"Bulbul. It's okay," he said after her cries and muffling subside, he pulls her head out to see her fell unconscious. God! It seems like it would be hard path for him to manage every person. What was he going to do? To set everything back!

"Dadi." Purab called her after making Bulbul rest on the bed. Her prolong cries made her weak and fell dizzy. "Hmm." She let out mumble in reply, her energies are dried out, totally she was wobble. Her mind and her physical strength also left making her live alike corpse with some soul sprinting.

"Dadi. The priest came, and it's time for D.." "Di send of...off." He breath out letting the cries, unable to form words. "No. My Pragya. She can't go away." Dadi said spilling the left out tears she had in her eyes.

It was hard to believe someone, who we loved was died. With whom we have spent a hour before with them, next hour they're died news was indigestible to anyone. The reality  was not able to see them nowhere and the most painful is that you can't  never ever see them! The thoughts were enough to bring tears and broke us apart. There won't be here after with anything we gonna do. The talks we talked, the fights and laughs we shared would be changed as painful memories.

That was happened on Mehra Family, Pragya had been with them 2 hours before. Giving them breakfast, having talks with them. Now, She wasn't here. How can they could believe it? The news was bolt from blue. Shock leaving them hearts and body crushed.

In Abhi's Case, it was another worst stage. He had seen her died before his eyes. The moment before the Accident, she kissed him voluntarily which she never do without reason. They cuddled together a hour before. The memories are still fresh in his brain, he and her only. In some life, it would happen. That The Person gonna die would be more emotional and caring before their death.

Abhi opens the door, "Suniye" he turns to the side of voice. It was just blown of air.

"Suniye." He heard voice from the bathroom. He takes step to close her, when the sound vanish. "Suniye. Your coffee." He hears her voice, on the couch. He moves to them to see the couch was empty like him.

"Suniye." He sees her before him. Her eyes staring his. "Suniye. Where will I go without you? I am here with you na." She tells emotionally gazing him lovingly and hugs him. He hugs her, but to be disappointed hugging himself. His hands clasping his arms. He looks around to find her.

The reality strucks him. The accident happened coming before his eyes. She was not here. She was not here.

His wife!

His Jaan!

His love!

She is not here. Not here.

The one who promised to stay beside was not here. She left him. Left him.

Alone in this cruel world.

She gone. Taking away his breath. Taking away his heart.

Taking away everything he have.

Other than his body. Leaving him live like a corpse. 

He can't see her. Her fragrance is the only thing Present. Not her Presence. He needs her. The breathe he is breathing is suffocating without her presence. He needs her like a normal man needs Oxygen.

Might be she is the one passed away. But he feels like his soul was taken. It was snatched. The room felt so death without her. So silent.. Its hurts him. His heart was squeezed like someone was stabbing him.

"Pragya." He cries out loud, taking her pillow where she sleep. She slept here, but now where does she gone? How can she go without him? Not taking him.

Don't she remember the promise she made? I would always stay beside you. Stay with you.

Where your promise went?

Drop by drop, tears left his eyes continuously. He felt tired and exhausted.  Both physically and mentally. 

"Abhi. You're crying." Pragya upset voice hit his ear drum, he turned around hopefully wanting to see her.

Might be she was playing hide and seek with him!

"Pragya. Please come. I'm so sacred and afraid. Please come. We can play later.. Not now." Abhi adviced her, his voice was broken and shaking terribly as he cried silently in the pain.

He was hurt terribly, the pain he was undergoing couldn't be told in words. Expressed simply. It was like slicing him apart his whole organ while he was forced to watch them taken away from him, for him it felt like organ taking away could be manageable but her leaving him was something intolerance. 

He searched through the room, can't find a single soul other than him.

"Pragya. Why does you go? If you're playing Hide and Seek. I don't like it, I hate this. You know na, I hate you not been with me." Abhi complains, his hands opening every doors, thinking that she was there. Hiding from him.

He was forming a hope  in him despite the true reality he had seen. He wants her. No one can take her away from him. He doesn't wants her to be taken away. Never ever he gonna admit that or like that.

"She is not here. She is not here" he keeps mumbles drained seeing her not there, there was hurt, pain and disappointment in his tone.

His eyes lost the sparking, misplaced with defeat. Hopelessness. He sat on the sofa immobile, his eyes staring the pictures of them hanging on the wall.

"Abhi." Purab enters the room, to get Abhi. Purab was one who was holding himself for the people.  If he was also drowned in the misery, then there would be no one to collect them together.

He knew how much Abhi could be undergoing, right at the Moment as her lose was not something manageable even his mind was not believing on the truth. But the bitter truth of life, when death meets someone we can only see them with our misery filled eyes, none can help.

He takes the step in, to get Abhi. To do all the last duties of Pragya funeral.

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27, March, 2017

Dadi was sitting before the press People.  As they were gathered to ask the details of the funeral happened in their home!

Dadi was broken,  death happened In her home had made her life hopeless, and every strength she have In her weaken. Still, she asked to hold this Press Meet as it was important.

"Well. Mrs. Madhumitha Mehra. We are here to ask? What's you think about the sudden death happened in your home?" One of the Interviewer came ask mercilessly, opening the wounds which they are trying to seal.

