The morning light filtered through the soft white curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. The gentle sound of chirping birds blended with the cool, crisp air that filled the space, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere. This was the same room where, on most mornings, Viyansh and Vaidehi would wake up intertwined in each other's arms, but today, everything was different.
Their once serene mornings had now evolved into a beautiful chaos. Viyansh lay on one side of the bed, while Vaidehi was on the other, separated by their small but lively bundle of joy. Little Vaidaksh had claimed the center, sprawled in a way only a child could manageâhis tiny legs wrapped around Vaidehiâs waist, his arm draped across her chest, and his head nestled comfortably against her heart.Vaidehi, with a motherly instinct, had her hand protectively wrapped around his small frame, her fingers brushing gently against his back, even as she slept. On the other side, Viyansh slept soundly with Viyakshi resting entirely on his chest. Her tiny face was snuggled close to his neck, her rhythmic breathing syncing with his in the peaceful morning air. Viyanshâs large, protective hands gently cradled her as she slumbered, completely at ease in her father's embrace.
Viyana, their little bundle of energy, was nestled between Viyansh and Vaidaksh, but in her own unique style. She was fast asleep upside down, her small head resting near Viyanshâs waist, her arms stretched above her head, resting on her father's side. Her legs, however, were sprawled across Vaidakshâs face in the most comical position. Despite her strange arrangement, she slept soundly, completely oblivious to the discomfort she was causing. Vaidaksh, still half-asleep, felt the annoying tickle of Viyanaâs leg on his face and instinctively shrugged it off. Unfortunately for Viyansh, this sent Viyanaâs tiny foot straight onto his cheek. Poor Viyansh was greeted with an unexpected slap from his daughter in the early morning hours. He groggily placed his hand on his cheek, feeling the small impact but smiling softly once he realized it was Viyanaâs leg that had struck him. Amused by the situation, Viyansh slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at his little girl, who was still fast asleep in the most inappropriate, yet endearing position. Her innocence and carefree sleep made him chuckle lightly.
Viyansh gently adjusted Viyanaâs leg, moving it back onto the bed without waking her. Carefully, he sat up with Viyakshi still nestled in his arms. Once he placed her down softly beside her sister, he scooped up little Viyana and shifted her into a more comfortable position, making sure she was tucked in snugly beneath the duvet. Both his daughters now rested peacefully. Turning his gaze to the other side of the bed, Viyansh chuckled quietly. Vaidaksh was sprawled over Vaidehi, his small body almost entirely draped across her, hugging her tightly as if she were his personal pillow. The scene was all too familiar, reminding Viyansh of how Vaidehi always clung to him in her sleep, practically in the same way their son was now. It was endearing to see the same sleeping habit passed down to their little one. Shaking his head with a fond smile, Viyansh gently pulled the duvet over both Vaidehi and Vaidaksh, ensuring they were warm and comfortable. With his family still sound asleep, he quietly headed to the gym for his morning workout. An hour later, Viyansh returned, fresh from his workout, only to find his little family still lost in the peacefulness of their dreams. The room was quiet except for the occasional soft breathing of his children, and Viyansh stood at the doorway for a moment, admiring the beautiful sight of his wife and kids resting together.
After taking a deep breath of contentment, he headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Today was a holiday, so he opted for casual attireâcomfortable yet stylish. Returning to the room, just as he was adjusting his shirt, Vaidehiâs alarm rang. Without missing a beat, Viyansh quickly walked to her side and switched it off before it could disturb her peaceful slumber. Vaidehi remained blissfully unaware, still curled up with Vaidaksh, both of them sound asleep. Viyansh chuckled softly and thought about making a special breakfast for his family. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on Vaidehi's forehead, followed by tender kisses on the heads of his childrenâVaidaksh, Viyana, and Viyakshi. Each one of them seemed to relax even more, lost in their dreams. Satisfied, Viyansh left the room quietly, heading towards the kitchen. In the kitchen, he found that his younger brothers, Viraj and Virat, had the same idea. They greeted him with wide grins, already in the process of setting out ingredients. Amidst the usual playful banter, the Singhania brothers worked together, cooking up a delicious breakfast. It wasnât often they all had free time like this, and it felt good to be doing something together for their families. Viyansh entered his room quietly, the sight of his family still nestled together filling his heart with warmth. Slowly, he approached Vaidehi, who was still fast asleep. He leaned down and kissed her forehead again, this time lingering a little longer. As he caressed her head softly, he whispered.
Viyansh: "Jaan, get up please."
Vaidehi shifted slightly in her sleep, her long-standing habit of being a deep sleeper still unchanged after all these years. The alarm was more of a formality, as it never seemed to rouse herâwhy she still set it was anyone's guess. The only difference now was that, while the alarm failed to wake her, she always stirred the moment her kids called for her, just like Viyansh did.
