Bonds

8- THE WORLD WILL KNEEL.

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Akshaj Pov

"Wake up."

"Wake up, Nil twins." I am exhausted, as I hadn't gotten enough sleep last night.

"It's already late. Now wake up or forget breakfast." They mumble, Okay, and go back to sleep. No, it's not their fault. They went to bed late, which is why it is 10:00 a.m. and they are being koalas even now.

I myself didn't have much energy to get up. And for the first time, I am regretting not having any helpers around on Sunday.

When Viti was up and discharged yesterday, it was late by that time. Then we all had to struggle to feed her some soup so that she could take her medicine, and luckily she was able to digest; otherwise, as the doctor had warned us, there were high chances of her puking out. So we were prepared. She slept for 3–4 hours peacefully; that was the only time we all drifted off to slumber. I wonder suddenly what happened when she was waking up every hour crying, weeping, shivering, her hands shaking and unable to breathe, not letting anyone touch her, and mumbling something incoherently incessantly that none of us could decipher, but after a while, Ethi comprehended and handled the situation pretty well. Since then, she is in his arms and sleeping, and I feel bad because Ethi was more than tired, and still he is sitting there resting his head on the headrest of Adik's bed and closing his eyes. I asked him to give her to me so that he could be relaxed. Much to my shock, he acceded at once. However, as soon as I touched her to take her in my arms, she whimpered and began crying.

Disappointment washed over me for a split second, but I understood. If I start pondering on that, I did nothing to make her feel even vaguely safe. She is a kid. Sweet talking, buying her stuff, playing, looking after her, and above all, it is how well I behave around her and how persistent I am in my affection that will vanish her discomfort with me. I know how children observe their surroundings and people, which is something that makes a child feel free around us.

All I did was glare at twins, shout at bodyguards for not properly watching the only man who could have given us some information regarding those, and put permanent frowns on my forehead, so yes, this all justified her reactions for me.

And I didn't do anything of the sort that falls into the category of soft actions. I have been so swamped up with my mid-life crisis bullshit that later on I was slapped hard with another reality of this barbaric world.

Back to the task at hand, Akshaj.

"Get up, you idiots." All three pick up the pillow and put it on their ears. And mutter not to disturb them.

The synchronization is so damn perfect that for once I would have doubted if they were triplets, had I not known the obvious age difference.

"Bhad mein jao (go to hell)" Saying this, I go to the kitchen. I need to make breakfast.

It seems like we will all be having brunch today, so I should most probably cook something heavy and easy to make since I don't think I can make much with the turmoil running within me.

Stuffed parantha would be okay, I guess, along with tea for Ethi and coffee for Adik. Twins will do alright with lassi and orange juice for Nil. I guess the weather does not suggest consuming cold drinks. Almond milk is for them, then. Cereal for Viti.

After an hour, I am done with cooking and just setting the table when Ethi enters.

"Good morning," I greet him.