Dadi let out a tear, controlling to hold back. She sniffs and reply, "It was unexpected.  We never thought that would be happening.  The death. God proposes while Man disposes." She tells the matter of fact. 

"But about your Grandson. Abhisheik Mehra. Rockstar love was something unbelievable. The fans are still mourning over the lose. What happened to him. Was quite rare things nowadays happen right?" Another interviewer asked her emotionally. 

Dadi smiled through tears, as her eyes landed on the Pragya Picture. Which was adorned with garland.

True.  She never thought Abhi love was this much.

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25, March, 2017

5:00 PM

Purab was about enters Abhi room, called him. But he was not responding.

Numerous bad thoughts running in his brain, he sprinted  inside the room dashing roughly. His heart calmed seeing Abhi sat on the Couch, with his eyes closed. Some fresh tears stained on his cheeks.

He is glad. That he cried. At last.

Sometimes crying could make you feel better, plying up emotions only worsen matters.

We can't ignore Past!  Ignore Fate!

He was amazed that he was slightly smiling, a smile formed on his corner of his lips. Was he remembering her?

Gently walking to his side, he sit beside him taking  deep breath.

"Abhi." He gently calls him. He didn't reply.

Again he called, "Abhi."

He didn't reply him.

Sighing deeply, Might be he was not present  here. He slowly tucked his shirt, and touched his shoulder pulling  him. When his head fell down automatically.

Panicking, he sees his whole body dropping. 

"Abhi." Purab calls his losing his hope, his voice was shaking. Fear was evident in his voice.

Fear of losing. Losing another person. Another person he loved. He loved Dearly.

"Abhi." His heart started thumping inside his body, tears automatically leaving his eyes continuously, sweats forming on his forehead.

With bated breath, he takes his hand to his nose. To check.

Whether he was breathing. 

Please God! Make him be alive!

His hand was shaking terribly, with his restless heart and body he moves it to his nose sacred..

Lub- Dub!

Lub-Dub!

He could able to hear the resonating loud beats of his heart.

No Breathing.

He falls on the bed, shocked.  Baffled!  Hopeless! On the bed. "Abhi." He lets out a anguish deep louder cry making the whole mansion hear it.  That resonating through the whole mansion, shaking everyone  and attracting presence towards him.

"Abhi." He again shouts louder, sobbing heavily. Unable to hold the pain his heart was feeling.

How much that the heart can hold? Or bear? Would he be able to cope with loss of him and his di.

The thought of his friend smiled with him passed through his memories, making a tear roll down his cheeks.

My Abhi. He cried loudly, not bothering about anything. He felt like thousands of knife slicing into his heart at the moment.

Two death!

One day!

It was so much hard for them to digest! .

Hearing his shouting, everyone on the hall came running inside Abhi room, panicked and Scared. Seeing him and Abhi there shock turned to grief, sensing almost what could have happened.

Akash moves to Purab,who was face palmed him.  "Purab." He was about to touch him.

When he hugs his by his stomach, searching some peace and some comfort. "Akash. Abhi.. Abhi. He left... us. He left us." His voice was cracking and broken between sobs.

"He left us and went with di." He spoke, with tears. Hearing him everyone froze. Brains stopped thinking and heart failed to beat.

Dadi stood there standing completely baffled, her mind trying to hard to register the shocks.

Shocks her fragile heart cannot be able to hold on. Believe on.

A Doctor who had came to Pragya funeral, come before and checked  Abhi pulse. And confirmed them. He is dead.

Their Abhi.. Abhi, The Rockstar had died.

The day would never turn worse any more than this!

~~~~~~~~~~

27, March, 2017

Tears continuously left Dadi eyes, not even bothered about the running tears she replies.

"Yes. My Grandson love for his wife was true. And eternal. He would always say, without she there is no he. In every move of him, she is there. For him, she is his breath. His oxygen. Was it possible to breath without oxygen? So he left! Going to his oxygen. Going to his Love." Dadi tells emotionally, her eyes imagining the love Abhi had for Pragya.

With some more questions, The Interview came to halt with them leaving in tears.

Indeed, the news of Abhi death is so much Shocking and Earthquake to Whole India.

After his Death in evening, they postponed the timing of Pragya's burial and decided to bury both Abhi and Pragya together in the same Grave, never separating them.

Next morning, they woke by the news of "Rockstar Love for his Wife was Unbelievable." In Newspaper. 

Dadi, stared the Abhi Picture which was also Put on Garland near Pragya Photo.

They both didn't  separate. All they care about was their love! They left them, leaving together! 

No one love story can be sad and beautiful like them!

No one love can be stronger and inseparable like them!

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The End,
NasreenAyesha.

So this is!

Expected, Abhi's death!

This is sad end! Which I planned from beginning!

Sorry for taking so much time, happy end also there. Don't know when I am gonna post that.

So what's you think of this?

For me, This happen rarely. Men or women dying after their partner die. I thought Abhigya would be those person who would do after their partner separation.

This is specially for Accident. See! Look Pragya died in the accident. Two reason are there!

1. Carelessness of Driver

Your careless could leads to death! Death of a mother! Death of father.

2. Carelessness of Walker

Your careless could leads to, losing of your child,  your love!

So please. Never Be hurry and accident someone.