Pratiksehajpal Stories

Prisha, a flight attendant, boards Pan Am flight 73. When the flight is hijacked by terrorists, Prisha risks her life to stall the terrorists from attacking the passengers on board. Inspired from Neerja.

A completely imaginary account of the days after their wedding. ShaRa get ready for the Gruhapravesh and Satyanarayan puja at their Pune home. Like all fanfiction this is unauthorised. The idea is not to hurt any sentiments. Please excuse any hurt caused inadvertently. Do leave a comment and I shall try my best to change it. PS: Considering they are still in their GTKEO phase, let's not pester them any more. But no one is stopping us from manifesting it, right? :D

Synopsis Fourteen years old Tejasswi Jha almost died when she had a high fever, got transmigrated into another world and finally knew a shocking truth: it turned out that the world they were in was just a novel, and her whole family was villains. The woman who gave birth to them was the cannon fodder in the novel. She and Pratik Jha were written like this in the extra chapter: one was a little bastard who try to bully the male lead's daughter and eventually got thrown into prison; the other one was an escort, who after failed to seduce the male lead finally was killed by an evil director. They also have a dad whom they never meet, the biggest villain in this book. Back in her original world, the first thing Tejasswi did was taking her twin brother to find their father. Tejasswi: Prat, quick, call him. Pratik: Call him what? Tejasswi: Call dad. Pratik: I don't want, do it yourself. Tejasswi: Dad! Looking at the two dirty children in front of him, Mr. Rathore's eyes showed disgust.

This story is a figment of my imagination. It is not to target anyone. Just another experiment of mine. The characters of my story are not directed at anyone. It resembling any instance is a mere coincidence. The story is set describing the ambiance of a country when their honored Prime Minister meets with an accident. Thank you for reading. I have used tags of BB15 contestants, excuse me for that!

According to the marks I used to get on my essay, I am a terrible writer. So there's a high chance you will be disappointed [just a disclaimer] Here's my PraNish FF [ it contains many grammatical and spelling errors. Also, My Hindi is terrible :)] I am posting this mainly for my PraNish friends who used to tell me I should start writing a FF.