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Mehrotra's are one of the most influential families in the country with five heirs who look after the empire. Despite being cousins, these...
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Author's POV
"Ouch!" The little girl winced tripping because of her lehenga skirt and falling down. Meera sat crying cradling her knee and hand which were hurting due to the fall. They all were in Mehrotra mansion, her mother was busy with her aunt and all the other people while she was playing. Krish, who was passing by, saw the little girl whimpering and felt his heart clenching due to her tears. Without any adieu, he rushed towards her,
"Hey hey...What happened, doll? Why are you crying?"
Meera looked up at the huge man in front of her with her dewy dove eyes making her look like a doll, despite the pain in his heart seeing her crying, he smiled at her gaze and again asked,
"Did you got hurt bachha?"
Meera nodded innocently, "I fell down. See....hurting."
She showed him her hand which was now red and a little scratched and then pointed innocently to her knee. He mentally cooed at the little doll, before bending down and gathering her in his arms,
"Awee mera bachha. Kahan dard ho raha hai dikhao."
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Even though it was a small injury, but the little baby finding someone pampering her started wailing more, mumbling softly,
"Yahhh pe..."
Saying that she showed her small palms. He smiled cradling it and softly blowing on it, caressing her soft palms with his big hand. It was so little compared to his as if a giant was holding a small cotton ball. He muttered,
"Ohh, ye to abhi thik ho jayega. Chalo, uncle aapko medicine denge, or fir chocolate. Meera ko chocolates pasand hain?"
The girl nodded vigorously making him chuckle, he kissed her palm and lifted her in his arms walking,
"Let's go then."
He took her to the kitchen and made her sit on the slab, turning towards the cabinets he said,
"Dhyaan se, girna nahi okay..."
She innocently nodded, when he came back with the kit and put the ointment on it making her hiss. He started blowing air on it muttering,
"Bas..bas ho gaya. Meera is a strong girl na, she is so strong like ...like....bheem?"
He asked her trying to talk about cartoons, she made a face scrunching her nose and denied shaking her hand, he asked,
