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Fun Times

I am amazed by all your excitement for this new story. So thought of uploading something short and mostly on Abhigya's nok jhoks.

Back to story,

Both Abhi and Pragya prefer bus rides so they end up meeting at Bus where they both are heading to Bangalore.

At the bus,
Abhi shrieked "You??? Are you like following me?"
Pragya seeing his reaction rolled her eyes and said " Never in your dreams I will follow you! If I had known earlier that you will be boarding this bus then I wouldn't even have entered it!"

Abhi "Same here! Now I know! I better get down from this Bus now!"

Pragya "Thank you Mr Tall Tower! Now I can be with some peace of mind."

She sighed in relief and sat down when he changed his mind.

Abhi "You know what Ms Shortie, I think I better stay back to help you."

Pragya irked "Did you just call me shortie??"

Abhi "Of course. You are shorter than me and you are a shortie."

Pragya fumes in anger and felt more frustrated when he sat beside her.

Pragya "I know this is not your seat! You are purposely sitting beside me to make me mad!"

Abhi "How can I make a mad person mad? It's impossible yaar."

Pragya huffed and asked "How dare you call me mad?"

Abhi "Perhaps Shortie is better right? More polite...."

Pragya "I am not talking to you!" She literally tells that loudly which makes other passengers to look at their fight.

Abhi standing up said "Sorry my dear fellow passengers, she is my friend and is a bit upset about life.... That's why she is behaving like this."

Pragya glares at him for what he had said. She pulls him down to sit and asks "How dare you say like this?"

Abhi "Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

He asks with a smirk and she looks puzzled at his sudden question which is not related to what she was asking.

Abhi points at where her hands were. She looks and realises, she had been pulling his collar with both her hands.

She quickly removed her hands and looks away.

In a very low tone she says "Sorry!"

Abhi smiles and says "In Dosti all this is common. I don't mind it though."

Pragya "Shut up! You are not my friend. And I am not in a mood to argue further. Good night!!"

She said and covered her face with the dupatta she had.

Abhi to himself "Good night? I know it's going to be a long trip but now it's only 2 pm! Funny girl, I guess she is too short until she can't even see the time on her watch."

Their trip began and Abhi finds it amusing for her to sleep for so long. Yes she have been sleeping right from the time she said Good night.

Abhi gets a thought suddenly and he slowly takes off her dupatta from face.

Abhi felt she have a very pleasant face when sleeping.

Pragya with her eyes closed asked "Put back my dupatta."

Abhi "Hey you are not sleeping ah?"

Pragya opens her eyes and sees him looking at her.

Abhi "You didn't sleep?"

Pragya "Mr Tall Tower, I was sleeping peacefully until you start to take my dupatta off and pressing my hand."

Abhi "Pressing your hand? Is your hand a button  to press?" he then laughs as if he had cracked a joke.

Pragya sarcastically "Very funny. Look here, You are pressing onto my hand."

She says and asks him to look at the direction and he didn't know when he was pressing her hand.

Abhi "Oh... I'm sorry. Your hand is as soft as my favourite pillow. I didn't realise I was pressing your hand! I was feeling it like my small pillow."

Pragya "And your pillow is the most irritating thing ever. It's so annoying."

Abhi "You can tell anything if you want about me. But please don't talk about my pillow."

He says sadly by hugging his small pillow.

Pragya "Looks like you have a flashback for this pillow."

Abhi nods his head as yes and looks down.

Pragya "Okok keep your flashback with you. I don't want to hear it."

Abhi "How can you be such a heartless person. I thought girls usually sympathise and emphatise more than guys. But here you are so bad."

Pragya smiles and looks through the window.

Abhi "You are smiling? This is so so so bad!"

Pragya "Smiling is good as per scientific findings."

Abhi "You better listen to my flashback now if not I will cry!"

Pragya "Then cry!" She said in a  challenging tone.

Abhi "No! I will tell and you have to listen to this."

Pragya was about to say something when one of the passenger behind said "Why don't you listen to his flashback. He looks very sad and he needs a friend to hear to his sorrow."

Abhi turns back and says "Thank you Aunty, you too listen to my flashback."

Pragya shook her head in dismay. He was overacting to be sad and it's very obvious.

Abhi "Now I will tell my flashback."

Pragya "Tell na... How long you will be thinking of a flashback to tell."

Abhi frowns in response and the Aunty behind asks him to ignore Pragya first.

Pragya gasped and Abhi now begins to tell.

"When I was 6 years old, my mummy ask me to sleep at night." He said.

Pragya "This is common and what's so special in this?"

Abhi "I just started. Don't disturb in between."

Pragya "Alright."

Abhi "When my mummy ask to sleep at night. I was shocked as my bed was lost."

