It was a Sunday evening when Vedant had gone out to play with his friends.Samarth had to leave early for an office tour the next morning so he was sorting out his luggage and Bhavani was busy preparing dry food for her husband because according to her he never took care of himself when left alone
"Samarth ye lijiye keep these chaklis.The khakras are almost made, I'm bringing those too."
"Bhavani I'm going for work not a picnic that I'll be carrying all these, it's just a matter of three to four days, don't overstress yourself " Samarth suggested calmly.
"Dekhiye,I don't have time for these stupid lectures of yours.Ek toh you can't see anything else after getting indulged in your work upar se you just told me yesterday night about your trip.So silently take what I'm giving instead of poking your nose, I've other things to do as well "
Looking at this avatar of his wife he just nodded and put the box inside his suitcase like an obedient child.
She clearly wasn't happy about him leaving without any much prior notice and she was letting it know loud and clear,just like their son.
In such cases their kid was even worse in dealing with such things, Vedant was straightaway throwing continuous tantrums since the last night, whining and literally taunting him in every step took to walk.He literally had to force him outside for a diversion of his mind.
Samarth always avoided such trips,but this time it was an emergency which only he could handle with efficiency.His higher authority had practically requested him to go and sort out the mess in that part of their company.
The wind was disturbing the oven flame continuously and Bhavani decided to put an end to it by shutting the open window nearby.She was just trying to close it when a strong gust of the breeze made it shut abruptly while her right hand fingers still resided in between the hinges.
"Ahhhhh" her loud shriek immediately caught all of Samarth's attention as he ran towards the kitchen only to find Bhavani standing there and shake away the brutal pain off her fingers.He took her hand in his gently and looked at her bruised fingers
"Bhavani ye kaise hua"
"Aah,Samarthhhh.. it's paining" her eyes teared up
"Don't worry kuch nahi hoga okay ? I'm here right.You're my strong girl remember?" he cooed while soaking bruised fingers inside the water,on the other hand.
"Sss..bohot dard ho raha hai"
"Come let's get you seated,hm ?"
He guided her along with the bowl towards the dining room
"Just a second okay, I'll be back right now, don't cry,han ? Samarth wiped her tears with feather touches of his finger
"I'll bring some medicine,abhi thik ho jayega"
He had just left to bring the first aid box when another group of voices brought him back immediately
"Aunty,Aunty,Aunty"
It was Vedant's friends this time holding an injured Ved .
"Mumma"
Just one sight of her child and Bhavani immediately got up and started checking her son,her own pain long forgotten
"Vedant kya hua tujhe? Bachcha idhar dekh.Batao na tum sab what has happened to him !!" Her voice rose a bit in panic when she saw Ved's bleeding forehead.
"Bhavani calm down." comforting her,Samarth immediately picked her son up and made him lie down on the sofa
"Ved,shona,look here beta,where is it hurting,these bruises! Haath pe ,mathe pe" Bhavani's eyes teared up once again but this time it downpoured more freely looking at her child squirming and yowling in pain
Samarth by that time had already brought the first aid box.
He knelt down beside him and opened the kit in order to
clean the wounds.
"Aahhh mumma,papaaa"
"Han beta Mumma and Papa are here"
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Behind the rigidity
General FictionOne which revolves around a typical middle class family from the late 80s, consisting of a rebellious young boy and his parents