Viyansh: "Bachcha uth jao chalo na dekho aaj maine kuch banaya hai."
(Baby, wake up. Come on, see, Iâve made something today.)
Vaidehi gently clasped Viyansh's hand, which was softly caressing her cheek. Slowly, she blinked her drowsy eyes open and met his gaze, both of them smiling warmly at each other. As she attempted to sit up, she realized she was somewhat pinned down by Vaidaksh, who was nestled almost on top of her. Vaidehi pouted, glancing up at Viyansh. He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.
Viyansh: "Wait."
Viyansh carefully adjusted Vaidaksh, making sure he was lying comfortably on the bed without disturbing his sleep. The kids, sensing the shift, instinctively cuddled closer together, their little bodies snuggling into each other. They soon settled back into a peaceful slumber, content and cozy in their shared warmth.
Vaidehi: "Good morning Ansh."
Viyansh: "Very good morning Ansh ki jaan"
Vaidehi: "Kya time ho raha hai Ansh, mera alarm nahi Baja, jaldi uth gayi kya main??"
(What time is it, Ansh? Did my alarm not go off? Did I wake up too early?)
Vaidehi turned to check the time and her eyes widened in shock. She bolted upright, a look of surprise and urgency on her face as she realized how late it had become.
Vaidehi: "Oh god, I'm again late today itna saara kaam pada hai."
(Oh God, Iâm late again today. Thereâs so much work to do.)
Viyansh: "Jaana relax, aaj Saturday hai bachcho ki chutti hai."
(Jaan, relax. Itâs Saturday today. The kids have the day off.)
Vaidehi: "Vahi toh Ansh aaj inki chutti hai, inka homework dekhna hai, Dakshu ko competition ke liye practice karani hai, fairies ko park le jaana hai, Inke stationaries, books, uff Mai.."
(Exactly, Ansh! Today is their day off. I have to check their homework, help Daksh practice for his competition, take the fairies to the park, and get their stationeries and books ready. Uff, how will I manage...)
Vaidehiâs frantic movements were abruptly halted when Viyansh gently grasped her hands, placing a calming finger on her lips. His proximity was intense and reassuring as he looked deeply into her eyes. The silent exchange between them conveyed a sense of calm and understanding, as he comforted her in the midst of her panic.
Viyansh: "Shhhh, sab ho jayega."
(Shhhh, everything will get done.)
Vaidehi shifted slightly, her eyes still locked with Viyansh's.
Vaidehi: "Kaise hoga Ansh, itna late..."
(How will it get done, Ansh? It's so late...)
Viyansh gently drew Vaidehi closer by her waist, her hands naturally resting on his chest. He leaned in, his face inches from hers, his breath warm against her skin. Their closeness created a tender moment.
Viyansh: "Bhul ke saare kaam kaaj sajani, chune de ang mohe aaj sajani."
(Forget all the work, my love, let me touch you today, my love.)
*It's a song*
Vaidehi's lips curved into a warm smile as she wrapped her arms around Viyansh's neck. She leaned in, closing the distance between them, her touch both tender and reassuring. Their faces were now so close that she could feel the gentle rise and fall of his breath.
Vaidehi: "Aaye na kaise mohe laaj sajana, chuna na dekho mohe aaj sajna."
(How can I let you touch me, love, I feel shy today, love.)
Their faces were now just inches apart, creating a space where only the warmth of their shared breath could be felt. Viyansh gently rubbed his nose against hers, a playful gesture that made their closeness even more intimate. His touch was tender, a soft caress that conveyed his affection and deep connection with her. Vaidehi's smile widened, reflecting the joy and love that filled the moment, as they enjoyed the sweet, tender exchange.
Viyansh: "Aapki Harkatein aapke shabdo se mel nahi kha rahi biwi saheba."
(Your actions don't match your words, dear wife.)
Vaidehi: "Aapke chehre ki bhi sharafat aapki aakhon ki shararat se mel nahi kha rahi Swami."
(The innocence on your face doesnât match the mischief in your eyes, my lord.)
Viyansh: "Toh kyu na aaj aapki harkaton aur meri Shararaton ka samgam Kara dein?? "
(So why not let your actions and my mischief come together today?)
Vaidehi's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, and she found herself unable to maintain eye contact, her gaze dropping shyly. In response, Viyansh leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, the gesture filled with warmth and tenderness.
Viyansh: "Yaad hai na we are going on a date tonight??"
(Remember, weâre going on a date tonight?)
Vaidehi: "Do din se nach rahe hai aap mere irt girt, kaise bhul sakti hu??"
(Youâve been dancing around me for two days, how could I forget?)
Viyansh: "Ha toh ab ye teeno toh akele chodte nahi meri biwi ko, toh kuch toh karna padega na."
(Well, since these three never leave my wife alone, I had to come up with something.)
