Ayaansh Luthra

Do you see a guy wearing a white shirt with a black denim jacket over it, with black stripped jeans.

Walking inside the house as a thief, tip toeing on every step,

Yeah, thats me. Ayaansh Luthra.

I'm walking inside my home like a fucking thief, and god knows what will happen if someone sees me like this. But do I've another option?

No.

The fuck, I need to enter like this.

I mean why wouldn't I after the clear warning of my beloved mom to come home before 9. Keyword - beloved

But come on, I'm 21 now. Can't I just go to the cliff and take part in the bike racing. Is that too much to ask for?

Yes.

No.

Well, I did. No one in particular but, Dad helped.

So if anyone dies in this house tonight, it's Dad before me.

I can plot my run till mom hides his body.

I move my head 360 to see if the coast is clear or not.

Wohoo, it is.

I tip toed in the hall, walking towards the stairs, on the way hitting my toe to something hard.

The fuck, it hurts.

Why would you keep something in the middle of the hall,

Lets rephrase, why would you walk like a potato sack in the hall.

Why is it so fucking dark here. I can't see anything clear.

It's 2am you dumbass.

Oh, yeah.

I continue walking, but wait, stop, there's one more important thing to do.

I'm hungry.

For what? Food or death?

Food.

Gulping down the fear of mom seeing me in the kitchen I walk towards it to grab some snacks.

Its ok, its ok.
No one will find you Ayaansh.
You are safe.

Mom loves you, she is not gonna kill you.

I turned towards the light switch to turn on the lights,

Boom.

Okay....I spoke too early.

All the lights turned on and there was ladies and gentlemen, my beloved mom standing in the kitchen in her all grace.

And the fucking scary stare.

Fuck, that's scary.

"M..mom."

"The one and only."

"H...Hi I didn't expect you here."

Beep Beep Beep. Wrong statement. Sarcasm arriving.

"Well, your dad didn't marry my ass 18 years ago for you to not expect me in the same house as his. Or did he?"

Told ya.

Shit.

"N..No I mean..you are still up. Everything okay?"

"Yes. Except some bones. Of Yours."

Oh the fuck.

"M..mom actually....I..I..was.."

Somebody help me. I don't stammer. Come on.

"Yeah I'm all ears. You? Actually? Was? What?"

"I was out."

Wow. What an answer.

She can see that you fucking idiot.

"You idiot. I can see that. Out where?" Alert. Alert. She is getting angrier.

"Mm..uhh...store...grocery store."

Wow Ayaansh, wow. Out of all the places you were at a fucking grocery shop at 2 fucking Am.

"Oh really? You were at a grocery shop at 2 am to buy what? Chocolate pudding for your shirt." she said looking down at my white shirt covered with mud marks.

Shit, I got that while racing, fucking mud puddles. Ehhhhhh.

I'm officially doomed.

"Umm..yeah actually. I was craving for chocolate!"

"At 2 in the night? What are you...Pregnant?"

Ughh. Mom no sarcasm please. You are good with it.

Why wouldn't she be, she is Preeta Luthra. Wife of the Indian Mafia King. The lady who changed the mafia's life within months. With no regrets. No threats. Just love.

She is one of her kind. Daring, Phenomenal, Feisty. But when it comes to us, her family,

She is everything a family could be blessed with. A loving and supportive wife. A great maa. And an amazing friend.
(mother)

And especially,

My best friend.

Every man look up to their fathers to grow up like them. But my one half looks up to her. My mom.

But yeah, her anger is what sucks. For dad too.

And now let the ground swallow me cuz I can't handle the fear right now.

"Will you answer me crackhead? Where the hell were you at this hour?"

"Bike racing" yeah Ayaansh mumble lower, not even your soul will be able to hear it.

"Sorry what?"

"B..Bike racing."

"And who the fuck let you out?"

Oh.

Dad is doomed too. Well, it was great knowing you dad. I'll remember you always. And maybe meet you up there too.

"Tell me."

"D..Dad"

"I fucking knew it." Her nostrils flared in anger. She pouted angrily, aww.

Aww?

She looks cute tho.

Oh shit oh shit. Scream alert.

"Karan" she screamed on the top her lungs.

Fuck, the neighbors could hear her too. Well, they are used to it.

And within a minute, Dad was down keeping his hand on his chest.

"The fuck. I'm aging Preeta. At least care for my heart."

Dramatic people in my life.

"Hi Dad." I gave him an apologetic smile with a wave.

Who knows if I'll be able to apologise later or not.

