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Bigg Boss 19- Daily Discussion Thread - 14th Oct 2025
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ASTHIN KA SAANP 14.10
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Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai October 15, 2025 EDT.
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Entry # 1
"Unrequited Love"
"Misha I don't want to see that jerk's face", my voice echoed through the empty hallway. Misha was walking too fast for me to catch up, and for her to hear me I spoke a little too loud.
"Just come on Piya, he is not going to eat you", she yelled just as loud.
"You never know", I said under my breath. After he insulted me like that the other day, he had the nerves to ask me to come meet him? And that too through Misha? Didn't he have the balls to call me on his own?
"Thanks Misha", I said sarcastically as we reached the back of the college near the oak tree.
"You welcome girly", she chirped her way back to where we came from.
"What the hell do you want", I folded my arms and never looked him in the eyes.
"Pia, I wanted to say something", the moment his voice his lips my heart gave in and no matter how much I tried to fight against it, it beat twice as fast against my own will.
"So the other day, it was just a trailer?" I raised my eyebrows as his eyes dropped to the floor. And right then mine fell as well with the guilt of making him feel ashamed. Nothing was going the way I wanted to. I had in my mind that I will give him a piece of me. Yeah that was happening on the outside, but inside I was nearly dying. As he took a step toward me, my heart jumped, and my cheeks burned. When he was inches way from me, he took my hands and interlocked it with his.
"Piya, I'm sorry, I said some things that I shouldn't have said", I felt his hot breath against my skin, which felt a great warmth on the cold day. My eyes directed to the floor; I dared not to look in those blue marbles of his that swept me off my feet. His fingers moved from mine to my shoulder. My bare skin created goose bumps as his touched moved to my neck. My feet were barely standing up straight. I wanted to embrace him and say that it's okay and I forgive you. But something was holding me back and it told me not to give in so easily, no matter what. Then he leaned in, he looked back up at me just in time to see the final moment of me leaning over for what would be the first kiss for me. His lips pressed clumsily onto mine. I was totally caught off guard, had no time to pucker up, to return the kiss, to do anything. It lasted for no more than a few seconds but felt like a lifetime of happiness. My whole muscle was tense free and relaxed. I felt like there were fireworks in the background. My eyes stayed close, even when his lips moved from my lips to my cheek.
"I can't love you the way you love me", his words took me back to reality. Those words burned me alive and the sparkle in my eyes turned to plain old tears. He felt those tears rolling down my cheek and hit his skin but he didn't even flinch. I wanted to walk away from there, walk away from his life, but my legs said otherwise. I couldn't budge because in a way his words made perfect sense.
"I hate you Abhay"
"I am truly sorry Piya."
He moved away from me and looked right into me. I missed his touch already.
"I can't tell you the reason or you might even already know the answer but you can't come close to me, I can't let you to come close to me."
"Why not Abhay?"
"Because your life is too important for me"
"I want you in my life Abhay, can't I have a say in this? After all it's my life too." He swiftly looked away.
"But there will be no life at all if you're with me."
"I can take care of my self", I replied, meaning every word. I had grown up my whole life taking care of myself. How could this be any different?
"It's different and you know it Piya", he replied to my thoughts, our eyes now locked.
"Fine, maybe it is, but I want to be with you, and I'm not scared of anything", I replied in more of a sharp tone.
"You have to let me go Piya, I can't go knowing that you're angry with me", his words were too soft that it made me feel bad that I had used a harsher tone.
"That thought didn't occur to you when we met the last time. If you had left then, I would have been happier"
"I couldn't leave without saying goodbye"
"Why does goodbye have to come into this?"
He didn't answer my question. I didn't bother to repeat it twice. I knew the answer; it was just that I didn't want to accept the truth.
"What if I say I don't give you the permission to leave me?" I folded my hands and chuckled quietly. He took a small step in my direction. "Nothing is going to make me change my mind this time and you know it." One more step. "Abhay stop" I was pinned on the oak tree and there was no way out for me. Then I spotted a broken glass near my foot. One last step. I took a glass and pointed it at him. He laughed at my stupidity. Without thinking twice I took the glass and before I knew it the blood was gushing from my neck.
