RISHI SEHGAL

"Age - 28 years

Gender- Male

Education qualification - MBA

Job - Managing Director of BeVish Wonderworld.

Complexion - fair

Eye and hair color - Black

Chest - 36

Waist - 33

Abs - On the way

Ass- 3..."

"Enough! Stop it Dad" I snatched the measurement tape from Dad's hand.

Mom who was noting down everything on the note pad quickly got up, "what happened baby? " She asked concerned.

"28 years old 'Baby' " My jealous Dadda huffed.

They were on a Bride hunt for me. After listening to tons of "Humara beta to Hamari sunta hi nahi" Lines, I finally threw myself here, and then this is what they were doing.

Measuring my ass? Like really?

I huffed in annoyance, "like for once can we behave like a normal family? You people can suggest a girl and I will meet her and then we decide on other things? How about that? " I raised my eyebrow at them.

"But still we need all the details " Dad rolled his eyes.

"Whatever " I too rolled my eyes.

"Okay fine! You don't need to be angry my darling son. We won't irritate you now. Okay? " Mom said caressing my cheeks.

"Of course" Dad chuckled dryly.

"Let's go Mahir we need to send this bio to many, many people come. " Mom literally dragged Dad out of my room, when on the door he looked at me and winked.

I just chuckled at his meek attempt to make me jealous.

They love me so much. I never felt that I am not their biological child, they always treated me equally to Meera. I love them both but I love Mumma more.

I was always interested in designing and hence decided to join my Mom's office. I can also be close to both my Mothers with 'BeVish Wonderworld'

"Are you proud of me Maa, Papa? " I asked caressing their hand imprints. I joined the office as a normal employee, gave exams and interviews, didn't take any advantage of my name, and finally, after five years, I became Managing Director of the Enterprises.

"Bhaiyu, you take so much time. " I heard my little princess. I promised to take her shopping and she is nuts for shopping.

I quickly ran out, "I am ready your highness". I bowed down before her and she chuckled keeping her palm on her mouth.

We both came downstairs to see Shaan engaged in writing. Being Kuhu Aunt's son, he is nothing like her. She is crazy, jolly, always ready to join in parties but here her son, a total nerd, hardly attends any party, most of the time he is busy with his assignments and notes, smiles rarely and that is why I like him. My best companion.

Like literally you can share anything and everything with him and he won't spare a deaf ear. My secret diary.

"Hey, Shaan" I greeted him, he glanced at me for what we call a second and then nodded before scribbling on the papers.

"What is this Meera? Did you give your projects to Shaan for completion? " I asked her in a thick voice.
They both are almost of the same age and in the same university. Fortunately for Meera, he is in the same class and she never fails to take advantage of it.

"Bhaiyu... Aa... He... We... " She was trying to form a sentence but could not come up with any.

"First complete your work then only we will go shopping otherwise it's a big NO" She copy-pasted the special puppy face of Mr. Mahir Sehgal, I turned my head away. Was not going to melt anyway.

Sighing, she sat on the couch beside Shaan and took her notes from him.

"Don't listen to her when it comes to her studies okay? " I put my hand on Shaan's shoulders. He looked at me briefly, pushing his glasses above his nose, he nodded.

Seeing them busy, I came to the dining area where I saw, Dad was busy persuading Mom. I am sure he must have done something because my mom is always right.

"What you did now dad? " I asked him sitting beside my Mom.

"Mumma's spatula kindly stay away" He rolled his eyes at me.

"Mom, you are right! I am with you" I said kissing my Mom's cheek.

"Aww! I love you Rish" She kissed back my forehead.

"Awwwwwwwwwww! I lob you, Mom, I lob you Rish" Dad made a funny face making us chuckle.

"As if we don't know whose side you will take" He sat across us shooting daggers at me.

"It's okay Dad, I am with you" Meera sat beside Dad, patting his back.

"Dad's spoon" Mom rolled her eyes.

"My princess" Dad hugged Meera, giving us a joker grin.

"Bela, is Mahir disturbing you? You can gladly make his perfect circular buns red with Rishi's bat okay dear? " Dadu screamed. Dad's smile immediately vanished. He glared at me for playing the recording on my phone while we were left guffawing like there is no tomorrow.

Oh! How much I miss them. Dadu and Dadi along with Bade Dadu and Badi have gone to pilgrimage. I am just hoping for their return soon. So that we can team up against Dad and tease him.

Meera sympathetically patted his back" it's okay Dad".

"Hehehehe! Don't you have any other work to do? " Dad stood up adjusting his blazer. "I am going " He almost yelled.

"But Dad... " I tried to say but he just went away like his back was on fire.

Mumma went behind him smiling.

"I will check your assignment in the evening. You better complete it till then otherwise no shopping for a month" I dusted off my blazer and proceeded to go to the office.
I could imagine Meera making funny faces behind my back.

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SAANVI MALIK

"Dadu" Suchi patted Dad's cheek, he got up with a jerk. He was smiling looking at her but his smile vanished as soon as he realized who was she.

Keeping a straight face, he picked up Suchi who was sitting on his stomach, and kept her on the bed.

He went to use the washroom keeping pillows surrounding her.

He won't ever forgive me for what I did.
I broke his trust. My Dad's trust. My hero's trust.
I wish I could make everything like before.

Our small happy family.

Wiping off the tears, I made my way towards Suchi.

"Dadu Angry" She pouted looking at me.

"He will be good soon" I picked her up in my arms and kissed her cheek.

