The Loving Dad

"If I knew that all my wishes in life were going to be fulfilled on my wedding day, I wouldn't have bothered putting so many socks on my bedside all throughout my childhood."

Shree's Perspective

"He slept?" I ask Abhimanyu, rubbing his arm as he pats Ayansh's forehead. I lean on his shoulder and kiss his contours, "Come and let's sleep."

"I can't believe he was in fever for the whole day. I will kill this doctor." I smile as he scowls and I kiss his cheek, winding my arms around him, "Medicines are working, honey. He had fever, it will pass gradually."

"Then what this doctor is doing?" He counters back and I sigh, "It's useless to tell you anything when you don't want to listen to me. Now, will you come to bed?"

"I can't believe it, you're telling me off because of a doctor. A quack, actually." He retorts, getting up and I cover Ayansh with his baby wrapper, and press kiss on his forehead.