"Piya", he yelled and took me in his arms before I could fall on the floor. He took his hanky and cleaned the blood from my wound. It wasn't a deep cut but the pain was ghastly. I never thought it would come to a point that I hurt my self, but now I was almost fainting. The only thing that was keeping me alive was Abhay's touch. He lifted me up and moments later we were in my dorm. He laid on the bed with me and I had never felt more closer to him. He had always been there with me in my worst times, and now maybe for the last time, he was still here. Abhay carefully took every piece of my hair and tied it with the hair tie by the bed side. "I have to call the doctor". Just as he was about to pick up the phone I touched his hand and he gazed at me. I looked away from his eyes and closed my brown marbles. He sat on the bed next to me and I felt his touch on my neck. It was suddenly colder than I remembered, and I shivered. He slowly rubbed his fingers up and down my neck and finally cupped his fingers into it. Abhay's lips streaked upon my wound and my pain departed to an unknown land. I clasped onto his body and he squeezed mine. Our body against each other felt like heaven that I never wanted to let go of. His tender touch on my soft skin left me bewildered for a moment, then it vanished like a beautiful dream that you could only see but couldn't hold on to it no matter how much you wanted.. Abhay Raichand and his charms always left me speechless. And when I expected the worst from him, he came and from his lips my injuries disappear. He didn't have to tell me that he was a vampire nor was I surprised of the wounds that left my body without any scars. That was the last time I saw him, his rude arrogant attitude, and his way of loving me even though he denied it the numerous times I confessed his love for me. Maithili. The one name that made his stone face melt before my eyes or even anyone's eyes for that matter. He indeed came to my life as a fairytale but the happily ever after I looked for never seemed to knock on my door. His heart always belonged to Maithili. I was aware of that fact but there was something that pulled him towards me, unfortunately I named that feeling love. It was an unrequited love.
Entry # 2
Entry # 3
Entry # 4
Entry # 5
LOVE ME, HATE ME?
"Just admit it, you love me." Abhay said, he had me pinned up against the door of the supply closet. How did I get in this position, oh yeah, I had to be stupid enough and write his name with mine in a heart on my page filled with doodles and then' leave it out for everyone to see. I just had to do something that stupid didn't I?
It was just another day in History; Mrs. Dasgupta was going on about something that I already knew. 'T' was looking at her nails' as usual, Kabir was fast asleep, Misha was throwing paper balls at him while Tracker looked dreamily past us staring into the future maybe' with Angad or Shaurya, I certainly didn't want to know, and Abhay Raichand was staring at the ceiling. 'What? I didn't know, or really care. I just wanted this class to end so I could rush out of this college and get home, away from him'.
Abhay is the guy who everyone wants to be with, the college heartthrob in short and most guys try to imitate him' in which they fail miserably. He keeps to himself most of the time, but he speaks sometimes but really rudely. For some reason or another, he hated me. Don't ask me why, because I really don't know why. So I pretended to hate him as well. You see, really, I'm in love with him, but he hates me, so it would be stupid to tell him I loved him. So I stuck with being the only person in all of Mount College to hate him seriously, and be the only person he hated in return.
I was doodling in my book full of all my drawings, poems, short stories, and doodles. I took it with me wherever I went. It had everything from a drawing of the small park in the centre of town, to a poem I write about my life in Dehra Dun ever since I moved here. I was working on a sketch of an iPod when a piece of paper landed on my desk. I opened it up to see his beautiful script.
I want to listen to some music, kick me when Mrs. Dasgupta starts to teach us something we don't already know. From the corner of my eyes I saw him role his eyes. 'What is his problem?' I thought and went back to my drawing.
I thought about it for a moment. I knew Abhay and I were at the same class level, it was why Mrs. Dasgupta made us made us project partners. So the idea was okay I gave him a quick nod and went back to my little piece of work. Maybe he will help me back someday. I could just wish.
Sure, but you owe me someday.
I wrote back before continuing my sketch. I had many of them, almost all of them the same, but I loved to draw them. I had one of each colour in my pencil case. Someday I would probably make a smaller sketch of a bunch of them and then colour each one of them a different colour, as if to sum up all of the other ones. Just then the piece of paper was given back to me. I finished up on the head phone I was working on before seeing what he wrote.
DEAL
His lips curbed up into a breathtaking smile and I couldn't help but look away to catch my breath. I smiled before putting the note in my back which was hanging on the back of my chair. I would get rid of it later so Mrs. Dasgupta didn't find it and get mad at Abhay. I wouldn't be that mean, I wasn't that kind of person, even if he did hate me, and I 'Hated' him.
I was now going back to my page filled with doodles when Mrs. Dasgupta started to go on about a project we would have on all of this. I gave Abhay a gentle shove before grabbing a piece of paper and writing down what was up on the board. I didn't pay attention to the fact that my doodles were out in the open for him to see. I was so busy copying down what Mrs. Dasgupta was writing that I didn't notice Abhay looking at the page I had been working on; he had always been quicker at copying down notes. I had just finished writing them down when I noticed him staring at the page; in the middle was a heart with our initials in it.
I quickly grabbed the book and shoved it in my bag along with everything else. Just as I finished up, the bell rang signalling the end of class. I quickly got up and ran out the door. I walked quickly down the hall, taking the longer way out to make sure I would avoid his locker. I was so busy worrying about what Abhay would say and hopping he didn't see what I wrote down in the middle of the page, even though I knew the chances of that happening were slim to none I hadn't factored into the question that there was a hallway connecting the two together. So when I passed by, I wasn't ready for Abhay to grab me and pull me into a nearby supply closet.
Why was I such a screw up? Oh no not a screw up; my luck was so bad that even the simplest, silliest things could get me into trouble. Yes, that would be the answer. I sighed looking towards my hands which were now pressed against the door right beside my head.
