Abhigya SS: The couple that reads together - EPILOGUE - Page15 - Page 11

Originally posted by: mokshi66

Lovely splendid update❤️ loved to the coreee❤️ keep rocking eagerly waiting for ur nxt update 👍🏼

Originally posted by: Naina-

NIVZZZ

Okay, so not like I was waiting for the update since forever...but I was. I feel like I've come to the point where I read other fan fictions and just substitute Abhi and Pragya's names in them so that I can enjoy them. Because very few people still write about Abhigya. So thank you for being one of those few people 😳

*Huge sigh* So Idk where to start...? I remember your first OS and how far you've come babe! I'm like sooo immensely proud of what a brilliant writer you've grown to be and the depths that you take these characters into!

Thank you so much Nainu 🤗

Also, you make me fall hard for Abhi. For some reason, your Abhi is like future suniye for me. I feel like you write more from an Abhi's POV, which we HARDLY if ever get on the show, so it makes me as a reader relate to Abhi a lot more through your stories. Even moreso than with Pragya-you tend to keep her life a little gray, a little mysterious, a little hidden/draped from the audience. Its harder to relate to her, though since she's my bae, I still adore her.

Actually, I like the personality differences in your take. I like how Abhi isn't giving up on her, realizes he makes mistakes, and isn't willing to believe everything that she blurts out at him! YAYY for not being gullible naive Abhi!! And I love how Pragya wants to not be dependent on his love. I kinda like the hard cold exterior for a change, trying not to melt because of him like she does on the show.

Because I want Abhi to solve the puzzle that Pragya is! I love Abhi being active and I also love Pragya making it hard for Abhi. I want both of them to not give up on their decisions quickly. As Pele says, "The more difficult the victory, the greater the happiness in winning." 😆

You wrote a somewhat cozy Abhigya scene-it's Nivu's first!! And you wrote it superb!!

Glad it came out well 😳

I think my favorite part was how he took her to the old age home-i'm not sure if I interpreted it like you, but my take on it was that all these people in the old age are alone. They have sad pasts and they're trying to look at life through a positive perspective, which is great-but maybe its too late? Like maybe they were cold and pessimistic all their life that now when they're all alone in the old age home, they have no option but to be optimistic? Thats how I took that scene-that Abhi wants to show Pragya what her life could end up being if she doesn't let anyone break her walls and share her life with. And I thought you very nicely incorporated that whole aspect into the chapter!

I love this interpretation ⭐️

Question-so why did she run away when she saw his guitar and remembered their past of him showing her his guitar? I think I might have missed the big picture there? I was maybe too excited reading this update 😳 But was it basically her realizing what he's trying to do and trying to back out from becoming vulnerable and open to him?

You got it right. You have the answer already. 😉

THE TEXTSSS WERE ADORABLE!! So realistic of how it says *typing* and then *online* and the other person waits, watching the status change from one to the other back and forth, anxious to read whats to come and then nothing comes about at all and you just end up getting disappointed as to what the other person ended up not saying?

AND HIS WAY OF SAYING YES WAS THE BEST!! "Why would you ask Purab?" 😆

I am sort of relieved that you didn't ask me what Abhi ended up not saying. But Abhi is right na. Why did she have to mention Purab? 😆

Nivz, this is bittersweet. Sweet because this is now my favorite story from you and i've put a few quotes from this story onto my wall of quotes, so thank you for that! Bitter because

BABE. YOU CANNOT LEAVE US HANGING ON THAT TEXT.

Posted an optional second part. Hope it helps!

Please put an epilogueee!!

There's an epilogue to be posted. Maybe after few days, it will be on the thread.

Love,

Naina

This is me after reading your comment

Originally posted by: mokshi66

Omg so sry but y u end this so soon sissy????

