Hello all the PrAja jans!!!!
Came up with another stupid story. To be honest, I would have posted it 2 months back, but I was confused about which one should I really start. I mean there had been 2 concepts in my mind. Finally came out of this dilemma and chose one to start. Actually there are some confusions regarding some points of this story which I'm unable to figure out, but I'm sure everything would be fine as I proceed with the story.
Okay, I know I'm confusing you all so let's leave these things. So before I start, my readers should know the following:
1) It does not follow history. It is purely a fiction.
2) You MAY find the characters(in the sense of their nature) of this story a little different from the show.
3) Sometimes I may be SUPER late in updating the next part. Sorry for that in advance.
4) You MAY, I mean MAY be only, you can find the story a little confusing at start but it would get clearer as I proceed.
5) And yes, please mention in your comments that would you have a problem imagining RoSal as PrAja is they are some where nearly 23 or 24 years?
So here's the prologue of the story:
"Aap aayengi na Ajabde? Aap..aap aaayengi na?" He holds her hand and asks her in a voice filled with anxiety and fear of not meeting her again.
"Hum avashya aayenge, paristhitiyon ko samjhne ki koshis kijiye...hum nahin ruk sakte yahan...Sab thik ho jayega sab thik ho jayega...Hum...hum chalet hai...dhyaan rakhiyega apna..." She takes her hand out of her grip and vanishes there in the darkness leaving him as he tried to search her in the darkness surrounding him...
"Chod dijiye humein, chod dijiye humein, humein jaane dijiye, jaane dijiye humein." She was running as fast as she could.
"Rani Sa ka aadesh hai, tu hum se nahin bach sakti ladki..." They ran behind her with open swords in their hand.
"Hum...humara peecha kyun...kyun kar rahein hai aap?" Her speed slowed down as she ran further. Her duppatta had stuck in the bushes and leaving that wretched piece of clot she ran for her life.
"Ruk jaa ladki..."
"Bachahiye humein...humein bachaiye...humein bachaiye Kunwar..." Dead end. She slipped.
"Aakriti ! Kya hua Aakriti aap thik toh hai na? Seema, jao Rani Sa ko bula lao..." Moti patted her on her back trying to calm her. At first hearing that scream she had thought that it was another of those few nightmares which she was having from the last 2 weeks. But looking at her face it was evident that it was not like the previous ones.
"Kya hua hua Leela...Sab thik toh hai? Akriti..." She sat beside a terrified Akriti. She was sweating vigorously. Indra Devi put her hand on Akriti's head and tried to pacify her...
"Aaj phir aap ne koi wahi bura sapna dekha kya?"
"Ajabde Kaun hai Maa?"
"Aap kiski baat kar rahi hai beta?"
"Kaun hai yeh Ajabde? Kyun aati hai ve baar baar humare sapno mein? Aur woh kauntha? Woh kaun tha?"
"Akriti beata, bohot raat ho gayi hai humein lagta hai ab aapko so jaana chahiye. So jaiye beta...Woh bass ek bura sapna tha aur kuch nahin." Indra Devi made her understand and helped her lie down once again on the bed. She patted her head softly and calmed her down. Soon Akriti was asleep. Indra Devi kissed her on her forehead and left the room.
"Sirf ek sapna, ek bura sapna..."
Finished. I hope you liked the prologue. Hit the like button and please drop your wonderful comments and yes I know I won't come her for 20 days are so but I will come back and if there are enough of you feed backs the first thing I would be doing would be updating its first part. Promise.
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