53.Mubarak Ho Sidharth!

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"Mubarak Ho Sidharth".

His parents ,hospital staffs has wished him making him a hearty broad smile.

It felt great to be a father of two healthy sons .... he has never thought of this day an year ago..marriage,his own family, home,kids were not in his cards till then as he had not planned them..though he wanted them but never thought a days like this will come in his fate after his last fall out with his fiancee....But life has always it's own different plans!...and thus he did not believed in planning so much...not long term plans definitely for him .But in contrast to this he has made few long term plans for his new born sons just now along with wife earlier for a lifetime...after all he was a father now..it was justified and needed on his part.

Shehnaaz was in no picture of his life an ear ago exactly but today she was all as his blessing him with their two cute adorable boys which were handed to him in his arms representing their marriage as a symbol of union between two souls physically and emotionally till eternity... GOD....find a way out of nowhere.

Earlier he has seen both his sons  being cleaned and washed from patches of their mother's fresh blood on their tiny soft body as the nurse washed them fastly under the warm tap water...their small nose and mouth were wiped with soft & clean cloth for proper breathing as they were out into this big world from their very own little world 'womb of their mother'..the most warm,comforting, safe & protected place they can ever be!

The babies were welcomed in the real world after they were dried up thoroughly ..and examined shortly for signs of good health...after all the real world is full of not only viruses,bacterial infections but other n no.of dangerous things...so the initial quick examination was needed which included measuring their temperature, heart rate, respiratory rate, weight, length, and head circumference...and given preventive medicines accordingly....like Vitamin K injection to help with blood coagulation, and antibiotic drops in their eyes to prevent infections. ...It took around an hour in the whole process as Sidharth kept waiting for his apple of eyes!...keeping an eye on them simultaneously.

He could see his sons as he kept following the midwife wherever she went carrying his babies effortlessly like every day business and quickly as if they had no weight ...but his hand itched to hold his sons patiently as he kept walking in the whole corridor of hospitals making his parents smile at him ..may be foolishly...may be not...but who cares...he rolled his eyes .

"Main...le loon....kaise....aise...".He uttered to the nurse nervously not knowing to held his boys properly and scared that he may hurt him in his big rough hard hands as the nurse came handling him his both sons finally.

Rita Ji and Ashok ji laughed finally on their 33 year old son who was a father now  who has held their laugh from a very long time...

"Kya...Papa...Maa..maine ..gira diya to?...mujhe darr lag raha hai...".He asked seriously....

But the nurse kept the babies on his hand directly shrugging her head on him as if he was wasting her time over his drama...and it was not new to her...but the time nurse gave and kept the small babies on his arms...the overprotective father instantly took them safely in his strong arms as if it was his regular activity...securing his both sons in his both sides of arms he looked at those soft petite bundle of red pinkish plum cheeks babies who had opened their small sleepy eyes at her looking into his eyes directly...

They were so soft like a bundle of cotton candy ,warm ,delicate and calm...both of them...!..He could not say but only see them so much into him..their small nails were so grown up and flaky..it scared him..what if they hurt themselves with nails only....he was amazed to see their red skin which were so dry at places...he wondered how and why...and what about that 2-3 cm stump left out of clamp of the umbilical cord on their belly button?

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