Originally posted by: dharunya

loved it... ❤️ also.. abhi is such a chuweeet heart.. always behind prags like always..😳

really i njoyed alottt by reading all ur stories... keep writing nive sis...🤗

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"Damn", he said cursing the weather as it started raining just as he came out of the flower shop after buying a bouquet for Pragya. He quickly went to his car, placed the bouquet in the nearby seat and started driving the car. He hoped that she wouldn't be angry for missing her show. She was so excited about that particular play because it was the first time she was playing a man. She told him very strictly that he should be seated in the first row before the play started. He was also excited but then someone released a part of his unreleased song online and he was busy in the issue. Though the song was removed from internet soon, he wanted to know who did that and since, his mind was fully involved in that, he forgot about Pragya's play. It is only when he saw her "Where are you?" messages after hours, he realized that he had missed her play.

"How dare he?", she was muttering when Purvi entered the dressing room and saw Pragya sitting on the chair in front of mirror removing her makeup.

"Since when this has been happening?"

"Last week", replied Purvi with her eyes downcast.

"Di, please. Don't complain it to anyone. I don't want to make it an issue", said Purvi with a fear filled face and that fear on her face made Pragya even more angry.

Pragya wouldn't have slapped Nikhil if she didn't see him smirking at Purvi after entering the room telling a formal Hi". That was the limit of her patience.

Both Nikhil and Purvi was shocked at her reaction.

"What?", he shouted but after seeing Purvi's face he understood why Pragya slapped him.

"This is none of your business", said Nikhil in rage.

Pragya grabbed Purvi's wrist and started walking not giving any reaction to Nikhil's warning.

"Hey", Nikhil hurried to stand before they could get out of the room.

"What? You want another slap?"

Nikhil cupped Pragya's face roughly and warned her not to mess with him which made Pragya push him away with sheer force. As his head hit the dressing table, Nikhil's fury knew no bounds. He gave Pragya a tight slap and grabbed the back of her head.

"Stop it please", shouted Purvi and tried to get his hands off Pragya's head. The voice in Pragya's head told her that she shouldn't aggravate the situation but a mix of frustration and fear that had been troubling her all these years made her see Nikhil as another Tarun and Purvi as that scared Pragya who couldn't stand and fight. She couldn't stop herself pouring her anger on him.

"Take this creep", said Pragya and took the flower vase on the dressing table nearby and hit his head.

"Ouch", he shrieked and everyone in the vicinity had come to the spot by that time.

"What's happening?", asked the director.

"How many times should I say not to call me Bhabhi. Pragya called me Bhabhi only once in a play but you call me umpteen number of times as if it's my name.", she said irritated by the fact that the country's only Rockstar called her Bhabhi'.

"Sorry Bhabhi. It has become a habit", he smirked and asked about Pragya.

"Your lady love has become lady Mike Tyson"

"Why?", he asked surprised.

"She fought with a guy in the group"

"Tell me something new! There's not a day that she doesn't argue with someone", he finished with a shrug.

"Arrey! It's not just a verbal fight..", she said and collided her fists.

He gave her a confused expression.

"Go inside and see", she paved him the way.

"What happened?", he asked her.

"Shall we go out and talk? Please...", she said and he couldn't ask anything further.

As they got seated in his car, he started the car and waited for her to talk. After few minutes, he lost his patience and asked her what happened. When she told about the fight between her and Nikhil and the reason behind it, he stopped the car suddenly earning a screeching sound from the car tyres.

She couldn't believe that he was blaming her for her reaction rather than being angry about Nikhil's inappropriate behaviour.

"I am going home", she said and tried to remove her seat belt but he stopped her by her wrist.

"I didn't mean he's right but why did you have to get into a fight? You're not a superwoman"

She just crossed her arms and frowned at the dashboard in front.

"Pragya, you're hurt now. Don't you realize your foolishness even now? What if the injury was severe? You should have complained about him to your director or someone else? Why did you take things in your hands?"

"So you're saying that I am weak?"

"Don't change the topic."