"Oh." I knew he is smart. Got the situation with a single look.

"Yeah, oh. Is that all you got to say Mr Luthra."

"Yeah oh. We have a visitor. But at this hour? Who are you child?" He said pointing at me.

I rolled my eyes seeing his lame antics, no one's gonna save you dad.

So ungrateful.

I guess I didn't say it yet, well, CONSIDER ME DEAD ALREADY.

"Karan...either get punished or get out of the house."

Her way or highway.

Obviously.

"So Dad, shall I bring you a blanket considering you are sleeping outside today."

He snapped his head towards me and glared, I grinned at him sideways.

I repeat, so ungrateful.

"So what's my punishment?"

"No touching your alcohol for the next 3 months."

"THREE MONTHS?"

"No wait that's a little too much."

I can hear him sighing.

"6 months"

"SIX FUCKING MONTHS?"

"Yes, now get lost. I've to deal with this brat."

Oh-Oo

His lips pluckerd, he stomped his foot and returned to his room murmuring to himself.

Yeah, mafia boss. You heard that right.

The Karan Luthra. The name whom the world fears. According to everyone he left his mafia years ago. But he haven't. Its just hidden, for ours sake. He wants to keep us safe.

I don't know, but mom and dad alwaysssss say that many things happened before I came into their life. Many bad things tho. Dad says he was able to pass that bad phase just because of mom.

She is his angel. His Babydoll.

I mean, imagine the person whom the world is scared of, kneels down for his wife. Even after 18 years of marriage treats her like a kid. Well, mom behaves like a kid often.

The best husband and a great dad. Always.

Mom says I'm his replica. And trust me I'm proud of it.

My thoughts broke when I heard mom's anger filled voice again,

"And you." My head snapped towards her giving her a sheepish grin,

"You are grounded after 11."

"But mom my friends and I stay in the club till 12 or something. Atleast give me 2 more hours."

"Oh, let me rephrase it. You are grounded after 11 in the morning." Saying this she left flipping her hairs on my face.

And I, I just stood there with my jaw touching the floor.

11 IN THE MORNING????

That's cruel.
Fuck me,

Find a girl buddy.

Ughhhhh.

Stomping my foot like dad I move towards my room, in the way coming across the little brat's room too,

The house shook, but she didn't even flinch. Not even a stir.

Well thats, Kiana Luthra. Obviously she won't wake up before 10 even if it's a War alert.

The hypocritical part, just because this papa ki pari wakes up after 10, Dad asked the Dean of her school to start the school after 11. Ahem, threatened.
(Daddy's princess)

Shaking my head, I went inside my room, that's just beside hers.

Entering inside the washroom I stripped myself and took a quick cold shower,

Guys guys, normalize cold showers please, its not always a bon- whatever.

Wrapping the towel around my waist I walk out of the washroom while wiping my hairs with the other one, just as I was about to move towards the walk in closet my phone rang,

Who the hell calls you at two in the morning?

You already know bro, that idiot monkey, Parth.

After hundreds of thoughts about the rejecting the call, I finally picked it up

"You dumbass, can't you pick up a little fast, my hands are hurting holding the phone to my ear. You jerk." I kept the phone little away from my ears, reason no 1. I love my ears, reason no 2. He's not going to switch off his irritating radio for the next five minutes.

"....have any idea how much it tenses my muscles. What if my wrist gets a sprains, how'll I play my video games. And what if my....AYAANSH LUTHRA ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME."

"No." Was all my reply. What ? I really wasn't listening.

"Great. Just great. Here I'm getting an anxiety attack thinking about my precious wrist and you aren't even Listening to me, you monkey."

Look who's calling me a monkey, the chimpanzee himself.

"Have you called at a fucking 2 am to discuss your wrist's medical condition with me, if that's the matter, goodnight Parth."

"Hey, no wait." Finally.

"So....?"

"When are you coming back?"

"Tomorrow evening. Why? Missing me already Barbie doll?"

"Hey, you don't call me that. And no I'm not missing you but you definitely are missing so much fun here."

"And what is that?"

"Dude! The new fresher batch, damn the girls are so hot. I kinda dropped the hope of having hot juniors, but now, Aasta Lakasta, the girls are so fucking pretty and hot."

Oo-oh, I guess I'm seriously missing the fun then. I mean healthy flirting is good for health right?

Dad's words, not mine.
Even though Mom is the only woman dad has flirts with.

Biwi ka dar
(Wife's fear)

"Ohh hello, are you listening?"

"Yeah stop yelling, what is it?"

"Get your ass here a real quick Mr Monkey Luthra."

