My Dad- The Boat Of Childhood..!

Spellbinding Rainy Moments ❤️..!

Silver Lining Apartment, Chandigarh
Saturday Mornin' 11 A.M.

The weather was hot and humid & was too unbearable. People and children were desperately waiting for rain. Suddenly, something unexpected happened, a miracle of God. The sky became overcast and the clouds scudded by, like huge smoky cotton balls. The weather soon became stormy.

Thunder roared like lions and started a shower of forks'tiyunsdown'ards (heavy rainfall) from the sky. The drops of the rain looked like tiny crystals. The pleasantly cold water of the pattering raindrops quenched the thirst of the apartment people.
There was howling of the wind and splashing of the water. All the people and the birds were over the moon. Birds sang and twittered sweetly on the wet cold barks of trees. Papers floated in the water and kids started cycling all around in the colony.

Flat No. 4 || Room 206
|| The Casa of Arora's ||

The lavish flat was owned by Mr. Vihaan Arora or popularly known by his fans as "Vi". Vihaan was a big shot (a famous social media influencer) who lives in 1BHK flat alongwith his wife Mrs. Aashna Vihaan Arora, Father Mr. Rajkamal Arora and his 6 years old son Ayansh Vihaan Arora. It's been 5 years since Vihaan's mother Late Vasundhara Arora passed away.

Currently, due to the bad weather condition, Vihaan was at home and he was swamped in his own world whereas his wife Aashna was busy in doing household chores and Ayansh was doing his school work in his grandpa's room, but his whole focus was on Grandpa's smiling face or in a most specific way to say that he was scrutinizing his grandpa's toothy grin face which makes him look younger than his age, ergo the extreme less focus was on his school work. After few mins passed, Ayansh was trying to peep through the window that what's Grandpa watching so carefully.

Suddenly Grandpa noticed him and smiled, then he asked with a sparkle in his eyes, "What happened Puttar ji Kya Dekh Rahe Ho Yu Chori Chori Chupke Chupke?"

Ayansh became nervous and was continuously rolling his eyes here and there and then he asked with hesitation that, "Grandpa, what were you watching through the window since long time? Is there any good thing there outside? Can I give you the company we will both watch it?"
"Yes, Puttar ji you can too enjoy the mesmerizing rainy scenes of the apartment", Grandpa said with a broad smile.

Grandpa I want to ask you one more question? Ayansh asked with curiosity.
Puchiye Puttar ji, Grandpa said by tousling Ayansh's hair and again by putting a bright smile on his face.

Grandpa you are 58 years old and I am just 6 years old, still then you look so handsome in this age like my father how? And do you know Grandpa, my mom used to say that I look like my Grandma and ergo, I look less handsome than you both, Ayansh said in a curious and upset tone. When Grandpa aka Mr. Rajkamal ji heard it, first he became furious then sad, in his face anyone can see that their is a mixture of emotions coming and going but Ayansh didn't make out this so he was waiting for his grandpa's reply.

When Grandpa saw Ayansh's confusing face, then with a bright smile he answered him that Puttar ji, aap bhut naughty hogye ho mein apko handsome lagta hoon kya? Ayansh putting his finger into his mouth and started showing teeth mischievously then with a hesitation he said, "Grandpa actually I have always seen you in a serious way or else tears in your eyes but today the first time I have watched you that you are smiling and showing teeth, ergo I applied buttering words on you so that you can speak up.

Grandpa held Ayansh's ear and while tickling said you devil, playing tricks with me, wait wait I will tell your father about it right now.
Ayansh while laughing said, "Sorry grandpa please please don't say him otherwise he will scold me nicely and alongwith him mom will also scold me badly."

Grandpa left him and said, "Puttar ji aap acche nhi dikhte ho aur iska reason hai ki aap apni dadi maa par gye toh kya ye baat apko apki mumma ne bataya? Is it true and do you feel that is there any logic?"
Ayansh replied with a sigh of relief and in a upsetting tone, "yes Grandpa this is truth, my mom use to taunt me and say that I mostly look like my Grandma. But Grandpa, Grandma was so beautiful then why mom is telling like this about her? And yaa, Grandpa I don't feel that there is any logic.

Ji haan Puttar ji, your mom is just kidding don't take her words seriously and another thing you are "The Great Ayansh Arora" who is the prince charming of our house. As you said earlier by accepting that your Grandma is beautiful then you are too the most handsome prince of our house. Isn't it?

Grandpa said with a twinkle in her eyes and trapped Ayansh in his buttering words.
Ayansh pondering something and then abruptly replied with a broad smile, Ummmm, hnn mom might be playing with me otherwise when I became upset she used to cuddle me a lot. Yes, Grandpa you are absolutely right I am 'The Great Ayansh Arora."

Grandpa said while lifting Ayansh in his lap that, "Puttar ji, you don't look handsome by your face, for that your mind and soul should be beautiful as "Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."
"Okay Grandpa, let's change the topic so can we focused on the rainy scenes". Ayansh said with utter excitement.

Puttar ji, you were asking earlier that what I was watching so carefully outside the window so I was watching how people and children were happily enjoying rain by playing with muddy water and after the first rain drops on the ground, everyone's face was sparkled brightly and see all men and women were playing like kids, moreover all were making paper boats and cycling all around.
Isn't it looks absolutely jaw dropping Puttar ji?

"Yep Grandpa, it looks absolutely amazing but the window is too blur and everything is looking blurry so can I use your glasses then after some time I will return you", Ayansh said with a twinkle in his eyes and in a requesting tone.

Grandpa was understanding Ayansh's gimmick very well and he knew that Ayansh is again doing bullying. He said while tickling Ayansh, "Puttar ji, ye buddhu na aur kisi ko banana hum apke iss bachpan ke daur se gujar chuke hain."

Ayansh was laughing loudly when his hands accidentally touched Grandpa's glasses, due to which the glasses fell down and broke and with it Grandpa's face contorted with sadness and distress. And the lines of worry spread on his forehead. The breaking of the glasses was like the sound of the thunder of a cloud which occurs within Grandpa rather than outside.