Vaidehi: "Haan ji zarur zarur."
(Oh yes, of course.)
Vaidehi's giggles filled the room, a delightful sound that made Viyansh's heart swell with affection. He responded by playfully nibbling on her cheek
Viyakshi: "Pokshyy kya kar rahe ho??"
(Pokshyy, what are you doing?)
Viyansh let out a soft groan of contentment as he rested his head on Vaidehi's shoulder. Vaidehi giggled at his affectionate gesture, her fingers gently caressing his back. Their tender moment was gently interrupted by Viyakshi, who stirred and watched them with sleepy eyes while rubbing her small fists against her eyes.
Viyakshi: "Mumma, Pokshyy."
Vaidehi: "Yes mumma ki Fairy, coming."
Viyansh reluctantly released Vaidehi, who then gently picked up Viyakshi and cradled her in her arms. Viyakshi buried her face in Vaidehi's neck, seeking comfort and warmth. Viyansh wrapped his arms around Vaidehi from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder as they stood together in a moment of quiet affection.
Viyakshi: "Mumma, good molning."
Vaidehi: "Good morning baby."
Viyansh: "Good morning my girls."
Viyansh kissed on Vaidehi's neck, When Viyakshi noticed that Viyansh had planted a kiss on Vaidehi's neck, she too planted one of her own. As Viyansh noticed that, he decided to make fun of Viyakshi. Vaidehi scowled at the antics of her daughter and husband. Viyakshi attempted to mimic her father by sucking on Vaidehi's neck, but Viyansh sucked her neck instead. Both of them chuckled as they proceeded to kiss and suck Vaidehi's neck, leaving marks. They got into a competition between them.
Vaidehi: "Kya chal raha hai aap dono ka?? Pitaii karu abhi??"
(Whatâs going on with you two? Should I give you both a beating right now?)
Vaidehi glared at them.
Viyansh: "Bachcha, love you"
Viyakshi: "Mumma love you."
Vaidehi watched Viyansh and Viyakshi for a moment, both giving her playful puppy eyes. Unable to resist their charm, she ended up giggling, and soon Viyansh and Viyakshi joined in the laughter. The sound of their cheerful giggles roused Vaidaksh and Viyana from their sleep. Viyana, still groggy, saw her sister in Vaidehi's arms and, in her disoriented state, attempted to stand up on the bed. She wobbled briefly before plopping back down onto her bump. Viyansh and Vaidehi chuckled at the sight of their little oneâs antics, finding the scene adorable. Viyakshi pouted slightly as she watched her twin sisterâs movements. Viyana, noticing her parents' attention, pouted back and looked up at them with big, expectant eyes. Viyansh quickly scooped her up into his arms and began to coax her with gentle, playful movements. Viyanaâs pout turned into a delighted grin as Viyansh started to tickle her, making her laugh heartily. The room filled with the infectious joy of their familyâs morning playfulness, each moment brimming with love and laughter.
Viyana: "Popshyyy bass."
(Popsy enough)
Vaidaksh: "Mummaaaaa"
Vaidaksh, still half-asleep, called out to Vaidehi with a drowsy, sleepy voice.
Vaidehi: "Awww mera bachcha, aa jaiye."
(Awww, my baby, come here.)
Vaidehi extended her arm toward Vaidaksh, who immediately nestled into her, hugging her waist and burying his face against her stomach.
Viyansh: "Heyyy little Jaan, that's my place. "
Vaidaksh: "I came from there."
Viyanshâs eyes widened in surprise, unable to find words, while Vaidehi burst into laughter. Viyana and Viyakshi, not fully understanding the situation, joined in the laughter simply because their mother was enjoying herself. Soon, Vaidakshâs giggles added to the chorus, and eventually, Viyansh couldnât help but laugh along. Together, the family shared a heartwarming and joyous morning moment, filled with laughter and love.
That night, as the car glided down the quiet streets, Viyansh drove with a contented smile while Vaidehi gazed out of the window, taking in the serene night view. The night was their long-awaited escape from the routine, a much-needed date night that Viyansh had been eagerly planning. Despite the chaos of their lives with three kids, Viyansh had managed to arrange this special evening, much to Vaidehiâs delight. She still couldnât quite believe how the man she had fallen for was now a devoted father of three, but she couldnât resist the charm of such a thoughtful gesture. Despite her initial disbelief, she couldnât resist accepting his offer. After all, who could turn down such a charming invitation from a husband she still finds incredibly handsome? Viyansh had dressed meticulously for the occasion in a black shirt and white trousers, knowing it was Vaidehiâs favorite. Vaidehi, in turn, looked stunning in a black saree adorned with matching jewelry, an outfit she knew Viyansh adored. Her waist chain, a particular obsession of Viyansh's, shimmered with added eleganceâa gift from him that day. The night promised to be as enchanting as the love they shared, and both were looking forward to a memorable evening together.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, kitna achcha lag raha hai na, ye halki halki baarish, slow music, raat ka waqt aur aap mere sath."
