Rockstar's Best Friend
Abhi could never have got a better woman for him than Pragya di. He knows it too - Sometimes I still see the regret in his eyes when I see him staring at Myrah - she has taken after her Pragya maasi in her looks. I know him - what he said that night was just an impulse. But I know Pragya di too, she had gone through so much in life that for her it was the last straw - she never thought she could collect the pieces of her heart after the loss of her family - but Abhi found her, helped her put back herself in pieces - he was her glue - he held her together - that one impulsive statement shattered her - she could never recover. To be fair to Abhi, he really did try to sort it out - but he never got another opportunity to even open his mouth before her - she had ran inside her room that night, refusing to open the door - the next morning, she was nowhere to be found - Pragya di was lost - Abhi could never trace her. True it was Abhi's fault - but was it really his fault? Maybe he was taken aback, maybe he had momentarily met his older fear - wedlocks, maybe it had nothing to do with di at all, may be it was just commitment phobia, something he suffered from since long. Who knows? He could never tell di, and other than di, he never trued clarifying his stand before anyone else - not even his beloved daadi.
People think, he is just arrogant, he has forgotten Pragya di, that he doesn't care anymore after all these twenty-five odd years, but ask me and I will tell you, in spite of his super successful and super busy schedule, he still gets an update from his personal set of private investigators every week - his men, who are looking for his chashmish - but they are never successful and he never gives up hope - maybe because, after daadi's demise without forgiving him for his action that fateful night, hope was the only thing that kept him going - Hope and Aalu - he would never want to orphan her - he was the last remains of her maternal family - even though they never exchanged anything more than formal salutations in the last quarter of a century, he knows Aaliya loves him - only she loved her bhabi more.
Rockstar's Daadi
I know my Abhishek, he loved her - I had seen it in his eyes, in those few brief moments before calamity struck - but my child feared commitment - he was similar to my Pragya that way he feared being hurt - he built his wall to keep him from ever being hurt - it was an old fear whose roots I am unaware of, but it was there. And eventually this fear of his consumed his Pragya - true in my lifetime I never told him that I understood him too and forgave him - but indeed truth be told I did forgive him - who was I to punish him? Wasn't fate punishing him enough? Sometimes when I saw him entering the house in a complete drunken state with tears in his eyes and Pragya's name in his lips, I felt like running to my child to tell him I was there, I loved him and I forgave him - but I never did. I feared that if I forgive him, he wouldn't have a goal to live for - he always tried seeking my forgiveness and that made him want to live - to achieve my forgiveness one day - I died without forgiving, and he lived on, with the burden of an unaccomplished goal. How I wish I could wake up one more time to tell him, "Puttar I love you, you have been an amazing son, grandson and brother at least"
Rockstar
I was always Chashmish's. I still am. I want to live because, I know the day my heart stops, she will cease to exist too. Pragya may exist without me, but chashmish existed only in me, the real chashmish had died - I killed her - now what remained was the carefully collected remains of her memory inside me. I live to let her live.
I wasn't against marrying her that day - it was brought upon me suddenly by daadi - being a rockstar I am tuned to stating marriage averse statement for my image - It was that - and maybe my long subdued fear to commitment that had risen too - but both were momentary. If chashmish stayed there for a few moments more, Abhishek would have defeated the rockstar in me.
But chashmish ran away - I had marred her, resurrected her and marred her again - I had seen it in her eyes - my soul froze that moment. I knew nothing I did or said would make a difference. Her heart was frozen forever now. She ran away and I followed, but it felt like dejavu. I knew I had no more chances. I wish I could tell her just once how I never would have gone past living one day even without her - I couldn't tell her anything. She left - disappeared, vanished, lost, gone whichever - I was left behind like the dry skin shed by my soul.
The tabloids say, no one could ever replace rockstar Abhi - they are right! No one can, not even Abhishek could. The rockstar now is an imposter in Abhishek's body - the imposter who killed Abhishek and chashmish both. I hate him. Aalu hates him too. I wish I had understood Aalu all those almost thirty years back - when she had asked me to segregate between Abhishek and the Rockstar - I didn't and hear I was the head of rockstar, burying the heart of Abhishek every day.
It is true that Abhi and Prags are both alive - physically - somewhere - but it is also true that their hearts remain frozen from now and forever.
The Voice In The Wind
You think you can destroy me? I am the wind that follows no barrier, I am also the fire that purges anything impure, I am the water that nourishes life, you think destroying me is easy? You can slice me, dice me, torture me and shun me, you cannot cease me. I was, I am and I will remain. As long as the world exists, I will - in some form or the other - I am empowered inside a mother who procreates and create the future of mankind, I am inside the father who protects his progeny, I am inside the older sibling who hides the younger ones follies, I am inside the younger sibling who looks up to the older one, I am the cause of war, I am the cause of harmony - I am why people laugh, I am why they cry. There is no world without me - I am Abhi, I am Pragya too, I am "love"
Ruined are the souls who can't keep me alive, ruined are the hearts, where I freeze. Ruined are the ones' who lose me.
Ruined are Abhi and Pragya.
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AbihGya SS ~ Frozen
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