She reached for the seat belt again and he stopped her again.

"What's your problem? I am telling it for your good. Wait, why are you wiping your eyes? Are you crying? Uff Pragya", he said tilting her chin up. Tension grew in her face as she recalled why she had behaved so.

"You're being impossible for me to understand. Either you are too hard or too vulnerable"

"I am sorry", she said in a low voice.

"Now why are you even saying sorry? I...", he stopped as he saw her undo her seatbelt and was about to shout at her but she buried her face in his lap.

"I want to tell you something", she said sobbing.

"Yes"

When she mentioned the name Tarun', he remembered Aliya telling him about spotting Tarun chasing Pragya. He cursed himself for not paying attention to it that day. He could feel her body tremble while she narrated the terrifying accident that happened 10 years ago. She was no longer than naive 14 year old girl but still she was afraid whenever she remembered that painful memory.

A teardrop fell on her cheek and she looked up at him while he was looking down at her. Her hand went to wipe his tears and then she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You had this inside you all this time. Why didn't you tell me before?", he said after hugging her tightly.

"I didn't want you to feel pity for me"

He bit her earlobe.

"What was that?", she scrunched her nose aions she was puzzled by his act.

"That's the punishment for your stupid assumptions. Why would I feel pity for you?", he began and cupped her face, "I am proud of you. I am proud of my girl being independent in life even after having passed through so much negative experiences"

For that, she had to hug him again and he hugged her back like there was no tomorrow though his eyes raged in fury.

One fine morning after a week, she heard a knock on the door and went to open the door. Abhi was standing with his hand on back of the neck of a guy who was probably beaten to visible injuries.

"Who's he?", asked Pragya.

He brought him inside without answering her and the other guy almost fell at her feet. He was repeatedly saying sorry to her and she couldn't decipher at first. But after a couple of minutes, she recognized the face.

"It's him?", she asked facing Abhi.

The guy started talking, "Listen! I don't even remember you. But whoever you are, I am really sorry. I am not like that now. I have really changed. I am terribly sorry for what I did to you in the past"

"Slap him Pragya! He deserves punishment. Beat him"

"Leave him", she said.

"What?"

"Leave him"

"Are you mad?"

"Please leave him"

"Pragya!"

"You already beat him enough"

It had been two days since he brought Tarun. Abhi had been thoroughly upset with Pragya asking him to leave Tarun. Pragya had been trying to make Abhi's mood better but he remained grumpy. They were watching the sun set above the sea..

"Why are you being so difficult?", she asked leaning over his shoulder.

"Not more than you"

"What did I do?"

"You know how much time and energy I had invested for finding this Tarun? I thought you would punish him but you have to act like the ever forgiving soul and send him away with nothing."

"Nothing? You already beat him Abhishek"

"That's not enough for what he did to you"

"I..."

"Don't lie. I could feel how terrible it must have been for you by the way you narrated it to me."

"I did. But I no longer feel bad about it"

"Why?"

"Did you hear what he said?"

"What?", he turned to her.

"You really didn't hear?"

He looked at her curiously.

"He didn't even remember me. He said that. Didn't you hear it?", she adjusted her face on his shoulder. He didn't utter a word.

"He didn't remember the incident or me even though he was responsible for it. He was the one at fault. But all these years, I had been terrified of the incident. The thought of it was enough for me to get scared like hell. But he didn't even have a memory of it. I want to be like him. I want to believe that it never happened"

"You know what! You never behave like a normal person. You are..."

"Unique?"

"No, insane"

"What?", she left his arm and scowled at him.

"Insane is not a bad word. Think it from a poet's perspective", he said.

"Really? I have a doubt."

"What?"

"You said you were searching for me for the past 5 years."

"Yes"

"But you couldn't find me"

"Hmmm"

"But..."

"But?"

"You found Tarun in a week"

"So?"

"Did you really search for me?"

"What?"

And they lived happily ever after...