(Ansh, isn't this just perfect? The light rain, soft music, the night, and you by my side.)
As Vaidehi looked over at Viyansh, a tender smile spread across her face. She reached out, gently taking his arm, and nestled her head against his shoulder. Viyansh, feeling her warmth and affection, instinctively shifted slightly to accommodate her. With one hand still on the steering wheel, he took her other hand in his, intertwining their fingers. As they drove, he leaned in and placed a soft, loving kiss on her forehead. The simple, intimate gesture conveyed all the unspoken emotions they shared, making the evening even more special.
Viyansh: "haa aur vo bhi akele, finally mujhe meri biwi akeli sirf mere liye mili mujhe."
(Yes, and all alone too. Finally, I have my wife all to myself.)
Vaidehi chuckled.
Vaidehi: "Kyu itne obsessed ho gaye aaj kal aap mujhse??"
(Why are you so obsessed with me these days?)
Viyansh: "Aaj kal nahi, humesha se hu aur tumse nahi houn toh kya padosi se houn??"
(Not just these days, always. If not with you, then who? The neighbor?)
Vaidehi: "ho sakte hai Par pados wale Mr. Sharma aapke sath date pe nahi jayenge."
(Well, maybe, but Mr. Sharma from next door wonât go on a date with you.)
Viyansh: "Biiwwwiiiii"
Vaidehi giggled as Viyansh expertly maneuvered the car into a parking spot. She straightened herself in the seat as he stepped out and made his way to her side. With a graceful gesture, he opened the door and offered his hand to her. Vaidehi accepted it with a warm smile, allowing him to help her out of the car. She wrapped her arm around his, and they walked into the restaurant together.
Inside, the atmosphere was intimate and cozy. As they enjoyed their dinner, Viyanshâs playful teasing and flirtatious remarks brought a flush to Vaidehiâs cheeks, reminding them both of the early days of their romance. Despite the years that had passed, the essence of their relationship remained unchanged. Viyansh still made sure to give her the first bite of his meal, and Vaidehi continued to lovingly prepare his favorite dishes. Their weekends were still punctuated by quiet moments on the balcony, and her little love notes, tucked into his lunch box, never failed to bring a smile to his face.
The only noticeable change was Vaidehiâs newfound maturity, shaped by their journey through parenthood. She balanced the responsibilities of being a mother with her enduring love for Viyansh. While the couple cherished these moments of togetherness, Viyansh couldnât help but miss the carefree, playful times of their earlier days. Even as their lives had grown richer and more complex, the depth of their affection for each other remained as vibrant as ever.
As they finished their dinner, Viyansh continued to drive, but instead of heading back home, he took a turn that led them in a different direction. Vaidehi glanced at him, her curiosity piqued.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, aapne ye turn kyu liya?? Abhi kahi aur jaana hai kya??"
(Ansh, why did you take this turn? Do we have somewhere else to go?)
Viyansh: "yess"
Vaidehi: "Ansh, main thak gayi hu ab, phir kabhi chalenge na please. Bachche bhi kya pata uth gaye ho aur popsy ko pareshan kare toh??"
(Ansh, Iâm tired now. Letâs go some other time, please. The kids might be awake and bothering Popsy too.)
Viyansh: "Humare bachche bahaut samajhdaar hai jaana unhe pata hai ki mumma papa ko privacy chahiye."
(Our kids are very understanding, Jaan. They know Mumma and Papa need privacy.)
Vaidehi: "Jiii??"
(What??)
Viyansh: "Jaan kuch der shant raho na bachcha please."
(Jaan, please stay quiet for a while, baby, please.)
Vaidehiâs curiosity grew as they approached the lavish hotel, her confusion evident. The grandeur of the hotel only added to her bewilderment. Once Viyansh parked the car, he guided her inside with a gentle hand on her back, a reassuring gesture amid her growing curiosity. At the reception, Viyansh collected the room keys with a knowing smile. As they made their way to the room, Vaidehiâs anticipation built. When Viyansh finally unlocked the door and they stepped inside, Vaidehiâs eyes widened in surprise. The room was bathed in the soft glow of scented candles, casting a warm, inviting light that created a romantic atmosphere. As Viyansh closed the door behind them, he wrapped his arms around Vaidehi from behind, drawing her close. Vaidehi, her body relaxing into his embrace, felt a deep sense of contentment. Even she left her body loose in his embrace.
Vaidehi: "Ye sab kis liye Ansh??"
(What is all this for, Ansh?)
Viyansh: "Bas kuch vapas chahiye tha."
(I just wanted something back.)
Vaidehi: "Kya??"
(What?)
Viyansh: "Mera vahi clumsy careless, cheerful aur shararti bachcha."
