Abhigya Short Stories

Bewitched : Part Seven

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"Pragya, that is not the solution." Nani calmly tells her.

"Please, nani." Pragya pleads.

"Pragya, sit here." Nani says as she gently helped her up and made her sit on the bed. "Erasing the memory is not the right answer."

"Please nani... I can't bear the pain."

"You listen to me..." Nani gently tells her, "If you want to forget him then you need to remember him. You need those memories to forget, Pragya."

Pragya looks at her confused.

"I can take away the memory of him but not the love you feel for him." Nani tells her.

"But nani..."

"Love is not a memory, it is a feeling. And feelings are part of you, and no one can take that away. A strong feeling like love, is not easy to fight and we are children of nature, Pragya. The closest thing to nature is love. No one can separate love from us. The love has to die; there is no other way around it. How can you move on when that love will always remain in you?" Nani asks her cupping her face.

"This pain is too much, nani."

"Learn to deal with the pain that will help you deal with these memories and love. Then one day, this love will die."

"When will be that?"

"I don't know, Pragya."

"When I forget him, won't the feelings for him also be forgotten?" Pragya asks her.

"You will forget him but the feelings will be in you always, maybe you'll never know about these feelings ever, maybe you will."

"Then make me forget him, as long as I don't remember him, these feelings will not affect me."

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"PRAGYA!" Abhi shouts as he angrily shook the gate.

"They left today morning." The neighbor tells him.

"Where did they go?" Abhi asks him as he limped to him.

"Don't know. Early morning saw them leave."

Abhi limps to the car to see Raaj looking at him sadly.

"Raaj" Abhi says in a clear tone regaining his composure.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Find her."

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"You sure about this?" Nani asks her.

"Yes."

"You might feel gaps in your memory and might ask us about it."

"Then you'll lie to me." Pragya tells her.

"Think again, Pragya."

"I have decided, Nani."

"Okay." Nani says defeated.

"Before that, you might want to get rid of things that are connected to him." Disha tells her.

Pragya thinks for a while. "I gave back the ring he gave me. Nothing else."

"You might have his number saved in your phone right? You might start wondering who he is seeing his number on your mobile and might try to find out who it is." Disha says shrugging.

"Oh yes." Pragya says and taking her mobile and delete his number.

"Any emails? Chat messages?"

Pragya delete the messages they had send each other.

"That is it." Pragya tells them. "He could try calling me." Pragya wonders out loud.

"You need to change your number." Disha tells her.

Pragya nods and Disha removes the sim and puts it in a glass of water. "Sim got damaged, so you need to get a new sim."

Pragya nods.

"Okay... you ready?" Nani asks her.

"Yes."

"Where do you want me to store your memory?" Nani asks her.

"Store my memory?" Pragya asks confused.

"I can't kill these memories or destroy them. I can only take it from you and store it somewhere."

"Oh." Pragya wonders where she could store her memories and that is when she remembered the first thing she had to destroy. She hurries to her table and gets her diary. "In this."

Nani and Disha look at the diary.

PRAGYA ABHISHEK PREM MEHRA

But they thank fully doesn't say anything.

"Okay, Pragya. I'll store your memory in this. All you have to do is touch it to get the memories back." Nani tells her.

Pragya nods her head nervously.

"Okay."

Nani keeps one hand on Pragya's head and the other on the diary. Then she stops, "I'll be taking this memory also."

"I know."

"And... where should I keep the diary? Or how should I know that you might want to remember him again and I should give the diary to you?"

"I never want to remember him again. And once you store my memory in that, please do one more thing for me." Pragya tells her looking her nani in the eye.

"What?"

"Burn that diary."

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