern only to have a toddler drag her tiny, pink deskie and chair-oo and perch besides Prerna’s table. Safe to say, Prerna Sharma spent most of her internship being monitored by an extremely fascinated toddler while the staff stayed the hell away from her. Or from little missy’s bodyguards. So Prerna was transferred to Mr. Bajaj’s secretariat and given minor tasks.

Of course, she found it to be unfair. And yelled at the staff for the special treatment. Who the hell wanted to be someone’s secretary? While Mr. Bajaj came home to a sulking Kookie almost every day. It wasn’t like he, Rishabh Bajaj, would go and talk to some freshly-ex-teenager for Kookie. So, he called Prerna Sharma to his cabin. And Kookie climbed onto his table and perched herself in his arms ardently nodding her head when father explained to Miss Sharma the things “Kookie” wanted.

Kookie, on the other hand, did not care the teeniest bits about how demanding she sounded. Until eventually she grew quieter knowing that her presence annoyed Prerna. She didn’t follow Prerna around and didn’t act like a clingy baby.

Prerna, on the other hand, had issues of her own. The universe had conspired against her: after forcing herself to the alter to marry Anurag’s much older uncle (only to be rightfully abandoned there, thank heavens), Prerna’s father now expressed his wishes to have her married to Anurag Basu. The Anurag Basu. Anurag Basu who she crushed since her school days. Prerna didn’t mind marrying Anurag Basu. One had to marry eventually. She didn’t love him either. She just felt marrying him wouldn’t make her happy.

Anurag Basu was a nice boy. He wasn’t disgusting like her classmates’ boyfriends or like other boys his age. He wasn’t lecherous. She hadn’t known when he had started liking her. Prerna’s crush on Anurag was the talk of the town. It began as a joke and then she fell. She confessed to him in school only to hear an okay in confirmation. Years later, and many encounters later, he sent a rishta home. He had told her he liked her. In all these years, she never looked back to think about how she felt. And when she did, she realized she didn’t like him enough to marry him. It felt like she was suffocated. Jumping from one prison to another. From one family of expectations to another. And every look at Mohini Basu and the Basu siblings make her want to run. Moloy Basu and Prerna’s father Rajesh Sharma were ecstatic at the match. Prerna’s mother, Veena Sharma, saw this as a step towards a brighter future for her other kids. And just like her life so far, Prerna was a pawn.

A pawn dressed up in the finest clothes and jewels as her family pushed her a step towards the altar with Anurag. She had been engaged to Anurag Basu as the tabloids pegged it to be a match of different kinds: misery, mismatch, heavens, fairytale, and love. But Prerna Sharma felt miserable. A semester before graduation, her mother made her drop out of college, to focus on her impending nuptials.

In those days, her Bajaj internship was all she had to escape her impending nuptials. Her internship brought in money and every penny mattered when weddings were to be considered. “You’re marrying into a good family. How will your degree help you even? Join next year if the Basu’s let you join college,” Veena said to Prerna. And Prerna Sharma knew that was never going to happen. As the nuptials grew closer Prerna grew more certain that she craved her independence over love.

So, she volunteered to stay back at her internship. She spent the last few days bonding with Kookie. And sometimes, with Rishabh Bajaj. When Kookie fell sick and wouldn’t let Prerna go home, Prerna spent her first night at Bajaj mansion cuddling the little toddler in her arm. Would she be taking advantage of the child’s love for her if she asked Mr. Bajaj to hire her as a nanny?

Kookie burst into pitiful tears when she heard Prerna would be going away from her aaya. “Prerna bai is getting married. It means she’s going to get a new family. New house. New baby. She won’t come to meet you.”

“She can’t marry you. But she can marry your papa and be your Mumma,” the aaya explained to Kookie.

Kookie shrugged. Her Papa was scary. Kookie sometimes got scared of Papa. How could Kookie ask her Papa for a Mumma? Papa had no Mumma or Papa. Kookie had papa. And Papa had Kookie.

“Kookie. Stay.” Kookie mumbled to Prerna in her sleep during the days Kookie was sick. Those days Kookie got acquainted with Mr. Bajaj. She had chosen to take care of Kookie who Mr. Bajaj never let out his sight even if it meant leaving the country with the two. Prerna wanted to escape. And in her escape did Prerna find the love that consumed her.

Kookie.