"Just admit it Pia, you love me, admit it" he said again. I was hopeless, he had me pinned up agents the door, and he was too strong for me to try and shove him out of the way. So I admitted defeat.
"Okay, I admit it; I'm in love with you. Okay? I love you. There are you happy? You have what you want, something else to bug me with and hate about me. Now let go of me and let me try and save some of my dignity and go home" I said fighting against him, trying to break free and run to Misha's home, climb up the stairs and curl up in my bed with a good book and read until it was time to start dinner.
I was so busy trying to break free of his strong grip that I didn't notice the look in his eyes. They were' I didn't know that expression. It seemed like some ancient grief he was replaying in his head. Something he had forbade me from knowing.
"Why now?" he asked suddenly taking me by surprise. I looked at him cryptically.
"Why now?" I said laughing with disbelieve. "I always loved you' you were the one who pushed me away remember?" That might have hit a spot' He wasn't looking at me but his eyes seemed to tell me he was trying something that would make me not love him' I knew that was impossible.
He was watching me intently, carefully. He placed his hands against the door on either side of my head and leaned forward, forcing me to press back against the door' again. He leaned in even closer, his face inches from mine. I had no room to run. Damn it!
"Now," he breathed, and just his smell disturbed my thought processes, "what exactly were you saying?"
"Well, um, that I-" I gulped "' I always loved you"
He fought back a smile. He was happy but his anger overpowered all his other emotions as usual. Then he bent his head down and touched his cold lips softly to the hollow at the base of my throat.
"Are you still thinking the same?" he murmured against my skin.
"Yes." I struggled to concentrate. "About ' how much I love you"
His nose drew a line up the skin of my throat to the point of my chin. His cold breath tickled my bare skin. What was he trying to do? Scare me or try to disgust me? Whatever he was doing' it was having an opposite reaction.
"And now?" His lips whispered against my jaw. Not a good sign. Stay clam don't do anything stupid to give away' 'Any normal girl would have slapped him right across the face and ran away' my conscience said, but I ignored her.
"Still love you too much" I breathed and said. His eyes were tense now' Thinking of what he would have to do next to change my mind?
He lifted his face to kiss my eyelids. "Think about it' You know that I am not a normal person'"
"No, but it doesn't matter." There was confidence in my voice. I knew he was soon going to loose. "Neither am I" I snickered and he smiled in response too. My conscience had lost the battle against my heart, she wanted this too now.
He kissed slowly down my cheek, stopping just at the corner of my mouth.
"I would only hurt you further" His lips barely brushed against my trembling lower lip.
"No," I breathed. I knew there was a second part to my brilliant defense, but I couldn't quite call it back. 'REMEMBER' I shouted in my head.
"You see," he said, his lips moving against mine. "I am a monster, and you are not as strong as you think' You can't handle me and my'" he trailed of in a sad tone, His fists clenched of that I was sure.
"No," I sighed. "I can" I said finally, my voice seemed more pleading. 'I don't want to loose you' I wanted to tell him, but I suppressed my urge.
He pulled my hands to his chest to say something' "Can you feel it? My heart beat?" he asked almost cryptically. I didn't understand what he said.
"I cant here anything" I said with an air of idiocy.
"That is the point Pia. My heart doesn't beat. Not for you, not for anyone" He was giving me double meanings and that was not fair. I was not super intelligent or a mind reader in this fact to know what he was saying.
I let out a ragged breath, and he suddenly became stiff. Strange' I mumbled.
"Try to understand what I am saying Pia' I am not good for you. I am just going to increase your problems" he pleaded.
"There is always someone meant for us Abhay and I am sure I have found mine'" I remembered Panchi's face, how she had persuaded me that what I felt for Abhay was nothing to worry about'
"I know" he said suddenly. "That is what scares me Pia. I cant handle to loose someone again." I shook my head.
"I am going nowhere I promise" he breathed and then kissed my forehead.
"You are going to be the death of me you know" I looked at him quizzically.
"When mom and dad get to know this' it is certainly going to need a lot of persuading to do' Saving you is feeling like a full time occupation nowadays." He chuckled and said.
His smile was flawless, it was the first time I had seen him smile like this' for me. I was content. My heart was light' he seemed to accept my feelings and that was all I wanted.
"I am glad" I don't know what expression I was holding but it was certainly amusing him.
"What can I say now?" I shrugged. I wanted to know what he felt for me, but I was sure this guy couldn't possibly be meant for me' he was too good to be true.
"Tell me' what are you thinking?" I asked him without thinking.
"Thinking what dangers there might be in the future, because in the hell I live in it won't be as fairy tale like as people think. Loving someone isn't that easy you know" My breathing stopped and I was sure he knew that.
He let me go and I was sure it would have been better if he didn't. He smiled knowingly and went of towards his next class I was left breathless when Misha found me. "Hey Pia, Mom and dad wants to meet you" she scrutinized me as if I was a alien. I rolled my eyes and nodded my head slightly. My head was still heavy. I couldn't imagine that happened just now.