(My clumsy, carefree, cheerful, and mischievous baby.)
Vaidehi: "Hainn???"
Viyansh gently guided Vaidehi to sit on the bed and then knelt in front of her. As he held her hand, he gazed deeply into her eyes, his expression filled with unwavering love and tenderness. Vaidehi, still puzzled, couldnât help but be drawn into the intensity of his gaze, feeling the depth of his affection.
Viyansh: "Yess jaana you heard me right. I want my bachcha. Bachcho ke aane ke baad tumne kyu khud ko badal diya?? Bachcho ko sambhalti ho, ghar sambhalti ho, I know meri Harkatein aur nakhre badh gaye hai mujhe bhi sambhal leti ho, academy ko bhi itne successfully handle kar leti ho par kabhi socha hai in sab me meri vo cute si choti se Jaan kaha kho gayi???"
(Yes, jaan, you heard me right. I want my bachcha. Why have you changed yourself after the kids came? You take care of the kids, manage the house, and I know you even handle my antics and moods, you run the academy so successfullyâbut have you ever thought where my cute little jaan got lost in all this?)
Vaidehi's smile deepened as she absorbed the warmth in Viyansh's words and gaze. The heartfelt sincerity in his eyes touched her deeply, reminding her of the profound connection they shared. Over the years, Viyansh had been her unwavering support, noticing the subtle changes in her and always striving to ease her burdens. His attentiveness had been a constant source of strength, but amidst the responsibilities Tonight was a cherished exception, a chance to reconnect with the essence of their relationshipâtheir earlier selves, full of youthful passion and unspoken promises. As Viyansh knelt before her, with the soft candlelight casting a warm glow around them, Vaidehi felt a surge of nostalgia and love. This was their moment to rediscover the joy and romance that had initially brought them together, to once again embrace the simplicity of their affection, and to relive the magic of their beginnings as Ansh and his bachcha. of life and parenting, their own moments of intimacy and affection had become rare.
Viyansh: "Kya mujhe aaj meri vahi pyaari si Mrs. Shorty, cutie si biwi milegi vapas??."
(Can I get my adorable Mrs. Shorty, my cutie-pie wife back?)
Vaidehi smiled.
Viyansh: "Nakhre karne wali, nautanki karne wali, shaitani dimaag wali, sabko tang karne wali, mera bachcha mil sakta hai vapas??"
(The one who used to throw tantrums, act dramatic, be mischievous, and annoy everyone... Can I have my bachcha back?)
Vaidehi's eyes widened in surprise as she absorbed Viyansh's words. Her initial shock quickly gave way to a playful defiance. She stood up on the bed, placing her hands on her hips and glaring at him with a mix of mock indignation and amusement. Viyansh, ever the attentive husband, watched her with a heart full of affection and admiration. His eyes sparkled with love as he took in the sight of her, a blend of fiery spirit and undeniable charm. Despite her feigned annoyance, he could see the deep affection she held for him.
Vaidehi: "Kya kaha aapne?? Main nakhre karti hu?? Shaitani karti hu?? Shorty bhi bulaya mujhe??"
(What did you say? I throw tantrums? I act mischievous? And you called me Shorty??)
Viyansh: "Kya maine kuch galat keh diya jaana??"
(Did I say something wrong, jaan?)
Vaidehi: "Annnssshhhh, hatiye mujhe nahi karni hai aapse baat. Date pe laake burai kar rahe hai meri."
(Anssshhh, move away, I don't want to talk to you. You brought me on a date just to criticize me!)
Vaidehi tried to step down from the bed, but Viyansh was quick to react. With a playful grin, he swept her up into his arms in a bridal carry, twirling her around with a burst of laughter. As he settled back onto the bed, he held her securely on his lap. Vaidehi pouted, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. Viyansh leaned in and placed a tender peck on her lips, his touch still capable of making her blush despite the years they've shared. He then nibbled gently on her rosy cheeks, his affectionate gestures making her smile.
Viyansh: "bas yahi, yahi chahiye tha."
(This, this is exactly what I wanted.)
Vaidehi: "Toh mujhe bhi dijiye jo mujhe chahiye"
(Then give me what I want too.)
Viyansh: "Kya??"
(What?)
Vaidehi: "My favourite view."
Viyansh, feeling his own cheeks flush with warmth, turned his gaze away to hide his blush from Vaidehi. Her laughter, bright and melodic, filled the room as she observed his reaction. In a playful gesture, she leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, the sweet touch contrasting with his earlier teasing. Viyansh couldnât help but smile, his heart swelling with affection as he met her gaze again, both of them lost in their intimate, joy-filled moment.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, 3 bachche hai humare aur aap ab bhi sharmate hai."
(Ansh, we have three kids, and you still blush.)
Viyansh: "Ha toh tum bhi toh sharmati ho mujhse."
