My Dad- The Boat Of Childhood..!

The Strident Words of Vihaan💔..!

|| The Casa of Arora's ||
|| Mr. Rajkamal Arora's Room ||
|| Mid-noon 1 P.M ||

As soon as Rajkamal ji's spectacles got broken, there was dead silence in the room. Grandpa and his naughty grandson's face was worth seeing, anyone would feel pity for them seeing their sad faces. Sometimes, both of them look at the broken spectacles on the ground and sometimes they stare at each other's face. The lines of worry were clearly visible on both of their faces. Due to the breakage of a minor spectacle, both of their faces were extinguished. It seemed that the spectacles were not broken but someone had died or they have seen a ghost. For which both Grandpa and grandson were numb and felt like crying but both of them control themselves. And both of them were staring in the void, then only when Rajkamal ji felt that someone is coming towards his room. He is a strong man with strong gut feeling and has an amazing six sense quality. He believes in his intuition and he knew it that the sound of heavy footsteps coming from a little distance of his room was that of his own son Vihaan.

Grandpa quickly got Ayansh down from his lap and he said in a polite tone, "Puttar ji, You go to your room and do your school work and for the time being, please leave quickly as your father is coming towards my room. Is it okay? Right now dear, please don't ask me anything, I will tell you comfortably. Aayi Gal Samj Na Puttar ji?

"Ji Dada ji, ek dum aayi gal samj, filhall mein kalti maarta hoon and dadu don't worry be happy", Ayansh said showing his teeth.
Grandfather tousled Ayansh's hair and said with a painful smile, "Shabbash Puttar ji, now go to your room and take care of yourself. Ayansh picked up his books, as soon as he was about to open the door or (about to leave), abruptly he turned back and ran towards his grandpa and he hugged him tightly. He said very lovingly, Dada ji, you are the world best grand father and I love you a lot aur suniye please aap fikar mat karna, Papa apka chasma jaldi thik kardenge, now smile 😊
Grandpa kissed Ayansh's forehead and smiled🥹 Then Ayansh picked up his books and went away like a cheetah.

After some time passed, Vihaan had come to meet Rajkamal ji for some work, but as soon as he entered the room, his eyebrows were raised.
Vihaan's first glance fell on the broken spectacles lying on the ground, which Rajkamal ji was trying to lift but he was unsuccessful to lift it up. Rajkamal ji has Arthritis problem due to which he was facing difficulty in bending down.

At that time, a 30 years old chunky, tall and dashing man who despite being of 30 had kept himself very well maintained due to which he looked like a young guy of 25-26 years and he is none other than the famous social media influencer Vihaan Arora. He was watching this scene standing at the door as well as he clenched his fist, and he was very angry at his father. Vihaan said in his dominating voice, "Dad you again broke your spectacles na? Can't you handle a simple spectacle?? Is it heavy to carry??? Do you know this is the third time you have broken spectacles?? Have you got into the habit of breaking spectacles in a repeat???
Hmmm, perhaps you have developed the habit of breaking spectacles again and again in a repeat mode to trouble me so that I will bound to leave my work and go to get your spectacles fixed. Isn't it Dad?? It's like I have no other work to do except fixing your spectacles work??

Vihaan picked up the broken spectacles and came in front of his father and said angrily, "More than half of my earning goes to get your spectacles fixed in every 3-5 months or in every year. How many times have you been told to take care of your spectacles but no money grows on trees, and apko thori jarurat padti hai ki apne so called comfort zone se bahar nikalkr Paisa kamane ke liye?" Nhi na?

Vihaan's father Rajkamal ji was silently taking a sip of his son's bitter words, his feet were trembling due to Vihaan's anger, still then Rajkamal ji stood silently with tears in his eyes.
He just silently took the broken spectacles from Vihaan's hand and started cleaning it with his kurta. When Vihaan saw it, he took the glasses back from his hand and said, "Give it to me, I have to do it Dad. You go and take rest."
Vihaan left from there quickly, Rajkamal ji came and sat on the chair lying near the window and started pondering something while staring at the beautiful view outside with empty eyes. Moreover, Vicky came out of the house and fled in his gleaming car.