"What happened to you?" she said with a smirk, maybe guessing' I shook my head lying. She caught me then.
"Don't try to lie, you are very bad at it' 'Sugar pie'" she said with a laugh. I didn't get her point but I just started walking. "Did he propose? Ooh ooh did he kiss you?" she tried imitating a baby tone. Something like that, I wanted to tell her, but by doing that I would officially damn myself. I thought with a smile. She smiled at me warmly and mumbled something I couldn't hear. But I was happy she understood.
"Why did your parents want to meet me?" good one Pia, I patted my back internally. Changing the topic was a good idea.
"Oh they want to talk about some orphanage they went to' said that it was important" I know I was panicking but I hid it back' with the memories of 'him'.
Entry # 6
"Pia, you have to tell me today what's up with this 'last and eternal love' anyway?" Abhay gave the card in his hand another glance and said. His tone was playful mixed with a fake hint of annoyance.
"Huh? You mean to say this isn't the first time she's given you such a card?" Rui coughed as she drank her drink when she heard her cousin say those words. "How romantic!" she added.
"What's so romantic about it?" Piped in Misha as she leaned against her husband's arms, relaxed as Shaurya ran rubbed her arms while smiling. "It's just a stupid card anyway!" This made Shaurya stopped his moving hands for two seconds as he gave her wife a glance of helplessness. "Mish, you are still unromantic as ever…" he sighed and kissed the top of her head. Angad, seeing his former crush snuggling so cutely to her husband made him stare at his wife to whom only her drink seemed the most important thing in the world.
Pia shook her head at her friends and turned to raise her eyebrows to her husband Abhay. She could easily see the playfulness dancing in his eyes and the truth of the annoyance behind his expression. Taking her time, she sipped from her drink and pretended to think.
"What's so wrong about it anyway? I think the words in itself are too poetic, how can you not like them?" She asked in return and saw Abhay roll his eyes.
"Spare me the pleasure of your poetic riddles honey, I just want the answer!" He demanded in his business tone which was cold, husky and very royal. Pia smiled at the childishness of his world famous business tycoon husband.
All of this was happening in the expensive and elegant sitting room of the Raichand Villa, where Abhay Raichand lived with his wife Pia and two 14 year old twin boys. Today was Abhay's birthday and like every year he had decided to spend this day with his extremely close friends and family. Unfortunately, his parents Chand and Haseena Raichand couldn't be there for their son's birthday because of their priorities. Nonetheless, it wasn't a big loss for the birthday man; after all he hadn't been extremely close to his parents anyway. It was always a day which was a bit off the traditional because whenever people heard there was birthday of a rich and famous business person, immediately a thought of lavish party crossed their mind whereas for Abhay a good birthday celebration meant close friends, a glass of finest wine and a few arguments with his wife.
"What don't you like about it?" Pia tried again and suppressed a smile.
"Everything! It makes me feel like I'm missing a lot of things from your life. 'Last'? The word makes it feel like there's been so much in your life and I've been too absent through it, I hate that feeling." Abhay finished his glass of wine in one gulp and said out his feelings.
"Abhay, it is about time you accept the fact that no husband knows everything about their wife's life. And trust me, it's better that way." Shaurya said in a reasoned tone.
"Not for me, I always like to be the first. Be it professionally or personally, first is what I am meant to be." Abhay's voice was filled with furious pride as the smirk crept on his lips at his words. Angad and Shaurya whooped at his statement while Misha just shook her head.
"But, I am first in Pia's life." He added with an afterthought. Pia raised her eyebrows at him. "Well, I am the first person to see when she wakes in the morning, the first she calls in when she's happy or sad, the first person to hold her hand etc." Abhay explained with a wink towards Pia. Pia gave a soft laughter.
"This makes you the first in everything cous!" Rui chirped and applauded. A wave of laughter echoed in the room.
"True, but that doesn't mean that you are a first in everything hubby!" Pia said in a mysterious voice when the laughter died. "Oh c'mon Pia, you can't wiggle out of this one. Admit it, I'm always first in your life!" Abhay said in a somewhat bragging way.
"Of course not! You're not the first one who—" the words escaped Pia's mouth before she could stop herself. As she said it, a pair of smiling eyes and a single silver earring flashed in her mind. Her heart skipped a beat and the smile on her face faded away as a shadow of the past crept on her face. But it was gone as soon as it had come. Abhay was staring at her with a confused smile and questioning eyes. Pia just shook her head and plastered a smile on her face which clearly indicated that she wanted everyone to forget her blunder.
"Forget it! Who wants more wine?"
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Pia walked into the study and closed the door behind her. Walking to her shelf, she extracted an old blue diary from behind her books, somewhere no one would dream to look for anything special. The year engraved on the diary was exactly 20 years old. Taking the diary in her hand, she moved her fingers over the silver writing of the year and a sad smile crept on her lips. Sighing, she walked towards her favorite chair and sat on it. Bringing one knee to her chest, she rubbed her temples. Too much wine, she thought as she closed her eyes.
