Behind The Door of Mannat [ON HOLD]

Sweet Things Only (1)

— Azran's Obsession —

2nd November is not only a special date for The Khans but also millions of people around the world. They celebrate The King's birthday like a festival. Every street will only talk about him. Every news portal will only post news about him. Every trend list in social media will only have his name. The day is meant to be his and only his.

On his day, as usual, he treated his fans with something new. This time it is about his upcoming movie which is going to be released in January. He promised everyone to release a part of this movie on his birthday and he kept his promise. He also did a small chat with his fans through an instagram live. He had the'Ask SRK'session while his family took breakfast downstairs.

The Khan's 'Trimurti': Aryan, Azira, and Azran sat on their chairs with toast on their plate. Aryan teased Azira with some jokes and they laughed together. Meanwhile Azran stared at his breakfast blankly with a hand on his chin. The big brother noticed this first. Aryan tapped on his shoulder to get his attention.

"What?" He asked as Azran turned to him.

"Bored." Azran pouted while leaning his back to the chair. "Where is Papa?"

"Upstairs. Why?" Aryan bit his toast while looking at his little brother questioningly.

"Don't disturb him," Azira said. "Or Mama will scold you."

Azran clicked his tongue. "But fans are waiting."

"They are Papa's. Not yours. Stop acting like a big star." Kajol came from the kitchen with three glasses of milkshake. Each child got one.

Aryan looked at his glass confusedly. "I'm a grown man, Ma."

"So what? Can't a grown man drink milkshakes?" Kajol smiled widely then turned to Azran.

"And you, sit tight here. Papa will be coming soon." She said, giving the ultimatum to her youngest then walked back to the kitchen.

Azran kicked his feet angrily while folding his hands across his chest. "I want Papa. I want Papa. Now!"

Azira found his babbling so irritating that she could not take it anymore. She covered her ears with her tiny hands but it just could not help. Aryan tried his best to calm him down but he kept babbling.

"Azran, stop!" Azira shouted at him while still covering her ears.

Aryan hugged Azran tightly then brought him to his lap. But the little boy keeps wriggling in his arms. He nearly gave up because his cries grew louder and louder.

"Bhaiyya let me goooo! I want to see Papa!" Azran kept trying to get himself out of the grip.

"Hey, calm down. We will buy Pakoda after this. Okay?" Said Aryan.

"No! I don't want Pakoda!"

"Or ice cream? Vanilla? Strawberry?"

"No!"

"Ah, I know. Jalebi? You want Jalebi? Or pizza?"

"NOOOOOOOO!"

"Argh!"

Aryan grimaced in pain while rubbing his arm. Azran just bit him like a wolf and ran fast upstairs, leaving him in shock. Azira pulled his arm and examined the wound.