(Well, you blush around me too.)
Vaidehi: "Jii bilkul nahi galat fehmi hai aapki"
(Nope, you're mistaken.)
Viyansh: "Achcha ji?"
(Really?)
Vaidehi: "Haan ji"
(Yes, really.)
Viyansh: "Ruko tum"
(Wait, just you watch.)
Vaidehi giggled as Viyansh, unable to resist her playful energy, pinned her gently to the bed. Hovering over her, he began tickling her sides, causing her to burst into fits of laughter and giggles. She tried to push him away, but her efforts were met with Viyanshâs loving resistance. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she managed to flip him onto his back and hovered over him. As she traced her fingers across his face, Viyanshâs breath caught in his throat. Vaidehi smirked and licked her lips, making Viyansh swallow hard in anticipation. Leaning in closer, he slowly closed his eyes, expecting a tender kiss. But Vaidehi, suppressing her laughter, carefully detached herself and stood up. She burst into a fit of giggles, leaving Viyansh lying on the bed, eyes wide in surprise. He looked up at her, a mix of confusion and amusement on his face, as she continued to laugh, thoroughly enjoying the playful moment they shared.
Vaidehi: "Aise kya dekh rahe hai?? Aap hi ne kaha tha aapko aapka bachcha vapas chahiye, toh main toh yahi karti thi na??"
(Why are you looking at me like that? Didnât you say you wanted your bachcha back? Well, this is what I used to do, right?)
Viyansh: "Tumhe bhi toh favourite view dekhna tha na ruko dikhata hu."
(You also wanted to see your favorite view, didnât you? Wait, I'll show you.)
Viyansh swiftly stood up and, before he could make his move, Vaidehi darted away, her laughter echoing through the room. Viyansh, determined to catch her, chased after her with a playful grin. Their joyful giggles filled the space, creating an atmosphere of carefree fun. As Viyansh closed in on her, he slid his hand gently along Vaidehi's bare waist, a teasing touch made possible by the saree she wore. With a grin, he lifted her effortlessly, causing her to wrap her arms around his neck for support. He carried her back to the bed, their playful energy still palpable. Gently, he laid her down on the bed and hovered over her, their faces close once more.
Viyansh: "kya keh rahi ab batao kaha jaogi??"
(Tell me, where do you want to go now?)
Viyansh leaned in towards Vaidehi's neck, his lips brushing against her skin with tender, soft kisses. Each kiss was gentle and affectionate, conveying a deep sense of love and intimacy. Vaidehi's breath hitched slightly at the sensation, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the moment.
Vaidehi: "Jaana hi kon chahta hai, mujhe toh favourite View dekhna."
(Who wants to leave? I just want to see my favorite view.)
Viyansh: "Zyada hi naughty nahi ho rahi aap??"
(Arenât you being extra naughty?)
Vaidehiâs hand gently roamed through Viyanshâs hair, her fingers tangling in the soft strands. As Viyansh continued to place tender kisses along her neck, her touch became more soothing and affectionate. She caressed his scalp with a loving tenderness, her fingers massaging his head as if to reciprocate the care he was showing her.
Vaidehi: "Are you showing me the view, or should I take matters into my own hands?"
Viyansh: "As my lady wishes."
Vaidehiâs cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as she gently pulled Viyansh closer, their lips meeting in a tender, passionate kiss. Despite the familiarity of the gesture, the intensity of their emotions felt fresh and exhilarating. After a long period of balancing responsibilities and navigating through life's chaos, this moment of pure connection was a rare and cherished treasure. They were enveloped in each other's embrace, savoring the joy and love that flowed freely between them. In this serene and intimate space, they were simply a couple deeply in love, savoring the profound happiness that came from being entirely present with one another.
Vaidehi: "I love you Ansh."
Viyansh: "I too love you mera bachcha."
As their kiss lingered, they pulled back slightly, their eyes locking in a gaze filled with profound love and admiration. The world outside ceased to exist, and in that quiet, intimate moment, it was just the two of them. Their smiles reflected the deep connection they shared, a silent understanding that despite all the chaos of their lives, they had found a precious sanctuary in each other. The warmth in their eyes spoke volumes, conveying a deep-seated affection and a cherished bond that transcended words.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, kuch waqt bahar bitaye kya?? Chand ko dekhte dekhte??"
(Ansh, how about we spend some time outside, just watching the moon?)
Viyansh: "Chand hi toh dekh raha hu."
(I'm already looking at the moon.)
Vaidehi gave a shy smile but then playfully showed her puppy eyes, a look that Viyansh could never resist. With a resigned but affectionate smile, he stood up, cradled her in his arms, and carried her to the balcony. They settled onto the plush couchâViyansh comfortably seated with Vaidehi nestled in his lap, her arms wrapped lovingly around his neck and his arms securely holding her waist.