"Let me give a massage, trust me all the headache will be gone in a poof!"
Pia opened her eyes with a start as the voice rang in her head. The playful, carefree voice with enough power to take away anyone's troubles away. Could she ever forget that voice? Could she ever forget the person to whom the voice belonged? Did she even want to forget him…? After twenty years, she was still clutching to the memories silently without giving away anything. Why? She sometimes questioned herself and the answer was always ready…
Pia opened the diary and turned the pages one by one just glancing over them without giving them much thought. She was 18 when she started her first diary and strangely on the last night of her 18th year, she stopped writing it. Ever since then, Pia had never considered writing a diary. After carefully turning the old yellowed pages, she finally reached the one she was searching for. Running her fingers over her own writing, she read the words she had written long ago which she still remembered and all the feelings attached to it.
I am in love…
These four words had marked the beginning of everything…all her firsts which Abhay claimed that he was. And Pia had never cleared his misunderstanding. He had no idea how hard, painful, heartbreaking being anyone's first was. So many feelings attached to being the first. Each one of them irreplaceable and she knew it because the special place that he held in her heart was still not replaced by anything.
Him. Kabir Singh Rathore.
Her. Pia Jaiswal.
Them. A dream still etched in her heart, never letting go.
Kabir was her first; first best friend, first rival, first support and first love. He was first person who brought her out of her fairytales and made her see that the magic of reality went far beyond the boundaries of stories. The first person to break the walls she had created upon herself. The first person to give her wings. The first person to tell her just how beautiful she was…the first person to unlock all the emotions she never thought she would be able to feel.
The happiness of sharing the little joys of life with someone.
The eagerness to get by someone's side as soon as possible.
The strange fluttering of heart just by assurance that in the crowd there was one person who quietly cheered her on with a smile.
The joys of seeing all the magical dreams come true.
The sensation of soul being sucked from your body when someone kissed you…just what was that Kabir hadn't done to her?
He was like a storm who's each action swept her off her feet. His smiles, his laughter, his anger, his excitement, his childishness; he was so full on emotions and each portrayal of his emotion was so breathtaking, or maybe she was the only one who felt the world stop and people disappear whenever he smiled at her.
How could she ever forget when he had sneaked in her room in the middle of the night like a thief and danced with her under the light of the full moon in the balcony? The wind played the melody and the trees were the audience as they moved around perfectly with their arms around each other. All because she had carelessly wished for such a moment in front of her. And he had been the first one to fulfill it.
Or the time when he had sung her a song in front of the whole crowd, meaning every word as he sung it? She remembered her rapid heartbeats and uneven breathing when he started straight into her eyes as his hands moved on the keys of the piano. It was like she was going die because her heart was going to explode due to happiness. He was the first person to show that he cared in such a dreamy manner.
And never could she forget the time when after their first huge fight, he had grabbed her hand and pinned her on the wall with eyes that showed anger like she'd never seen before. When she had demanded him to let her go with furious and hurt tears in her eyes, he had crushed her lips with his. Her first kiss. It wasn't gentle but furious. It wasn't demanding, it was commanding. His kiss had told all his unspoken feelings that she wasn't alone burning in the sweet flames of love, he was with her too. She had felt like her breath was going to leave her body if he didn't stop yet she hadn't wanted him to stop; she was welcoming that sweet breathlessness.
So many firsts…that Abhay could never have in her life. And because of all these beautiful firsts, she was still fulfilling the first promise he asked her make. It was when he was going, forever. Parting was the gift he gave her on her 19th birthday. He had taken her hand in his' and asked her to promise her. That he would always be her last…
"Promise me, I'll always be your last. Your last first kiss and your last first love…please don't forget your first promise with me…"
After saying those words, he hadn't stayed but had walked away. Without a backward glance at her tears…he walked away. Never to turn back again. Never to be by her side again…never to be the first in anything in her life again. He had given her all his share of firsts…now she was left with seconds only…
Pia got out of her whirlwind of memories. Rubbing the traces of tears from her face, she got up and walked towards the window. For twenty years she had been fulfilling her promise to him and she would keep on holding on to it. Even if he hadn't made her promise to remember him, she still would've done in anyway. He was far too special for her forget. Her present may have Abhay having all the firsts but her untouched pure past was filled with Kabir. She loved Abhay more than anything in the world and her whole future was no doubt be going to be spent with him by her side but that one year she had spent with Kabir had given her so many firsts and memories that an eternity wouldn't be enough to erase them.
Even if Kabir had given her such beautiful feelings, he had also given her first heartbreak which still throbbed whenever she thought about in loneliness. Maybe that was why she was persistent to keep Kabir the first and Abhay the last in her life…because Abhay would be the last person to leave her with heartbreak…something that would never. She only wished Abhay could understand the beauty of the word 'last' in her life without her trying to make him understand. Because if she did try to make him understand, she would have to taint the untouched snow of her secret one year with Kabir, something she would never do.
