A PURE LOVE

chap. 08

"Grandparents are the roots of our family tree, their wisdom grounding us, their love nurturing us, and their legacy shaping our journey."

-unknown

Author pov ...

The mansion was lively, junior's laugh echoing in the whole palace like mansion. Both j-kabir and Isha who are now 8 and 5 yrs old, respectively, play fighting with thier senior. "Sho. Sho. Shshsshshooo." Little Isha who is holding a toy gun in her hand aiming at her brother made a sound of shooting him.

"Thenior! He no dieing.!!" She complains to her senior who peakes from his hiding place and look at Kabir who is continuously play shooting Isha. "Kabir, ahhh....!!" He clutches his chest dramatically when kabir makes a sound of shooting him. "Thenior!!!!!" She shouts on top of her lungs, everyone looks at her shocked. She runs to him who was dramatically lying on the floor.

She gots on top of him, sits on his stomach and pats his head, when he makes no move, she keeps her head on his chest. "Thenior! Utho!" She rests her hands on her waist looking at him sternly. Her senior peaks at her, clicking his tongue as he got caught, he starts tickling her, her laugh echoing in the whole mansion. "Chodo, ......theni..... chodo." Finally she takes deep breaths and silently calls her brother.

"Attackkkkkkkkk!!" Both siblings scream and attacks their senior tickling them. Harish who has been recording their stunts in his phone chuckles and feels happy that his father is happy now after the loss of his wife. He has let his guard down with his grandchildren's. He let's out a laugh when his father whines to let him go. They are just kids and the great Rajendra singhania is whining to let him go.

"Papa....shoottt!" He snaps from his thoughts when his cute little daughter aims her toy gun at him. "Tho tho tho tho tho." She makes cute shooting sound as he drops on his knees and clutches his stomach groaning in fake pain. Such a sunshine ball she is. After play shooting her father she pouts when her stomach growles in hunger.  "Papa, shweet!" She orders her father to bring her sweets. Anything other than her family, she loves is her sweets. He laughs hearing her stomach and picks his daughter up and moves to kitchen ignoring the two who are buzy in their fight.

From her childhood, she has got allergy to spice. So for her, her three meals are only sweet. They had consulted many doctors but to no avail. They couldn't find the reason for her allergy to spice. Because of that her mother, also quit eating spicy food. She's not a big fan of sweets but for her daughter she can do anything. Junior, moans as she savours the sweet in her mouth. She again opens her mouth making an 'ahh' sound, chuckling harish feeds her another spoon of kheer that was prepared by his wife for her daughter.

If she only eats sweet than it will definately affect her health which they feared a lot, and made sure that she eats both sweet and something other than sweet as well. They have taken extra care of her food as 3 weeks ago, a maid-who later was proved to be a spy-intentionally added alot of spice in her food.

Isha was taken to the hospital as soon as they found out. They saw hell! She could've died with the chest pain and because of lack of breathing. She was just a child and her pain endurance wasn't that good. All this happened because at that time harish and rajeshwari were buzy because of politics matters and meetings that were held back to back. Rajendra, however was told to rest as he was having light fever. Kabir was as usual went to school. They didn't want to leave her alone in the house so they let their most trusted guard to see after her.

They rushed to thier house when another head maid found out that the guard was unconscious and saw that their young madam was having difficulty in breathing and was crying hysterically clutching her chest. She immediately called the doctor and informed them about the matter. She was treated quickly. Only the trusted maids and guards know about her being allergy because they didn't want anything negative to happen in the future, like that happened on that day.