Raghvi ff: The Sky to her Heart // ch 2 pg 6 (3rd Aug)

Prologue

She woke up, her vision groggy but her mind surprisingly clear. It had taken her two days — or maybe two years? — but today she had finally acknowledged what a mess her life was. As she stood on the doorstep and fired off words of retort to her aai and kaku, she realised there had always been this insurmountable gap between her and the family she had considered her own. Deep down, she had always felt it in her heart... it was the gap between a bahu and beti, a gap she had desperately strived to fulfill. She'd always ignored it — because what difference did it make, really, as long as her family loved her? But today, it felt to her like the difference between a fire and its ashes. How similar they were, rising from the same spark... but where the fire was full of life, the ashes were a dull remnant of what could have been.

The fire... the havankund she had taken her pheres around. The pandit had been rattling off oaths that she was to take for her husband, but she couldn't care less. He was no husband of hers, and she would definitely be no wife. But the holy fire was to be respected, and despite herself, her heart had searched for any promise she could think to make. Make amends with her family? She wasn't interested anymore. Destroying Raghav Rao? That pathetic man didn't deserve such attention.

Ultimately, she had ended up making promises to herself. To give herself the respect she deserved, to give herself the life she deserved. To break free of all the shackles that kept her caged. To live every moment for herself. Her life was all ashes now, but she would get the fire blazing again. She would dream again, and she would fly high to achieve them.

Main vachan leti hoon.

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For a long time I was itching to write an ff 😆 But time was an issue, so I kept putting it off... finally gave in 🤪

In case you didn't get it, this is from the day of the marriage... she's waking up after she fainted 😊

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Part 2 - page 6

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"Pallavi, ab kaisi tabiyat hai tumhari?" Keerti entered the room, carrying a tray of food and water.

Pallavi sat up on the bed, trying to remember details from the day.

"Keerti... kya hua mujhe? Main yaha kaise pohunchi?" She clutched her forehead, willing her brain to work.

The said girl put down the tray on the bedside table and looked at her with concern. "Pallavi.. tumhe kuch yaad nahi aa raha kya? You fainted... Raghav tumhe yaha lekar aya."

Oh.

"Doctor Bose abhi abhi dekh ke gaye tumhe," she continued, sitting down on the bed next to her. "Unhone kaha tumhara bp low ho gaya tha... tumne breakfast nahi kiya na theek se?"

"Uh..." What had she eaten for breakfast? Somehow, this morning seemed like ages ago.

"Pata tha mujhe!" Keerti scolded, frowning in indignation. "Pallavi, tum bohot neglect karti ho khudko! Ye lo, main sandwiches lekar aayi hoon" — she picked one up from the tray and thrust it in her hands — "chupchap kha lo. Aur mujhe batao tumhe mango juice pasand hai ya orange? Main lekar aati hoon. Uske baad dawai bhi leni hai tumhe."

Pallavi looked on, soaking up the care plainly visible beneath the fussing. Keerti and Krishna, the two sisters bappa had blessed her with. Mansi had been a third one, but... Pallavi discarded the thought. Here was Keerti worrying herself over her, and she was wasting thoughts on strangers again.

"Please don't worry Keerti, main theek hoon ab."

She tried to smile, but her face felt like a rusty machine, unwilling to work.

Keerti just saw her eyes, cold and emotionless — as if the life had been sucked out of them. It made her shiver. She remembered the lively, optimistic girl she used to work with, and her heart broke a little for what she must've gone through.

"Pallavi, tum theek lag nahi rahi mujhe..." she said softly.

Their eyes met, exchanging silent messages. Keerti was worried for her friend, but could the sister in her bear to find out what her brother had done? Was she brave enough?

Pallavi wanted to confide in her, the one girl who had always offered her unwavering support. A part of her wanted to scream and tell her everything Raghav had put her through. But somehow, it felt like a private matter. This was a new phase of her life, and she wanted to decide her own plan of action.

Holding her stare, she said, "Main theek ho jaungi Keerti. Itna bharosa rakho mujh par."

Keerti nodded, satisfied. "You are a fighter, Pallavi. Itna to main jaanti hoon tumhe. Phir bhi." She leaned forward, taking her hands in her own. "Every queen needs an ally. Jab kabhi meri zaroorat pade ya mujhe kuch batana ho.. jhijhakna nahi, ok? I'm always there."

Pallavi felt a smile reach her lips, weak but genuine. "I know," she said simply.

Keerti smiled as well. Her friend was returning, little by little. She turned to leave.

"...Keerti?"

She turned back.

"Some mango juice, please." The smile had widened, just a bit.

She grinned. "On it, my queen."

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First update! 😛 Sorry it was short, but I want to focus on the little things behind all the relationships 😳 Keerti was one of my favorites in the show, and she will continue to be portrayed that way here ❤️ None of the senseless stuff she's currently displaying onscreen

Leave your feedback, please! 🤗

oye bee beta lage raho i m eager to start this from part 1... baseline is op👍🏼.. chlo ab btao next update k chances kb tk hai?

Bee tumne ff start kar hi diya 🤗

Waiting for your alternate take

What a great start to Pallavi's self-love journey! Can't wait to read more!! ❤️

Wonderful story 🤗

Will wait for the next update off pallavi selflove and self discovery ❤️

Awesome prologue

Continue soon

Your prologue is fab bee

I actually can't wait to read the ff

Seeing Pallavi doing something for herself is what everyone wanted to see.....this wish might be fulfilled later in the show....but here you have fulfilled it in form of this ff

There is indeed a huge difference between bahu and beti..well described 👏

Fab prologue. Look forward to FF. PM for updates please 👍🏼

Superb prologue 👏. Plz update soon.