Abhigya One Shots Collection

No One Can Separate Us

No One Can Separate Us

"Pragya." Sarla voice echoed throughout the room. She put her bangles in the hand, and picked her books for the first day of the College. She had got admission from Mumbai University in Merit. She was always been a good studying girl.

"Haan. Mama. Coming." She replies pinning her shawl on the chest, securing it safely. And looked at the mirror.

First day in College.

"Eat this." Sarla extends her Curd mixed with Sugar. It was her first day, she wants her daughter to be more successful.

Pragya opened her mouth without complaining and eat the Curd. "Maa. I am going." She informed taking the keys of Scooty.

She had pleaded her mother to get this Scooty. She wanted to enjoy the ride of going by herself.

"Pragya. Drive safely." Raghav, Pragya father who came from jogging saw his daughter taking the Scooty out advice.

"Okay. Papa. Bye." She waves her hand smiling at him, as he waves her bidding.

"College Campus is Much bigger na." Bulbul tells excited, jumping on her place.

"Bulbul. Control." Pragya advice putting her hands on her shoulder. Bulbul is her best friend from the School. They had been friends since they had walked into the school campus for Primary studies.

"Control. Why? This is my first day. Ragu. Ours first day." Bulbul yells in enjoying the warmth of college. For entering the College campus, everyone would think that. No study, no compelling, no Lectures. Bunking and Happy are the routes College have. That's what they have in mind when they step In College.

"I love this surrounding Pragya." Bulbul tells, grabbing Pragya hands entering the campus.

They put steps together to be stopped by the a man thrown on their way. With his lips bleeding terribly, his hands shaking in fear.

"I'm sorry." He pleads his hands folded through the pain.

A tall man clad in white Shirt his sleeves rolled to the elbow with Fitted black jeans takes a long stride and catch the boy with his collar.

"Dare you mess with me." He warns the already frightening boy.

"Shh." Pragya panicks, Her eyes are covered by her palm, not wanting to see the scene before her. She was soft natured, she won't watch the fight scenes in the Movie even. Would quickly forward them.

"Bulbul. I'm afraid." She hold Bulbul wrist tightly, gathering the attention of The Tall man, with his hair already blowing off in the wind. He takes stride towards her, leaving the boy behind with the glare.

"Pragya. Nothing. I am here. Beside you." Bulbul consoles her, patting her shoulder.

She stops hearing the Footsteps before her. "Pragya." He whispers making her open her untainted eyes, gazing him innocently.

She opens her lightly afraid that he would hit her also.

He chuckles at her, but still hurt that she thought he would hurt her. A Little Cute Girl. Must Admit.
"Bul... Bulbul. I. Him." She shutters her hands clutching tightly around Bulbul. Imprinting her hands on her hand.

"Open your eyes." He orders her, her body instantly follows his order even though of her Fear. "Please. Don't hit me. Please. I won't tell anyone." She opens her eyes facing him with fear. That he would attack her.

"Shh." He orders her.

"New One?" He raises his brows at her questioning. She looks at him terrified, at his question. He was attacking the man before. Now, questioning her simply. She nods her head, instead of answering him.