Sighing, she stared at the falling snow outside of the window. It was going to a night to remember all her firsts. Even as she watched, in the screen of her mind her first ever snowfall became clear.
"Kabir! It's snowing! My first snowfall ever!"
"Really? Then let's have another first!"
"What?"
"Your first snow fight! With me…!"
"Who else would I have it with anyway?"
"No one…because all your firsts belong to me Pia…"
Entry # 7
Entry # 8
The Proposal
Abhay is very excited. This is THE night. After tonight he and Pia would belong to each other, forever. Well, almost. Checking the arrangements a final time, he settles down to wait.
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As Pia walks up to the entrance of the restaurant, she feels herself trembling...
Pia (to herself): Calm down Pia. You are going to meet your best friend Abhay, not the Big Bad Wolf who tried to eat up Little Red Riding Hood!!
[She opens the door, and peers into the darkened hall in surprise.]
Power cut? Inke paas generator ya inverter nahin hai kya? So weird!
[She pulls out her phone to call Abhay, when suddenly she hears him whisper. His voice seems to come from all directions.]
Abhay: Pia.
Pia (calls out): Abhay?
Abhay: Yes Pia. I'm here.
Pia: Kahaan ho tum Abhay? Please dekho mazaak mat karo. (in a slightly desperate tone) Abhay? Where are you?
Abhay (quietly): Trust me.
[Pia feels a blindfold being slipped over her eyes. Sensing that it is Abhay, she relaxes. Abhay places his right hand on her waist, and holds her left hand with his own. She tries to pull away, but he tightens his hold on her.]
Pia: Abhay..
Abhay: Shhhh.......it's ok Pia.
[He kisses the top of her head when suddenly a voice rings out from somewhere within...]
Misha: Dude!! Kissy-wissy baad men karna...yahaan mosquitoes mujhse involuntary blood donation karwa rahe hain. Lights on karo na!!
Haseena (shocked): Chaand!!!!!!! Stop that!
Tracker: Oooooooooh! Abhay, dekho tumhaare parents is umar mein romance kar rahe hain!! How romantic!
Angad: Hum bhi karenge Ruhi.. *sings*
Hum jab honge saath saal ke
Aur tum hogi pachpan ki
Bolo ki kya preet nibhaaogi tum tab bhi apne bachpan ki...
Tracker: Chheee!! Loser! Main kabhi buddhi nahin hone waali!
Haseena (angrily): Buddhi? Who buddhi? I'll tell you buddhi!!
[Suddenly Tracker starts squealing.]
Tracker: Bachaao! Bachaao! Mosquitoes!
Angad (in a warrior-like tone): Main bachaaunga tumhein Ruhi!!
[There is a sound of a slap.]
Kabir: Mujhe na humesha se pata tha tujh mein kuch gadbad hai Angad. Door reh mujhse. Bilkul door!
Angad (thoroughly confused): Abey maine kya kiya?
Kabir: That was me you kissed, you oaf!
Shaurya and T: Hawwwww!!
Misha: Hawww kyun? (sternly) Shaurya? What did you do?
Shaurya (sheepishly): Umm...Mish, where are you? I thought I was kissing you.
Angad: Dekha? Maine kuch nahin kiya!
Misha: Wait a sec guys. Agar Shaurya ne Kabir ko kiss kiya, toh T kyun haw boli?
Kabir: Yes T...bolo.
T: Woh...I kissed Shaurya.
Shaurya: I didn't get any kiss!
Panchhi: Uh-oh.
T: What?
Panchhi: I thought it's my boss.....
Misha (interestedly): Your boss kisses you?
Madhu Dobriyal (shocked): Your boss kisses you?
Arnab Dobriyal: Arey karta hai toh karne do. Tum interfere mat karo.
T: Whatever. Tacky, ugly people.
Misha: Mirror dekh liya kya T?
Tracker: Itne dark mein mirror mein dikh raha hai kya?
Misha (fondly) : Usne mirror pe torch lagaayi hai Tracker.
Tracker: Wow! Mujhe bhi dekhna hai.
Misha: Uffo...duffer!
Angad: Hey Misha..meri Ruhi ko kuch mat kaho..warna...
Misha: Warna? What warna?
[Tracker starts shoving people to get to T and her 'magic mirror', while Kabir gets caught in the middle of a fist-fight between Misha and Angad. Abhay sighs, takes off Pia's blindfold and drives her away. Suddenly, the restaurant manager comes in and switches on the lights.]
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Abhay takes Pia to a lake with beautiful pink, yellow, purple and blue lotuses swaying gently in the breeze. While she is admiring the beauty of the place, he takes a small box out of his pocket and gets down on one knee.
Abhay: Pia.
Pia (not turning around): Hmm?
Abhay: Pia.
[Something in his voice makes her turn. She sees the ring in his hand and gasps.]
Abhay: I love you Pia. Will you accept me, forever?
Pia (with tears in her eyes): I love you too Abhay. I am yours, and I claim you, forever.
[He gets up, and they hug, both dreaming of a new life full of nothing but love.]
