Abhigya Stories Collection

Wedding Vows

Eid Mubarak everyone...

How are you?

This is a small story... fair warning, some might find this story a little problematic

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Note:

I wanted to check with you all something, I always alphabetically sort the stories in this book, so it is easier for you all to find a particular story in case you want to read it, but I am just curious that when I do that, do you guys miss the last story that I posted because some people have mentioned that at times they didn't realize that I had posted a particular story, so was wondering whether that happens to most and I shouldn't sort it alphabetically, just leave the story as I update them.

As the taxi came to a stop, Pragya looks at her house with nervousness. It's been three years since she had left home. Pragya takes a deep breath and gets out of the car.

As she walked to her house her heart beat increased rapidly. Her palms started sweating. She nervously wipes her hand on her salwar. Then as if on instinct, her gaze turns to the neighboring house, hoping to catch a glimpse of Abhishek. His presence always calmed her. then realizing the stupidity of seeing him right now, she shakes her head and hurries forward.

Even after coming to her family home after three years, she didn't feel nostalgic, all she felt was the anger towards her family. Their betrayal was too big even today for her. she rings the bell as she took another deep breath.

"Pragya?" Sarala says in surprise seeing her at the door.

"Hello Ma." Pragya says feeling a little bit joy in seeing her.

"I can't believe you are here." Sarala says as she hugged her happily with tears flowing down her face. "Thank you so much for coming back."

Pragya wraps her hands around her mother. "I didn't come back, Ma. I have one day's work in our Mumbai office, so I am here for that. I thought I'll just drop in and see you all."

"You are here just for a day?" Sarala asks her, her heart breaking as she looked at Pragya.

"Yes. I'll have to leave in half an hour to office." Pragya tells her.

"Please don't go, Pragya." Sarala quickly requests her.

"I've work, Ma. I've a busy day." Pragya tells her as she steps aside. "Where is Papa and Daddaji?"

"They are inside." Sarala says realizing that Pragya has still not forgiven them.

Pragya nods as she started walking in.

"You came alone?"

"Yes."

"Karan didn't come?" Sarala asks her.

"Why should he come?" Pragya asks her frowning.

"He is so protective about you, he never lets you travel alone... so, I was just wondering." Sarala tells her as she walked to her.

"Bhabhi and he are busy." Pragya tells her.

"You lost weight from the last time I saw you." Sarala tells her smiling.

"When did you see me?" Pragya asks confused with a frown.

"Rakhi had forwarded a photo; Preetha had sent her with you in it. It was a photo you took during Preetha's birthday dinner."

"Ah okay." Pragya nods. Yeah, she did lose about 14 kg since that day.

"I am so happy."

"You seem more happy seeing me lose weight than seeing me." Pragya snubs at her.