But as fate would have it: Basu family’s daughter Nivedita Basu and her husband Anupam Basu were vacationing in the Alps where they spotted Rishabh Bajaj with Prerna Sharma who had supposedly been attending her internship. They had seen her smiling and giggling with the older man. Even being flirtatiously playful with him. It seemed so wrong. And it was. And when Nivedita went back home she made sure to tell her mother of Prerna’s escapades.

Mohini Basu weaponized the incident to defame Prerna –a mistress—while her parents gave her the ultimatum to either beg for mercy or leave the family for they couldn’t risk losing their bond with the Basu’s or risk their children’s futures. Anurag Basu stayed quiet affirming his stance. No one cared for the truth. But for the twisted lies. So, she left.

And an hour later, Rishabh Bajaj picked her off the street a minute away from her house. And just like that, she had been another pawn.

“Marry me,” he had repeated the same question as he did in their wooden cabin in the alps.

“Do you ask every girl who dares to speak to you the same question?” she had repeated between muffled sobs.

“Only the pretty ones, Miss Sharma,” he smiled as if this was the rerun of their conversation in the alps.

Only this time there was no Kookie slumbering away in the room, there was no snow, there was no pretty aesthetics.

This time she didn’t scoff at him or give him a playful whack for the first time ever.

“And there hasn’t been any (pretty) one before you,” he whispered to her as her held her sobbing body in his embrace.

“I don’t believe marriage is meant for me, Miss Sharma,” he had said during dinner that night as he embraced a sleeping Kookie in his arms.

Prerna focused on her dinner. “Not all of us have a choice,” she had whispered to herself.

“You do,” he had said. “Kookie loves you. She’s at an age where she needs her mother. And I can’t leave her around with strangers as she grows up. You in return can get whatever Bajaj group has to offer.”

“What about you, Mr. Bajaj? What do you want?” she had asked him.

“You,” he had smiled at her.

He needed her. Someone who could pull him out of the darkness that enveloped him by the moment. He needed someone to come home to, share a life with and build a life with. He didn’t need a lover, a companion or bed mate. He needed a friend. Somebody. He needed her.

A/N

Please comment, so that I know someone is reading.

Also, FF name?

1. Three Is Never a Crowd

2. Darkhaast

3. Hum Tum

4. Tum Se Hi

5. Suggest?

So Sneha is biologically Bajaj-Prerna’s daughter? Since they used her embryo. Anika was just surrogate for them right?

Interesting story

Can’t wait to read more

Thank you 🤗

This chapter cleared all my doubts

So this is how they are married

Wonder how Prerna will react to truth about kukki being her biological daughter

Thank you for updating so fast 🤗

Hewooo My name iss Mmicchele Tanner. It's niyycee too meeyoou....Mwwuaah.. Seriously I think everytime you write Kookie I will read her as Michelle Tanner.

I liked the beautiful bonding between Kookie and Big Kookie. Prerna had come as an intern but instead met a very interesting little person…..with her pink deskie...and tiny chair-oo….the way everyone else in her class simply steer away from her…and she had to be shifted as a secretary. Que: Does Prerna know Kookie is her biological daughter?

I love your characterisation of Prerna. Your Prerna though she seems carefree, jovial, like she takes things lightly but is someone who is well aware of her own feelings, her responsibilities, the expectations her family has from her. Though she did have a crush on Anurag Basu in the past, she knew herself well enough to know she wouldn't be happy with him but at the same time also had to go ahead with the rishta as one does eventually get married in life so why not now. (And even if she didn't want to marry Anu I don't think her family especially her mother would let her do so)

And we're back to darling Kookie and RB ...I like how RB between Kookie-Prerna acknowledges the slowly strengthening Bond and most importantly allows Prerna to meet Kookie. And slowly realises that Prerna Sharma is not only the best company and parent Kookie can have but also will act as anchor for him.

Prerna accompanied RB-kookie to the Alps...RB proposed...I think Prerna didn't take him seriously that time...But Fate and Prerna had to agree anyway….

Update soon….

-Lots of love, Rekha

PS : I was going to add a Michelle Tanner gif but couldn't do so 😔

PPS: Thank you for the quick updates. Theyre really appreciated....

Edit: For the title I liked 'Three is never a crowd'

Edit 2: Do get your story added to the KZK Reader's world thread....