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Back at the hospital, this is what the manager later writes in his journal....
Dear Diary,
I don't know what I saw. There was supposed to be an engagement party at the restaurant, but what I saw.......
There was a curly-haired girl tearing out the hair of a young man previously dressed in a black suit – by the time I reached, only some essentials and some black tatters were left.
There was a tall young man lying on the floor, on whom was standing a life-size Barbie doll. The doll was yelling at a mannequin from some designer's studio about some magic mirror. The mannequin was spraying perfume all around.
What looked like a married couple were arguing, and while the lady kept punching a shirtless lad for emphasis, the man kept telling a pretty girl to go on and have fun.
The weirdest thing is yet to come. I don't know...I can't...oh well. There was this gorgeous lady and short man dressed all in black. That isn't weird in itself....but...well, they were lying on the floor and biting any feet they could get their fangs on!!!!
I know I know...even my shrink doesn't believe me!!!!
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Entry # 9
8:45 a.m
Class room no 17
Mount College,Dehradun.
"Oh no Oh no...OH NO...Pia Jaiswal-youre DEAD!",Piya muttered as she rushed into her joint journalism class fearing that she would have to hear it from Ms Promtima again,only to find the class in chaos .Piya heaved a sign of relief and entered the class.It was FRIDAY,what a relief!-the only day Ms Protima canceled her lectures to meet *ahem ahem* a certian Mr Debojeet from the neighboring college.Piya looked around the classroom as she carefully adjusted her skirt only to see him sitting at the last bench.Her hear skipped a beat as she looked at the pale faced Abhay looking peinsively at the desk,untill he suddenly looked at her.Thier eyes met,and Piya got the similiar snesation again-a warmth that spread through her entire body with a shudder down her spine.Quite unlike what normal people felt,but she couldnt really help it.It was weird even though she loved him with all her heart,there were still times she just coudnt understand how he could creep her out so much.Abhay gazed down as Piya continued to look at him wondering why she just coudnt admit that he loved her-was it really so difficult?they knew it,EVERYONE knew it,but why couldn't he admit it?.Abhay continued to look at the bench determined not to look at Piya again-he had to stay away from her."Piya?",a soft voice rose from behind Piya as she looked behind to see Kabir.Kabir gently took her hand as Piya squirmed when she realised Abhay was looking at them.She looked at Kabir as she tried to give him a encouraging smile.Kabir grinned back and said "Toh aaj pizza khane chale?...Hum sab jaa rahe hai".Piya looked around and saw Tracker and Angad grinning at her."Woh Panchi ki pehli salary ka treat hai....",Kabir looked closely at Piya almost expecting a no.Piya quietly nodded as Angad and Kabir raced each other out of the classroom.Piya walked with Tracker outside the class as she turned around to give one last glance at Abhay,only to find him gone.
9:15 a.m.
Pizza Corner,Dehradhun
Piya fidgeted with her straw as she absentmindedly looked at the mirror facing the door again."Piya STOP IT!!!,hes not comming...stop behaving like an idiot",she coaxed herself."Piya.....?",Tracker nervously whispered in Piyas ears,"whats wrong with Mish?".Piya curously looked across the tabel to see Misha looking down at her colddrink turning red in her face.Piya looked around and noticed everyone on thier tabel was looking at Misha.Misha continued to look down-she didnt look angry,neither did she look thoughtful,she looked weird."What??",Misha muttered once she realised everyone was looking at her,"Yaha koi picture chal raha hai kya?".Everyone exchanged confused glances and continued with thier previous activites.Piya carefully continued to glance at Misha,"Kuch toh hua hai....",she murmered to herself.Shaurya entered the pizza parlour and Misha suddenly stiffened."Hey Mish",he smilingly said as her sat down next to misha gently placing his hand on hers.Misha got up with a jerk,"Dude watch youre Hand!!!",she fiercly said as she stomped off to the playstation installed in the parlour.Shaurya smiled apologetically and tried to strike a conversation with Panchi who looked puzzeled with her sisters beahavoiur.Piya gave Shaurya a smile as she unintetionally looked up at the mirror again."Abhay....",she gasped as she saw Abhay enter the parlour-with T.Piya felt her heart sink,as Kabir put his hand forward to hold her hand tightly.Piya looked at Kabir shocked as she noticed Kabir looking at Abhay fiercely,who was returning the expression not quite noticig T's displeasure over it.Piya looked at both of them disgusted,one Kabir who would do just about anything to get her back in his life and the other Abhay who would do anything to hurt Piya just to make her stay away from him.She jerked Kabirs hand off and walked to the Pizza counter.Kabir and Abahy continued to give each other deadly looks till T took Abhay away and seated themselfs at the opposite table.Kabir sat down looking smug as Piya continued to look at him and Abhay for a distance."Hey...",A voice came from behind Piya,she looked behind to find Shurya smiling