Stolen Hearts [ON HOLD]

03|• Parthavi Bhabhi!

Dekh le tu
Aajzi ye meri
Aaj bhi main
Tera yahin
Aarzu jo
Teri honay lagi
Hoshon mein
Rehta nahi
Na janay kyun tu hee tu
Dil mein bassa hae
Tere bina kya jiyoon
Bikhra ye mann kya sitam
Tu ne hein dhaaye
Phir bhi mein kuch na kahoon
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R I D H A A N

" Ridhaan wake up !!" As soon as my mother's voice reached me, my eyes snapped open. Afterall I was just waiting for her to call me. No, I wasn't sleeping, I hardly sleep 6-7 hours and wake up about an hour before Mom calls me.

I hate alarms, they irritate the shit out of me that's why Maa wakes me up every morning.
She knows I woke up by her one call only and must have gone to wake my lazy sister who takes fifteen minutes just to open her eyes.

Sighing I went for a showe & got ready for school deciding to skip gym today because I don't feel like doing it. I have a personal gym connected to my room only.

When I came downstairs to have breakfast I saw Mumma & Papa talking and laughing together. I never saw them fighting ofcourse why will they? They are so in love with eachother even after so many years of their marriage. Papa sometimes behaves like a teenager in love and gets scolded by Maa but even then they looks the cutest.

" Good morning hero " Papa wished me cheerfully as soon as he acknowledged my presence. He calls me hero and Natasha Princess, don't know why but he does.

" Good morning Papa " I wished him back with a small smile and sat down on my chair , drank my milk in one go. Yeah, I still have to drink milk because according to my mother tea & coffee is not healthy for us.

" Golu, have some parathas " Maa said serving me aloo parathas after I completed milk.

" Maa... don't call me golu " I whined like a child. I was a chubby baby in childhood that's why she started calling me that but after turning six,I started loosing weight. Not intensionally ofcourse, it just happened as I grew.

" Arreyy...dekh rahe ho jii, now I can't even call my son golu " Maa complained to Papa who was having his coffee peacefully.

" Raashi he's big now. See all hero type body-shody and personality " Papa said patting my shoulders. He loves that I do gym and have abs & muscles.

" But he is still my baby golu for me " She said pinching my cheeks, I am sure they must be red by now.

" Okayy Maa I am sorry '' I apologized to calm my lioness mother.

" You better be " She said like a queen she is and Papa chuckled shaking his head.
And that's when we heard a loud excited voice