Addicted To You In Every Sense

Hope Is Never Lost

           

So this is the 4th one and then we shall be moving towards the last one
Thank you all for the immense support and I think making these private was something I had to as you guys don't listen, yes you Who read and don't vote.
Well before going ahead I would love to share my thoughts on some stories
Crazy AvsA is amazing, like it's my favourite out of all of your works, want reunion if you know what I mean 😉😉
Suba whta can I say dear, fortune desires and JOL are amazing
Mona me angry as you haven't updated
Aditi all are fabulous please update claimed by him

Abhigya, all your stories and the marathon you give is fabulous \waiting for more. the twins are coming in February right? my birthday month wohoooo

Prathi my bazooka waiting.....

haritha keep it up

Prathi1412 imabhigyashabir Live_Till_It_Hurts crazymahiz suba30 aditi_roy

And all of you update already beside abhi as she gave us a long and loads of updates. Please people. Plus I have my computer exam tomorrow so do pragya for me plus my other exams start  on 7 so will probably wrap it up by this weekend. 

Shooting back to the shots
"Life is not a bed of roses," Said Bulbul
"Agreed," shouted Pragya as Bulbul continued with her lecture to the kids. After the accident Bulbul had become a philosopher, always talking about Life, analysing everything, and irritating Pragya with her silly her cute talks.
Once Pragya had asked her to select a date and she had replied "Dates are rates so I don't choose them,I don't like anything to do with numbers."
"Nut kids it's not a bed of thorns too, it both,"she said and came near. She whispered "Where is your crush?"
Bulbul blushed.
"Pragzie I am taking a class, he must be around managing stuff,she said with a blush and sneezed.
"He must be missing you and thinking of you," she said while Bulbul shook her head in disbelief.
Pragya moved around the studio and found him in the lawn giving water to the plants singing "chan churaya mera kis ne o sanam, tuune, tunne."
"Hey besurili awaz wale aashiq," she spoke as Purab stopped humming and turned behind.
"Hey di," he said
"Purab I need your help," she said.
"How can I help you? I'll try my best to," he said
"Well not beating around the bush, How do you know Abhi? " she questioned. Purab's face turned pale as he heard Pragya.
"We were like brothers, in college together, no one could separate us. Abhi loved sports, especially cricket. He was the head of the sports department as well as sports secretary, and to his fortune only at 18 got selected in the national team, but then they say he started doing drugs which I don't believe cause Abhi wasn't like that, and then.... then he got suspended and I never saw him, the sad thing is he never contacted me, his best friend, he considered me as his brother but didn't tell me, I tried to find out about his whereabouts but failed to do so. I really do miss him." He ended.
Pragya thought to tell him. But the decided to surprise him once she convinces Abhi to come here. Purab had been a great help. His father was a trustee of this Centre and he too took part in these welfare actions very enthusiastically. He was a great addition to the family of the centre and probably her's in the future.
She consoled Purab and then was determined to change Abhi.
"Hey Purab , don't worry, where ever he is he would be fine and surely will come soon to meet you," she said with hope reflecting in her eyes
Abhi sneezed three 5th time as he grabbed another tissue.
"Someone is thinking or talking about you," she said appearing on the sofa.
"Stop talking like my dadi, she too says this," he said.
"Don't you miss her?" She asked.
"I do but I can't leave this addiction and dadi won't come back until I do so,"  he said. He again I jested himself as the dosage and his need grew every day.
"Someone will change this Abhi, for sure!" She said and vanished.