Aunty "Your bed is lost? How is it possible?"

Abhi "Wo....actually....I wet my bed the previous night. So....."

Pragya and the Aunty laughed hearing it and Abhi remained silent.

Pragya "Sorry so your Ma had removed the bed. It wasn't lost right?"

Abhi "At that time, I didn't know she removed it as she want to dry it up. I thought it was lost."

Pragya "Okay then what happened?"

Abhi "Then when I go to my room, it was empty. No place to sleep. I was scared to sleep on floor as cockroaches and lizards will move around. Then came my saviour, My favourite small pillow. Since I was small at that time, I managed to sleep on top of this. From that day, this has been my strength, moral support and everything in my life."

Pragya" Chee!! So you had wet this pillow as well?"

She asked by moving away from it.

Abhi" Surprisingly no! That's why this is my saviour!"

Aunty" Is this a flashback?" She asks and then breaks into laughter. The same was with Pragya and she couldn't stop her laughter.

Abhi got upset seeing the two ladies laughing at his flashback.

Pragya noticing him said, " Ok We are sorry. But still..... "She again breaks into a fit of laughter.

Abhi then looks away like a child and Aunty said" You are such a funny boy! Anyways you have a smart looking girl as your wife to handle you!"

Pragya choked in her laughter hearing it and Abhi had his eyes widened in shock.

Abhi was about to say no to Aunty but Pragya said" It's okay, She is telling it unknowingly.I think she is feeling sleepy already too so let's not disturb her."

Abhi says OK and hugs his pillow even closer now. Seeing it, Pragya tries not to laugh so she looks away and sees the scenery through the window.

Abhi to himself" She looks beautiful when laughing! Just like Koyal! How's that possible? I thought only Koyal looks beautiful when laughing loudly."

He looks at her suspiciously for a minute which was noticed by Pragya.

Pragya" Why are you looking like that Mr Tall Tower."

Abhi" Nothing Ms shortie, I am wondering whether you have known someone I know and copying her style in laughing."

Pragya" Why should I copy anyone else? And there is no style to my laughter. It's normal. By the way stop calling me shortie if not I will write your flashback as a column in magazine."

Abhi shrieked" Are you a writer? I mean journalist ah?? "

Pragya decides to lie and said" Yes and that explains why I like to take bus rides. Observe many people and their behaviours. Experience different situations and write on them."

Abhi" Oh shit! I shouldn't have told my flashback to you. Now I am in trouble. If she knows that I was careless in this way, she will kill me."

Pragya" Who is the she? Your mother right?"

Abhi" More than my mother. She is like my grandmother now. Always coming behind me when I do something wrong."

He said remembering Koyal running after him with her long ruler to beat him.

Pragya" Oh looks like you are scared of her now."

Abhi" Right now I am scared of your action as your action's reaction will be hers."

Pragya grinned and Abhi says" Please Ms shortie, don't write on my flash back. In return, I will not call you shortie Ms shortie."

Pragya smiles instead of getting angry as he is cute now when pleading to her.

Pragya" I will think about it Mr Tall Tower. Give me sometime. Until then, don't disturb me. I want to sleep now."

Abhi nods his head diligently and hopes she doesn't do anything crazy with his flashback.

Abhi asks himself" Why did I share my flashback with these two ladies? I just got carried away when she told my favourite pillow as irritating."

He pats his pillow and tells not to feel bad of others teases towards him. Yes it's a him to Abhi as he considers his pillow more like a little brother too.

Finally after the hours of trip, they reached Bangalore. It was time to part ways. But will they part ways now? It can't be when the sneek peek is the same as last one together with something else.

Sneek peek to next part,

Scene 1:

Abhi" So you are here for them?"
Pragya" Always for them as I am one of them too."

Abhi raised his eyebrow and said" I thought you are a rocket but you are like a socket I guess...."

Pragya" What?? Rocket? Socket? What are you trying to imply now? "

Abhi smiles widely and winks at her.

Pragya gasped and he continues to smile crazily.

Scene 2:

Pragya looks around and finally sees him.

Abhi "Missing me?"

Pragya "Obviously no Mr Tall Tower. I was wondering where did you disappear all of a sudden by giving me your Ma's shawl. That's all!"

She passed the shawl to him and he said "You need a jacket instead. Not a shawl now"

Pragya smiled in response and suddenly he exclaimed "Waah Abhi!!"

Pragya "Huh?" Abhi "Didn't you see? I am becoming like a poet with you. Rocket, socket and now jacket yaar."

Pragya "Haan a poet uses rhyming words in their poems but not like how you use it to make fun of others."

Abhi looking innocent asks "Are you saying I am not a poet?"

Pragya was having a headache when he start to say something else.

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