Whispers of Romance

"Hearts Entwined"

Vaidehi sat at one end of the dining table, her expression one of playful defiance. She crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head, her lips pressed together in a determined pout. Across from her, Sangeeta held a glass of milk, her face a mixture of patience and gentle persuasion.

Sangeeta: "Beta, it's good for you and the baby."

Vaidehi sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes as she looked at the glass in her mother's hand.

Vaidehi: "But Mumma, I don't like it. You know even Ansh doesn't like milk, which means the baby hates it too."

Her tone slightly whiny but affectionate.
Sangeeta's expression turned stern as she gave Vaidehi a pointed glare, clearly unimpressed with her daughter's explanation for not drinking the milk. Vaidehi, sensing her mother's growing impatience, quickly looked around for an escape route. Just then, she noticed her father, Abhinav, walking towards them. Seizing the opportunity, Vaidehi darted from her seat and swiftly positioned herself behind him, using him as a shield against Sangeeta's determined gaze.

VAidehi: "Papa, save me,"

Vaidehi whispered, peeking over Abhinav's shoulder with a playful yet pleading look. Abhinav, catching on to the situation, raised an eyebrow and looked at both his wife and daughter with amusement.

Abhinav: "Arehh ye kya kar rahi hai beta?"
(Hey, what are you doing, Child?)

Vaidehi: "Papa dekho na Mumma zabardasti dudh pila Rahi hai."
(Dad, see, Mumma is forcing me to drink milk.)

Abhinav chuckled softly, shaking his head in amusement. Watching Vaidehi's playful antics and her endearing stubbornness reminded him of how she was still very much a child at heart, despite the fact that she was about to become a mother herself in just a few months. The thought filled him with a mix of nostalgia and pride.

Abhinav: "But it's good for you and the baby, right Beta?"

Vaidehi glared at Abhinav for his teasing remark and then at Sangeeta for her insistence. Feeling cornered, she let out a huff and dramatically stomped over to a nearby chair. She plopped down with an exaggerated sigh, crossing her arms over her chest in a show of defiance.

Vaidehi: "Aap dono ko meri Sunni nahi hai toh mujhe yaha kyu laaye??"
(If neither of you is going to listen to me, then why did you bring me here?)

Both Abhinav and Sangeeta smiled warmly at Vaidehi, their expressions filled with love and reassurance. They moved to sit beside her, creating a cozy and supportive circle around her. Abhinav gently caressed her head, his touch soothing and comforting.

Abhinav: "Achcha bata dudh nahi toh kya khana hai??"
(Okay, tell me, if not milk, what do you want to eat?)

Abhinav asked softly, his voice filled with concern. Vaidehi smiled, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort from her parents' words. She then turned fully to face Abhinav, her eyes reflecting the depth of her gratitude and affection.

Vaidehi: "Waffles."

Sangeeta: "Bilkul nahi."
(Absolutely not.)

Vaidehi: "Mumma yaar."

Abhinav: "Areh, Kyu mana kar rahi ho use?"
(Why are you denying her?)

Sangeeta: "Kyuki she always eats such unhealthy food."
(Because she always eats unhealthy food.)

Vaidehi: "Ab ye galat news kisne de di aapko mumma??"
(Who gave you this wrong information, Mumma?)

Sangeeta: "Aapke Ansh ne betu ji."
(Your Ansh, dear.)