I 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.
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It was almost a month and half passed after Abhi and Pragya got married. Since returned from mini honeymoon, they both got involved themselves in their respective upcoming commitments. Pragya was busy in preparing for the guest seminar at Delhi University. In the mean time, Abhi had started to practice in his music room in their house, which was purely dedicated to him by his wife, Fuggi.
It was a day before, Pragya starting to Delhi. Armaan visited to their home at evening, just a normal visit. When he entered he couldn’t even control his laughter by seeing the most epic scene infront of him.
The scene was Abhi was sitting sadly on the sofa, and a notebook pen in his hand, maybe he was taking notes. Firstly Armaan mistook that Abhi was preparing notes for music, but later he realized it was not music notes, it was learning notes of English literature, which Pragya was taking him right now there.
“Enough! Enough I couldn’t control myself anymore” Abhi said irritated keeping his notebook on the nearby table.
Pragya turned to answer him, but stopped by hearing loud laughter at the door entrance. They both looked at Armaan who was laughing hardly by seeing Abhi’s condition.
“I wonder how you would have listened to her classes during your college days, Abhi.” Armaan asked and entered inside the home. “Come Armaan! Sit” Pragya welcomed him, keeping the book aside.
“You saved me bhai! Actually it is my mistake. I just teased her as she wasn’t concentrating on the notes for awhile before, result infront of you” Abhi said sadly pouting.
“I was little tensed because the semester responsibilities are high, at this time I'm leaving to Delhi. This super talented student *pointing Abhi* teased me that I'm not preparing well, then I have to show him naa Armaan that I have done my job well” Pragya replied debating herself.
“Guys one minute! Let me remind you something, that you both are married, and for god sake Abhi you're a singer and Pragya you're a professor! Please stop behaving like kids!” Armaan said with disbelief of seeing them arguing like child.
Abhi and Pragya blushed and smiled at seeing each other. Pragya left inside kitchen for making coffee for Armaan.
“By the way, I didn’t find the right situation to say this, but now saying it. Thank you so much for helping Pragya, for the music room. It was really useful” Abhi thanked Armaan.
“Actually it was Pragya’s sole idea. She only argued with me that I'm not letting you to spend time with her. Then we executed this” Armaan said and smiled at Pragya who was coming there with Coffee tray.
“Anyways, thank you both” Abhi said and they shared the coffee.
“Armaan, you came here? Any work with Abhi?” Pragya asked sitting near Abhi.
