《Agni Pariksha (Complete)》Chapter 7
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It was two days since the incident happened. Prakash was literally driving me nuts. Ignoring his call i walked with the medicine in my hand which i need to give to granny to her room. Today she is been discharged. Shiva used to come and visit but neither him or granny would speak anything. I cared none. I had a minimal talk with Vivek who would bring me food as she had restricted with her diet. Sighing i just curled in the couch which was opposite to the bed. Granny was sleeping after the dosage of her final medicine. The knock of the door made me wake up from my power nap. Shiva i knew that. This idiot is just to ruin my every inch of my life. Really controlling my anger i opened the door. But the intruder was some one i never expected.
PRAKASH.
Gulping i kept my head hung as i could read his face saying he knew everything which happened. "So this is your sudden trip right ??" he whisper yelled at me making me pout. I will say you i promised remember ?? I spoke in a meek voice which earned only a grim look from him. "How is she ??" he asked me from no where on earth topic.
Fine, i sighed and said need to take rest though. She will get discharged now in sometime and will go home and as always in the evening we will go to our place pakka. I made a face of even a puppy would melt but he is a bull dog.
So manythings happened but i am not informed. He snorted making me jolt. Baba please pakka i will tell everything to you i promise, i literally begged to him. Nodding his head he walked away but not before speaking with granny and asking her about her health.
Finally packing the stuffs we went back home. I literally needed a break of everything which i know prakash was ready to give me. Finishing my chores and giving her medicines and making sure the cloths are been washed because of the hospital smell still stuck i went out informing granny that i will be late for the night and asked the care taker to take care of her and rushed out. Texting Prakash that i am starting there i drove my bike to the destination. Walking in i found Prakash all ready with the remote in his hand. Before or after ?? he asked me. After this please i pleaded. Nodding his head he switched on the player.
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What song ?? i asked him while he gave me his smirk. The song started making me jump. My favorite song. A hard beat song. I started to dance. I was a dancer from my childhood. But ever since i walked out of the house i did not dance. If not prakash some how finding me a dancer i would have forgotten what dance meant to be. He was a skilled dancer and this is how we started to became even more close. He was a happy go lucky guy and it made me smile when he makes every tantrum to irritate me. My best friend true to the words he is my best friend. After a thorough dance practice we sat on the studio. He was lying on the floor and i was looking at my own reflection on the mirror. A painful smile was on me. I pitied myself for who i am. A struggle was persisting since long.
"Now say me," he said keeping both his hands below his head to support him. Giving a big breathe out i started to say everything, honestly everything. After listening to me patiently he just asked that one single word which i have no answer.
I had no other option Prakash, i said looking down with my tears threatening to fall down. He sat and held me in his embrace. I busted in tears and cried till i could feel i have nothing left for me. Slowly he placed me in his lap and ran his finger in me and made me comfort until my tears where no longer flowing, i was no longer crying and i felt no more pain. I had someone to listen when i am in pain and i am so much thankful to my god that even after so much i have peace at ease.
Drive back home was peaceful. Prakash promised me that he will take me out of this mess and i know he will do that. Smiling at the cute friend of mine i walked to graany's room to find how is she doing. She was sitting in the bed and reading something very important as the way she looked which was really making her deep into the thoughts.
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What are you reading granny ?? i asked not able to contain my eagerness. Your grand father's love letters, she said monotonously making my eyes grow wide. Huh ?? i reacted for which she nodded her head and tapped the place next to her. With no more arguments i rushed to her and claimed on the bed and sat next to her. She started to show me the letters which she had.
None was for me Sathya , everything was for the enemy of mine and i got him finally though she said making me look at her bewildered. She nodded her head and said , when i was studying my higher education he was the senior, a heartthrob handsome hulk, she declared making my jaw hang in the air. Closing my hanging jaw she continued as if it was just a piece of cake. She explained how much she made grandpa go nuts behind her and much more making me really think was she aged. She has got pure skills of a savage woman. Laughing at how much she made grandpa a fool infront of all. It was then i turned to see the door where i saw Mr. You know who standing watching with his known blank face with wait was that a specs ? He can see really ?? I thought he was blinded with his anger. He gave a small smile and walked away. What is happening all around the world ?? He.smiled.at.me. was all i can think. Turning to granny who was continuing her adventure of what all she made gave me happiness. Finally making her sleep i walked to the room where i am now living. Sighing thinking of the last time what happened i walked but to the contrary what i found was him standing on the balcony . With no further talks to him i walked towards my room.
Thank you.... came a voice. My feet halted. I turned and saw the owner of the voice.
S.H.I.V.A. A.G.N.I.H.O.T.R.I
You said thanks to me ?? or did i hallucinate ?? i asked making him smile. He smiles, he is doing human things. Thank you for saving her and sorry for what i did. I was out of words. Blinking i could not think anything straight.
Are you drunk ?? I asked him making him look at me confused. Why did you say so ?? he asked me.
NO you speak normal like a human !! i said back making him look down.
I am sorry for what ever happened. He spoke again. Holy mother i want to scream he is apologizing.
Look Mr. Agnihotri it is better we stay strangers, we promised to stay like that and we stay like that always so that at the end of the day no one will be hurt. So please don't talk to me and this which happened between us like a worst night mare of our times Mr. Agni Hotri.
Without waiting for his response i walked into the room which is allocated to me. All i could think was he is just a stranger to me and i am living here only for some time.
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So so so after searching like hell finalised the cast of agni pariksha.
Shiva and Sathya.
Now comes the others.
Vivek - Sidhartha sankar.
Searched and found he is an actor in tamil films. So tadaaa
Then here comes the darlo Prakash. My fav ad hero Prit kamani. I seriously loved his ad daily recharge one. Aww my fav.
So tatatadaaaaa.....
So so so after killing my friends and making hell changes for Vivek i made this finally. For you all. I have no rights on these pictures all hails to google baba for the pics. 🙏🙏🙏
Until next update...
Your love...
Bunny
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