"Yeah to shove your ass down the hill, gotcha."

"No wonder I hate you. And ya listen..." I rolled my eyes at his unstoppable 'listens' Only if he wasn't my best friend, even I don't know what I would have done with this irritating disaster.

"Now what?"

"Bring Preeta aunty's special brownies with you. Dare you come without them, I'll call her personally and complain about this."

"Yeah whatever."

"And don't even think to eat them alo....." I hang up cutting his continuous rambles.

This guy sometimes makes me question my sanity.

I quickly change into my trousers, and lay down to get some sleep.

And next I was found under the sea choking the shit out of myself,

Oh you mean your dearest little sister threw a whole bucket of water on you.

I jolt up on the bed breathing heavily for my life, my heads snapped to my side hearing loud laughing, yeah Obviously this crazy girl,

"Kiuuuu...what the hell."

She stopped laughing, oh she tried to stop her laughter and made an innocent face,

"You weren't waking up bhai, so mom said to wake you up in the great Preeta Luthra style, so I did this."

"You Annabelle. You are so dead."

She screamed loudly seeing me getting down the bed and ran out of my room for her dear life, with me behind her,

"Wait, wait you little monster. I'll kill you?"

"You won't bhai! I know you."

"Stop right now."

She turned while running and plucked her tongue out running downstairs,

Her movements stopped abruptly as she hit her front with something, or someone,

"Oww why the hell is a wall present in the middle of our hall."

You siblings do run around the house like a potato sack.

Agreed.

"Well, baby look up maybe this wall will transform into your dear father."

She looks up and smiled sheepishly at dad,

"Hey Dad. Good morning."

"Yeah, Best Morning ever." Saying this he moved towards the kitchen table sitting there,

"What happened to him, why so grumpy?" Kiana asks me as she comes closer, totally forgetting about our previous run for life,

"No alcohol for 6 months. Punished by mom."

"Uuuu...that cruel to him."

"I know ya. By the way doll."

"Yes bhai?"

"Good morning." I emptied the whole jug of water on her which I picked up from the table,

"Ohh Godd...what did you do? I already showered. Damn."

"I made you more hygienic doll."

"Jerk." stomping her foot she moved towards her room,

"Don't use bad words Kiu, you are a little girl remember."

"I'm not." she shouts from the corridor.

"Uhh my ears."

After sometime, we all were sitting at the dining table having our breakfast, Rohit Chachu, Sejal Chachi and their daughters, Ritika and Anushka too joined us. Ritika is 15 and Anushka is 12.

Ahaan Chachu and Piya Chachi are still in Australia, as for some business. They shifted there 7 months ago with Naksh and Adya. Naksh is 16 and Adya is 14.

Oh about me and my lil troublemaker, I'm 21 and she is 16.

Sometimes I think, why am I the only one in twenties. A family full of kids, including my mom dad and Rohit chachu.

On the other hand, it feels good sometimes, to have to so many siblings. Naksh and I being the only boys have a duty to protect our sisters. We all are close. Really close.

"So Ayaansh, you are returning to Delhi today right?"

"Yeah Chachu. My final year classes is starting day after tomorrow."

He smiles while I look at mom who was already looking at me with a cute pout,

Don't be so cute mom.

"I'll be back soon mom. Before you know."

"Why do you have to go Everytime. I don't like these people."

"Hey." Dad and Kiana said being offended.

"I know mom I leave you behind with these psychopaths but I promise I'll be back soon."

"He called us a psychopath." Dad said glaring at me.

"He sure did." Kiana mirrored his expression.

"Glad we don't live here. I don't want to be roasted by the great Ayaansh bhai every single day." Said Ritika looking at Dad and Kia sympathetically.

"+1 bro." added Anushka.

I grin at them while taking a bite of my sandwich.

"Oh stop looking at my son like that. And Ayaansh make sure to bring me a daughter in law this time."

"Godd...Mom." I whine at the teasing smile she was giving me.

"Sure he will Preeta. You need to get a lil old now." Said Dad grinning at mom.

This guy.

"Yeah Like you right?" Mom smirked at him. I shook my head seeing their childish behavior. These guys are never going to give up on being a kid.

Oh I'm so excited to start the final year. With my friends and the freshers. And lots of fun.

Oh and that reminds,

"Mom make some brownies for me please."

End with the chapter.

So our Ayaansh Luthra is here guysss!!!

I know you already wanna propose me, right right?

And what about the 'still kids' parents of his? Liked them?

And of course you liked Kiana. Mhm?