APPLE OF OUR EYES

3. BROTHERS' SHOULDN'T HAVE ANY SECRETS!!

Naksh Singhania completed his glorious 50 Years and his family is much more excited to celebrate it. Naksh, the one who always lean toward simplicity and minimalism, couldn't even protest when his family suggested for a grand celebration. They didn't even allow him to give his two cents about how this grand celebration is going to make him feel. Once he understood that no one would listen to him, he gave up. He would rather prepare himself for the party. He let them have their way with everything. Right from expensive decoration to the guest list which didn't seem to end. 

When he thought he will let them have their way, he didn't realise his opinions won't matter until the celebration is done. Because they didn't even let him have his say over the clothes he is going to wear, to the perfume that he will be smelled like. 

In short, all he had to do was come and enjoy this "larger than life celebration" they all planned for him. He didn't even want to think about the Bill that ultimately, HE is going to pay!

"Krish Aap.." He started but his son didn't let him "Nahi Papa. Please. You never let us celebrate you the way you deserve. We know what we are doing. Maa bhi hai humare sath. You don't trust us, but you do trust her right! Isliye, just go with the flow." 

Naksh couldn't argue with that. If anything, all he felt was the happiness and gratitude - for being blessed with such beautiful and thoughtful kids - and also pride for being able to imbibe such values in his child. Naksh is not the type of father to completely discredit his upbringing and credit everything for his kids and almighty. He knew what role exactly he played and he takes pride in it. 

"I trust you, Krish. Aap nahi jaante, mujhe aap pe kitna bharosa hai?" He had to remind his son just for the sake of it, even if both of them knew that Krish was just trying to convince him.

"I know Papa. Isliye take rest and leave it to me." He kissed his father's forehead, covered him with a blanket and moved out. 

Naksh couldn't help the smile and peace that washed over him. He closed his eyes and let himself relax. He could already hear his lovely nephew shouting over something. Kidss!! His smile widened and drifted off to sleep. 

"Krish Menu mein ye dessert kyu nahi hai?" Abhimanyu almost yelled in Krish's ears.

"I added all your favourite ones in the list, Abhi." Krish answered patiently.

"Nahi vo nahi." Abhimanyu shook his head.

"Everyone's favorites are in the list." Krish spoke, checking with the decoration.

"Nahi yaar. Dad ki favourite nahi hai ismein." Abhimanyu pushed the list in front of Krish, obstructing him from talking to a decorator.

Krish pushed the hand down and gave his brother full attention once he is done instructing the worker. He took the list and gave an I am done look to his brother "Ye kya hai? Its right here." He pointed out. 

"Those are all old favorites. Abhi ek hafte pehle, I saw him eating Butterscotch ice cream, breaking his diet." Abhimanyu answered casually.

"And How am I supposed to know that?"

"Now you know."

"Tu khud bhi add kar sakta tha, Abhi!" Krish sighed.

"You wanted to do it all by yourself. Remember?" Abhimanyu folded his hands across his chest. 

Krish's eyes widened. He exclaimed "Seriously!! Maine aise hi boldiya tha yaar gusse mein. Us baat ka badla mat nikaal tu." He is annoyed to say the least. Trust his brother to hold something as minimal as that against him.