*
"Suchi! Eat this" I forwarded the broccoli to the 4-year old brat but she refused to open her mouth and gulp it down.

I kept it back in the bowl and took her small hands in mine, pinching her hands lightly, "Bad Suchi" I said and soon tears pooled in her beautiful eyes.

Not because I pinched her but because I called her bad.

Her tears instantly made me regret my decision of trying to scold her. She very well knows my weak nerve.

Pulling her into my lap, I wiped her tears. She hiccuped with excusing eyes.

"Suchi is a good girl" As soon as the words came out of my mouth, her lips craved upwards, showing me her rabbit teeth. She giggled, blinking her eyes.

A total Drama queen.

"But you are going to eat that broccoli. Am I clear? " I again spoke in a serious voice to which she scrunched her nose.

"Mumma please" She got up in my lap and kissed my cheeks.

She sure knows how to melt me.

"Not this time Suchi... You... " My words were left hanging when she gripped my shoulders in her small fists and proceeded to kiss my forehead and then nose.

"Cutu Mumma" She cupped my face in her tiny palms and let out a kiss in the air, something which I usually do with her.

Copy cat!

"Fine but from next time you are not getting away this easily" I huffed faking an angry glare to which she giggled before getting down from my lap and running around in the house.

Smiling to myself, I picked up the salad and started eating the stuff meant for Suchi.
Parenting can be tough especially when you don't know the P of parenting.

My mother died when I was a year old. I grew up with my Father. He never let me feel that I don't have a mother, even if it meant wearing a saree dancing for me.

He fulfilled my silliest of the wishes but what did I give him in return? Broke his trust?

He will never forgive me and I will also not forgive myself for making him see that day.

I heard loud footsteps echoing in the dining room. I quickly stood up from my chair sensing it was dad coming my way.

He was standing 10 feet away from me, I hung my head low unable to look into his eyes. His hollow eyes always remind me of my blunder mistake.

"I have met this boy, Well mannered and a cultured boy. I want you to meet him " He kept a photograph on the table and left without saying anything else. He does not talk much especially with me. I deserve it.

The least I can do is to give him some peace by marrying someone. I have hurt him enough and I don't intend to do it again. I will marry whosoever he says.

I picked up the photograph and moved to my room.

*
Only if I was wise enough to know people. My one stupidity caused all this mess.
I hate him but I can't deny the fact that once I loved him like crazy.
I lost myself, my self-respect, my sanity, my father, everything by just falling in love with him.

I hate the day, I met him. I caused this to myself. This helplessness, my pathetic condition is just because of that wrong decision.
No matter how much I loath myself, I can never change what happened.

How happy we were. Just me and my Papa but I destroyed it all with my own hands.

"You know why I still keep you in this diary? Because every day when I look at you, it reminds me not to repeat a mistake like you in the future. I hate you " I spat angrily, glaring at the particular picture hidden in my diary. Whenever I look at his face, my heart burns with remorse.

"Mumma" I heard Suchi, wiping my teary face I quickly hid the picture in the diary. I was about to keep the dairy away when my gaze fell on the picture dad gave me. Thinking to see the picture later I hid it too in my diary. Anyway, I am going to marry him because dad likes him.

"Mumma seeeee" Suchi came running before me showing her orange teeth.

"I ate this" She giggled showing me a stick which contained some orange chocolates maybe.

"I have orange teeth" She danced like it was the eighth wonder of the world.
I chuckled at her. How cute!

Children get so happy at the smallest and the silliest of the things. Without stress, they enjoy their lives. I wish I could be a child again. I would love to hide in my Papa's arm again. I would love to see him happy because of me again.

I just wish I could return to my own childhood and enjoy everything just like Suchi. I wish to grow up again this time careful not to hurt the people I love most.

"Mumma, who is he? " Suchi stood before me examining the picture. It was all white from my side.

Oh no! I don't want her to see that mean creature.

"Suchi, give it back to me " I stood up to go near her but she ran away.

"Suchi...Suchi... Give it to me... Otherwise, Mumma won't talk to you" I threatened her but she shook her head in no.

" Suchi please baby give it to me" I pleaded and she stopped.

"Good girl! Now give it to me " I sat on my knees reaching her height.

"Is he my Dadda? " She spoke innocently which slashed my heart into pieces.

I never wanted her to grow without the love of her dad but what do I do?
I have seen people abandoning my little princess saying she does not have a father. I have seen them mocking my daughter. They call her illegitimate when she is NOT! I have seen her crying for not having a Dad but not every time I can change her "where is my dad" talks into "suchi, here a new choco bar for you".
What should I tell her?

It just pierced my heart knowing she was also the one suffering due to that mistake. That bloody mistake I wish I could reverse.

" He is my dad? " Suchi caressed the picture lovingly in her hand which again stabbed my heart. The innocent child does not deserve this.

I looked at her to say 'no' but her hopeful eyes expecting a positive answer manipulated my tongue into saying a "yes".

A beaming smile adorned her face.
" Dadda" She chirped and kissed the picture.

She frowned looking at me, I must have looked pathetic with tears stained face.

She quietly kept the picture, back in the dairy, and came to hug me.

"Don't cry Mumma, we will meet dad soon. Okay? " She kissed my cheek. I could not help but nod.

I don't wish to meet your dad, princess. Not in this birth at least.

I scooted her closer to me burying my face in her little stomach.

She giggled feeling ticklish there.
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