𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕥

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This Father is Ready to be a Dad
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As he zoomed around the track, oblivious to the puzzled stares of his coach, Ram, Chitti and fellow bikers, Siddharth couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Little did he know, he was the center of attention among his peers. 

Siddharth, typically known for his devil-may-care attitude on the track, was acting downright peculiar today. Despite his usual aversion to wearing his safety suit during practices, he begrudgingly squeezed into it, much to the surprise of everyone around him.

As the practice session unfolded, Siddharth's peculiar behavior only intensified. His coach couldn't help but notice that instead of his usual laser focus on crossing the finish line at lightning speed, Siddharth seemed more preoccupied with avoiding any potential injuries. The coach exchanged a baffled glance with Ram, equally perplexed by this sudden change in attitude. It was as if Siddharth had traded in his daredevil spirit for a cautious approach, leaving everyone scratching their heads in confusion at the bizarre turn of events.

Avan mind yedhulayo distracted'ah iruku, yennanu pesu

( He seems to be distracted by something in his mind, try talking to him)

As the coach stepped back, Chitti eagerly stepped forward, cracking his knuckles with a mischievous grin plastered on his face. Ram watched him with a quizzical expression, a sinking feeling settling in his stomach.

Indha matter'ah en kitta vitru, na pathukuren

( Leave this matter to me, I'll take care of it)

Then and there, Ram knew with absolute certainty that Chitti was about to make whatever problem they were facing even worse.

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The trio sat at Chitti's restaurant, perched on barstools as they engaged in a heated discussion. Siddharth sat with a hand propped against his head, his expression unreadable as his friends debated the possible cause of his peculiar behavior. Despite their best efforts, Siddharth remained silent, his poker face betraying nothing as the debate raged on around him.

Yenna da prechana?

( What's the matter?)

Onnu illa da

( Nothing)

Mapla, nee bike otradhula oru conservation'eh illaye da!

( Dude, but there was no 'conservation' in your bike-riding today!)

Adhu concentration da

( That's concentration dude)

Chitti shot a glare at Ram, who promptly corrected him with an exasperated sigh. The exchange between the two friends was enough to elicit a small chuckle from Siddharth, who shook his head in amusement as he sipped on his juice. Catching Siddharth's attention, Chitti turned back to him, and this time more calmly asked,

Macha, nee sollu

( You tell me)

Adhu illada, inime naan dhan Neha'va nalla pathukanumlae, adhunala inime romba gavanama irukanumlae, adhukudhan idhellam

(It's just that I'm the one who has to take good care of Neha from now on, so I should be extra careful of myself , therefore I was thinking of starting to get used to this)

Apdhinu Neha sonnangala?

( Did Neha tell you that?)

Ram asked Siddharth to which he shook his head.