The moonlight bathed them in a soft, silvery glow as they sat together, Vaidehi gazing at the moon, and Viyansh admiring the sight of her. The serene night was a perfect backdrop for their intimate moment, and they wished they could freeze time to savor it forever. As they spoke, Vaidehi chattered away with her usual warmth and enthusiasm, while Viyansh listened intently, his eyes never leaving her face. He was utterly captivated, lost in the beauty of the woman he loved and the simple, precious moment they were sharing.
Vaidehi: "Areh kuch suna bhi aapne??"
(Did you even hear what I said?)
Viyansh: "haa suna na."
(Yes, I heard.)
Vaidehi: "Kya suna zara bataiye."
(What did you hear? Tell me.)
Viyansh: "Meri favourite dhun"
(My favorite tune.)
Vaidehi: "Par main gana toh nahi ga rahi thi."
(But I wasn't singing.)
Viyansh: "ha par main toh meri Jaan kidil ke dhadkano ki baat kar raha tha."
(No, but I was talking about the rhythm of my jaan's heartbeat.)
Vaidehi's heart swelled with affection as she looked at Viyansh, marveling at the depth of his love for her. Feeling overwhelmed by her emotions, she leaned in and placed a tender kiss on his cheek. In response, Viyansh, feeling playful, lowered his eyes and buried his face into the crook of her neck, his warm breath tickling her skin.
Viyansh: "Aise nahi Karo biwi kuch kuch hota hai."
(Don't do this, biwi, it makes me feel something.)
Vaidehi giggled at his antics.
Vaidehi: "Toh hone dijiye na roka kisne hai??"
(Then let it happen, who's stopping you?)
Seeing the blush on Vaidehi's cheeks and the love shining in her eyes, Viyansh couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness. Without a word, he carefully stood up, holding her securely in his arms. With a warm smile, he carried her back inside the room. As he crossed the threshold, the soft glow of the candlelit room greeted them, the intimate ambiance perfect for the cherished moments they were about to share.
That night, Viyansh and Vaidehi shared an intimate and profound connection, expressing their deepest feelings and vulnerabilities to each other. In the quiet of their candlelit room, they felt an overwhelming sense of happiness, contentment, and completeness in one anotherâs arms. It was as though, after a long journey, they had finally found their way home. Their love, a sanctuary from the world's chaos, was a testament to their enduring bond, strengthened over the years. Despite the ups and downs they faced, their unwavering support for each other had only deepened their affection. Their love was pure and heartfelt, transcending physical needsâit was a genuine expression of their deep connection and unwavering commitment.
(Chapter yahi tak tha par phir mere hath ruke hi nahið)
The next morning, Vaidehi, still wrapped in the comfort of sleep, snuggled close to Viyansh, wearing his shirt. Her serene face, framed by tousled hair, was a vision of tranquility, the most beautiful sight he cherished. As he gently caressed her cheeks and planted a tender kiss on her forehead, he felt a profound sense of peace. Suddenly, the quiet was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. Viyansh reached over to the bedside table, picking up the device to find a video call from Vihaan. With a curious smile, he answered the call, only to be met with an unexpected sight: Vaidaksh, their son, appeared on the screen. The little boyâs gaze was fixed intently on Viyansh, his expression a mix of curiosity and mild disapproval.
Viyansh: "What??"
Vaidaksh's gaze was sharp and unwavering as he glared at Viyansh, his small face set in a serious expression.
Viyansh: "Kya ho gaya little Jaan??"
(What's wrong, little jaan?)
Vaidaksh: "Meri Jaan kaha hai??"
(Where is my jaan?)
Viyansh: "Jaana meri Jaan hai samjhe aap, aur mere sath hai, so Rahi hai."
(Jaan is with me, sleeping.)
Vaidaksh: "Par maine toh bas raat ki permission di thi, subah ho gayi hai meri Jaan vapas do mujhe."
(But I only gave you permission for the night, it's morning now. Give me my jaan back.)
Viyansh couldn't help but smile at his little Jaan's display of possessiveness.
Viyansh: "Nahi main toh soch raha hu aaj ka din bhi Jaan ko apne pass rakhu, aap bahaut tang karte hai meri Jaan ko."
(No, Iâm thinking of keeping jaan with me today too. You always trouble her.)
Vaidaksh: "Papa mumma ko leke aao na I'm missing my Jaan."
(Papa, bring mumma back, Iâm missing my jaan.)
Viyansh: "Thik hai, par pehle kahiye Jaan sirf papa ki hai. "
(Okay, but first say, 'Jaan belongs only to Papa.')
Vaidaksh: "Papa, mumma ko leke aao thik hai , awaaz nahi aa rahi toh call rakhta hu."
(Papa, bring mumma, fine, I can't hear you so I'm hanging up.)