at her-almost sympthetically.Piya smiled back as Shaurya looked at her keenly."Tumhe Abhay accha lagta hai na?",he asked softly as he looked at the menu list on the wall.Piya looked at him stunned as Shuarya looked back at her with a small smile on its face."Dotn you think you make it TOO obvious Piya?",he grinned at her as Piya blushed the deepest shade of pink."Tuhme aisa kyun lagta hai..",Piya laughinly."Elemenntary my dear Piya...its in youre eyes",Sharya replied as his eyes wandered towards Abhay whose eyes were only on Piya."Aur kya hai tumhara observation?..",Piya asked inqusitively."Well...",Shuarya replied as he rubbed his hands together,"Panchi hates her boss...",to which Piya nodded her head."Angad loves Tracker...." to which Piya nodded her head again." Tracker.....well forget it"; he said as he caught Tracker staring at him.Piya suppressed a giggle."Ermm....aur kya...Kabir likes you..." Shurya continued as Piya caught Kabir looking at her smugly.Piya looked down as Shuarya quietly stated," But you don't.....".Piya smiled back and from the corner of her eye looked at Abhay-who was still staring at her.She continued to stare at him while he continued to look back at her, like he didn't care, even if that meant if he was doing it in front of his 'girlfriend' T."Abhay tumse pyaar karta hai..." Shaurya muttered softly as Piya looked at him starteled."Par dikhana nahi chahata......" he said and after a deep breath said-"But I don't think that's needed anyway."Piya smiled at Sharuya and was glad that she wasn't the only one who saw Abhays love for her. He was so difficult to gauge, to see the love he had for her behind the thick curtain of hate that she showed her." I don't understand it..." Shuarya shrugged," You and Abhay...its so WIERD...".Piya smiled and replied,"Kuch cheezein samjhani zarrori nahi hoti..unhe mehsoos karna zarrori hota hai...".Shaurya nodded and glanced at Misha who tried to concentrate on her game as her eyes kept automatically moving in Shauryas direction."Tumhe pata hai Misha ko kya hua hai?",Piya asked Shaurya once she realised who Saurian was looking at.Shaurya continued to look at Misha and shrugged,"Kash Mujhe pata hota....".he sighed and continued" I cant bear her behaving so ....."."Rude, insensitive...." Piya completed the sentence. She knew how it felt-being attracted towards someone so much only to be hurt and insulted time and again, but still having no bad feelings in you're heart towards that very person." I know how that feels..." Piya shrugged as Shaurya looked back at her," You do?", he quietly said. His gaze traveled towards Misha and Piya looked at Abhay again.Misha tired to concentrate on her game as her eyes kept traveling towards Shurya again.Abhay and Piya had an eye contact,"Damn Piya...please mujhe aise mat dekho..",Abhay said to himself.Abhay tired to give her his sternest look possible,but no respite Piya continued to look at him." Fortune Cookie??"Shaurya asked as he shoved a bowl of cookies under her nose." You believe in them?"Piya asked suspiciously."Kinda....but first..." Shaurya trialed off as he walked towards Misha with the bowl in his hand.Misha threw him a dirty look before she picked one and was about to put it in her mouth." No....Open it....",Shaurya asked her softly.Misha opened the cookie and read from the chit-"the love you are looking for is standing besides you".Misha looked at Shaurya,who standing next to her as he saw what was written in the chit.Misha blushed a bright pink as Shaurya knowingly said-"Lucky you", as he walked away grinning. Next in line was Tracker who eagerly picked up the cookie only to find-"You are wasting you time on someone who isn't you're destiny". Tracker grimaced as Panchi picked up the next cookie-"Don't judge a book by its cover".Panchi read the chit again and closed it wondering who it referred to.Kabir was laughing at Trackers chit as he picked his cookie only to find the same chit as Tracker.Kabir grumbled as he crushed the chit and threw it on the floor."T?",Shaurya asked T who eagerly picked up the chit being bored from Abhays silent company.T opened the chit and read loudly-"Try to live outside the makeup box" as everyone gawafed loudly.T looked at everyone angrily and began to file her nails after which Abhay picked the final cookie.Abhay opened the last cookie and read to himself-"Hold on to the love you have before you loose it forever".Abhay looked up at Piya who was trying to read his reaction to his fortune cookie.Shaurya meanwhile walked back towards Piya.Piya looked at the bowl disappointed-all the cookied were finished."Not fair Shaurya...ab hume apni kismat kaise pata chalegi?",she said disappointed."Humme uski zarrorat nahi Piya,hum apni Kismat already bana chuke hai",Sharya smiled as he looked at Misha and Abhay who looked confused at thier "fortune"."Maybe youre right...",Piya grinned as for the first time as she saw Abhay looking towards her,with a tinge of guilt in his eyes."Aakhir hamari Kismat humse kab tak bhagegi...",she concluded as she and Shaurya walked towards the pizza table again.
Date 16/07/2024 Rank 24 Keep it updated guys Dekhte hain no 1 hote h ya nhi
Hello guys, I was in fun mood to write something on PKYEK. This is just a comedy drabble after the couples of PKYEK show had married. Its little...
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