Abhi yawns and sits in his bed, and brushes his hair with his fingers. The early morning alarm which he rarely keeps only during his cricket match. Today was not any match, but not less than excited as for his match. He was more excited for the day. He was going to spend the entire day with his ‘dream girl’ or ‘first crush’ It was not a date, it was a day he gonna guide her routes in Mumbai. She was elder to him the fact he should accept, but somewhere his heart felt it is right to feel for her even she is elder to him.
He got up from his bed, he was alone in home. After Alia’s death, he requested Daadi to leave him alone in Mumbai, so Daadi left to Ludhiana and stayed there. She used to come once in six months to check whether her grandson was doing fine or not. Abhi’s Daadi was well emerged with rituals and society belief. If anything which was out of it or violates it Daadi immediately stops it. This was the reason, Purab and Bulbul fears for Abhi’s feeling for Pragya and Daadi’s reaction for it.
After a long shower, which helped him to come out from heavy dozing sleep, he entered inside his closet to check which dress he would wear today. He was ruffling all his clothes, and finally took his favorite Dark Blue v-cut tee and a sky blue jean. He came out of the closet and stood infront of his dressing table. He checked him from top to bottom, once he felt everything was fine, he started to comb his hair. A minimal touch up and his favorite seashore fragrance perfume which enriched his fabric and his skin once he sprayed over him.
Daadi had strictly advised him, not to step out without having his breakfast, even she was not here physically, and still he follows her words. He stepped inside the kitchen and took some bread slice, already sliced vegetables to make a sandwich. An egg omelet with a glass fresh juice, the breakfast is done. He wiped his hands and mouth with the towel over the dining chair, and gets inside his room to check once a last of his look of the day. Everything was perfect; he took his wallet, his coolers, and his mobile. He was suppose to take his bike key, but kept it back, as Pragya won’t come with him in bike.
He came out of his home and locked the door. As Pragya’s home was a street before him, he went to her home by walk. A trail of thoughts while walking, how was the day going to be? Where and all they gonna go today? More importantly his friends or especially Purab and Bulbul shouldn’t see them together. He doesn’t know why, but found it odd that he was hiding something about his life with Purab and Bulbul which he never did. He knew they won’t agree for being close with Pragya as Purab had somehow guessed his dream girl was Pragya. Until the right time arrives he has to maintain it as secret. He sighed and reached her home.
He saw she was already waiting for him, it was around 9. 30 AM while he reached her home. To his surprise she was wearing same dark blue color short Kurta with light blue color jean. He laughed and says “See again you're proving that my views are correct. You look even too young now” Pragya just looked her from top to bottom and says “Is that crime to look young?” like a child with a pout. Abhi replies “No, not at all. But with me you look young, then others would think something else which might embarrass you.” he indirectly said the truth, how others would look a boy and girl like this together.
She understood what does he mean, she asks with a thought “Shall I change to saree?” with a questioning look. Abhi replies “You look good in this, let’s have the day in our way, not for others. What say?” Pragya nods happily and steps out of the home. They started their day out with a short walk to the near bus stand.
When a strict lecturer becomes a student to her student, it would be fun to handle with. That was the case in Abhi and Pragya’s day out. While travelling in the bus to the Tremendo Commercial Mall, Abhi explained her all the routes to reach the Mall, and the entire bus route too. He also said how to go there by Metro. Pragya instantly made a mental note each time, when he tells about the route and landmarks. He was a tourist guide and she was the one who was new to Mumbai. It was an enthusiastic travel, once they reached the destination, they got down.
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FF - Wajah Tum Ho
FanfictionI am Abhi and she my life Pragya. Age doesn't matter infront of our love. I love her and my love is enough for her not my age. Her love is enough for me. she is the backbone of my life.