Vaidaksh quickly ended the call, leaving Viyansh chuckling at the little one's antics. Just as he was about to set his phone back down, it rang again. Frowning, Viyansh answered the call, only to find Viyana on the screen, her little face set in a serious glare aimed directly at him.
Viyansh: "Areh ab meri Angel ko kya hua??"
(Oh no, what happened to my Angel now?)
Viyana: "Popshyyy, mumma ko laooo"
(Popshyyy, bring mumma.)
Viyansh: "Haa baba laa Raha hu kya hua Aaj sabko mumma hi chahiye??"
(Okay, baby, Iâm bringing her. Whatâs going on today? Everyone wants mumma!)
Viyana: "Noo, mujhe popshhyyy bhi chahiye, popshyy ki kissieee bhi, Popshyyy ki huggiee bhi, aur Popshyyy chockiiee toh layenge hi. Popshhyyy love you."
(No, I want popshhyyy too. Popshyyâs kissiee, popshyyâs huggiee, and popshyy will bring me chockieee. Popshyy, love you!)
Viyansh chuckled as he noticed not just Viyana's serious glare but also heard the distant sounds of laughter and chatter from the rest of the family. It seemed that the whole household was gathered, enjoying the playful moment.
Viyansh: "Angel achcha tarika hai papa se chockiie mangne ka."
(Angel, thatâs a nice way to ask for chockieee from Papa.)
Viyana: "Popshyyy chockieee and flowers."
Viyansh: "As my Angel wishes."
Viyana then gave Viyansh her most adorable smile, a smile so sweet it could melt anyone's heart.
Viyansh: "Achcha Angel, princess kaha hai??"
(By the way, Angel, whereâs Princess?)
Vihaan took the call.
Vihaan: "Bhai Princess aur Vansh dono 2 baje tak Masti kar rahe the and Shika unhe sambhal Rahi thi, toh teeno so rahe hai abhi."
(Bro, Princess and Vansh were up until 2 a.m. having fun, and Shika was taking care of them, so all three are sleeping now.)
Viyansh: "Sorry Vihu, princess ne pare..."
(Sorry, Vihu, Princess kept...)
Vihaan: "Formalities band kijiye Bhai aur ghar aaiye, ab aapki baari, sambhaliye mere bachcho ko main bhi Shika ko date pe leke jau."
(Stop with the formalities, bro, and come home. Now itâs your turn to handle my kids, I want to take Shika on a date too.)
Vihaansh: "Papa date kya hai?? Main bhi chalu aapke sath??"
(Papa, whatâs a date? Can I come with you?)
Viyansh couldn't help but giggle at Vihaansh's innocent request, and the others burst into laughter at Vihaan's shocked expression.
Vihaan: "Bhai jaldi aao yaar please. Itni arguments main Court me nahi karta jitna in bachcho se karna padta hai aur usme bhi haar jaata hu."
(Bro, please hurry up! I donât argue this much in court as I do with these kids, and I still lose every time.)
Like this Vihaan complaint and later hunged the call. Viyansh watched as Vaidehi remained peacefully nestled against him, still fast asleep. Her serene expression made it impossible for him to wake her. With a tender smile, he gently caressed her head, knowing that they had to switch back to his parental duties.
Viyansh: "Bachcha uth jao, Ghar chalte hai."
(Bachcha, wake up, letâs go home.)
Vaidehi slowly opened her eyes, her gaze meeting Viyanshâs. A warm smile spread across her face as she took in the sight of him, her heart swelling with affection.
Vaidehi: "Good morning Swami."
Viyansh: "Good morning Meri Devi."
Both chuckled.
Viyansh: "Chalo ready ho jate hai, mera sautan uski Jaan ko bula raha hai."
(Come on, letâs get ready. My enemy is calling for his jaan.)
Vaidehi giggled softly, her eyes still half-closed with sleepiness. She lazily hugged Viyansh, pressing her face against his chest and snuggling closer.
Vaidehi: "Mujhe nind aa rahi hai."
(I feel so sleepy.)
Viyansh: "I know Bachcha par abhi Ghar chalte hai varna aapka bodyguard mera kya haal karega kya pata aur phir so jaana Ghar pe."
(I know, bachcha, but letâs head home first. Otherwise, who knows what your bodyguard will do to me. You can sleep at home afterward.)
Vaidehi: "Aapko sach me lagta hai main ghar par so paungi??"
(Do you really think Iâll be able to sleep at home?)
Viyansh: "Main bhi dekhu mere hote huye kon pareshan karta hai meri biwi ko. "
( Iâd like to see who dares to disturb my biwi while Iâm around.)
As they prepared to leave, Vaidehi giggled softly, nuzzling her face into Viyansh's neck one last time. He responded by gently rubbing her back, savoring the final moments of their intimate morning. Once they were both ready, they made their way back home, hand in hand, feeling refreshed and deeply connected.
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