**KRISHGYA**FF (K+P). ***part 15 pg:22*new*

part 1 :pg 1

part 2 :pg 3

part 3 :pg 4

part 4 :pg 5

part 5 :pg 6

part 6 :pg 7

part 7 :pg 8

part 8 : pg 9

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I was standing alone'scared and Petrified. Senselessly wondering and kept repeating to my self' I am right'......... I am right'......... I am right'...............

Suddenly from behind someone taped me on my shoulder. I nearly jumped. I turned around without any delay. It was my mum, with my passport and ticket, holding tightly in her hand. I knew well' if she could she would burn my passport along with other paperwork's to prevent me from leaving' but what could I do. I had to. There were no other options.

Her words made me laugh. I knew words by words about what she told me and what she will. This was her slogan for past few months' non stop in my ears just to change my minds.

I took the passport along with others to say a last goodbye. I looked around for my younger sister and brother. I knew they were there looking at me from somewhere. I looked back at my mum and asked her "Where is dad?" I knew she couldn't lie well. I also knew they were all there. There was no reply from her. Her eyes were low, looking at the ground. I said a last goodbye and off I went.

After two hours waiting at last I was in plane. I felt extremely tiered even though I haven't done much for past 2 hours except sitting down' the thought made me giggle and I stopped straight way just to avoid people thinking that I am becoming mad.

Air officer:" Mam! .......Mam! ...........MAM! Could you please take a seat? We are about to leave. Please mam."

My seat was right in front of me but for the panic attack my mind completely blocked everything. I took my seat and settled well. Next to me there was a gentleman. He looked at me and demanded if I was ok or not. he also introduced him self by the name of Sajan Sing. Short for SS.

Ss; "Are you alright? Tum thik to ho?"' he spoke in a plight manor voice.

He was a middle aged man. I am gassing age between 45-50, wearing a white long sleeve t-shirt, with a black trousers. He also had a rolo watch and few rings on both of his hand. He didn't look very up-to-date with nowadays style but he sounded very pleasant and educated.

Pratigya: "Hi" with a smile.. "I am good. Its just I have never travelled by my self before. So you know-bit worried, especially this far to India."

Ss: awwww'"I see'I am guessing you don't live in India!"

Pratigya: "No. no I don't. I am from England. I used to live in India but moved to England when I was 7.

Ss: "That's sounds interesting. Well I am predicting you are going to India for holiday?"

Pratigya: I gave him a small smile. And with a half a second pause ' "I am a student. An engineer student. It's a 5 years degree course in deli university.

With a sudden pause he gave me a weird look.

SS: "Why would you travel to India? I mean this far way from families. There are huge numbers of university in England!" he stopped, with a curious face.

Pratigya: there are! And there is in all over the world. But it's a long story and very personal. I gave him another small smile.

He understood straight way that he was asking too many question and decided to stop.

Pratigya: well enough about me. Do you live in England.

Ss: with a small smile. No. I don't. I am from India but travel a lot. So I am everywhere. If you see what I mean.

I gave him a smile and asked him no further question. I was too tiard to talk as well.

The journey was 9 hours long. It was boring. After 1 hour ss were long gone in to deep sleep. Everyone around me also were deep sleep. Some are sleeping. Some were about to. I took out my apple iphone, apple mac, and apple ipad and started playing games and watching film and then gradually disappeared in to deep sleep.

India airport:

It was extremely hot. It looked amazing. But I am not a hot weather fan. So I wasn't that exited. My cousins were already there to pick me up along with his family. He was my cousin but at the same time my best friend. My uncle he is one of the well known business man. Because he only have one daughter and 2 sons he loves me and my sister as his own daughter. He is the one who suggested me to apply for Deli University.

They were all waiting for me outside. There face made me extremely happy. A sudden excitement came up in face. I was extremely happy. Seeing them after 3 long years made me jump. There was only my aunt, my uncle, my best friend + cousin Adrash and my other cousine Arosi.

I gave them a wide smile and ran across the exit with my trolley, but suddenly' my trolly based with someone. The excitement made me blind and the force from the trolley pused me back. This caused me to land right on my back on the floor. But before I could reach the floor someone caught me! My eyes were stone shut. I was holding him round his neck. His cheek was rubbing against my. Straight way I knew it was a man. His warm breath' I could feel it on my neck. His hand were round my waist which made me shiver. I slowly opened my eyes. I didn't look carefully at him. Only glimpse. First thing came up in my mind hop he isn't an old ugly man because I liked his grip. I was sighing.

I slowly opend my eyes and looked at him'not very carefully. He was a young man in his early 20s or late teens. His mussle were so thick that I couldn't get a grip around it. I stared at it for a half a second without blinking. Sigh.

After few second he whispered "hi.

I couldn't stop my excitement: and with a exiting voice I also said "hi."

He pulled me up and balanced me on my two feet again. He was very tall. About, 5 ince taller then me. He was handsome and perfect in everyway'Even though I didn't look at him properly.

Pratigya: "Thanks" J with a embarrassing smile and look.

Handsome young man: "its kk. My pleasure. Good that I was there. Well I am off before my dad start looking for me!'.. He were about to walk and turned round' "Oh by the way I am Krishna. And you?"

Pratigya: "pratigya."' in a shaky voice.

Krishna: with a smile "By"

pratigya: "By" still not looking properly.

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