Whispers of Romance

"Naming ceremony"

All were delighted by the arrival of the baby. Soon, Vihaan and Vanshika joined them, their faces glowing with happiness. Viyansh and Vaidehi smiled warmly as Vihaan and Vanshika entered the room. The excitement of the moment was contagious, and despite Vanshika being seven months pregnant, they understood that her desire to be part of this special occasion outweighed any need for rest. Vihaan carefully guided Vanshika to sit on the couch in the ward, ensuring she was comfortable. The room was filled with love and happiness, and everyone gathered around, sharing in the joy of the new arrival. Viyansh and Vaidehi exchanged a look of deep gratitude, appreciating the love and support of their family during this precious time. The family was complete, and the room buzzed with laughter and the warmth of their shared joy.

Vanshika: "Congratulations Bhai, bhabhi."

Viyansh: "Congratulations to you both as well Chachu, Chachi."

Vanshika smiled warmly as she watched the touching scene unfold. Vihaan walked closer to Vaidehi, his eyes softening as they landed on the baby cradled in her arms. His heart immediately melted at the sight of his nephew, the embodiment of love and new beginnings.  Leaning down, he placed a gentle, brotherly kiss on Vaidehi's forehead.

Vihaan: "Congratulations dahi."

Vaidehi: "Thank you baby ke "Macha"."

Vaidehi's playful teasing brought a lightheartedness to the room. Vihaan, pretending to be annoyed, shot her a mock glare, but the corners of his lips twitched, betraying his amusement. The others couldn't hold back their laughter, and the room echoed with their giggles, the joyous atmosphere even more contagious with every shared smile.

Vihaan: "Chup pagal, Chal ab de mujhe mera bhanja aur bhatija dono."
(Shut up, idiot. Now hand over my nephew to me.)

Vihaan gently took the baby from Vaidehi's arms, his expression softening as he looked down at the little one. The tiny, delicate features of the baby brought an overwhelming sense of admiration and love to Vihaan's heart. He carefully cradled the baby, his eyes filled with wonder. Viyansh and Vaidehi exchanged warm smiles, their hearts full as they watched Vihaan bond with their son.

Vihaan: "God, ye toh bilkul Teri tarah hai matlab ye bhi mujhe Shanti se rehne nahi dega."
(God, he’s just like you, which means he won’t let me live in peace either.)

Vihaan chuckled at Vaidehi's pout, unable to resist teasing her a little. The rest of the family burst into laughter, enjoying the playful banter. Vaidehi, though still pouting, couldn't help but smile at the joy and warmth that filled the room.

Vanshika: "Vihh, baby ko mujhe dijiye na."
(Vihaan, give the baby to me, please.)

Vihaan carefully took the baby and placed him in Vanshika's arms, ensuring she had a chance to hold their little one. Vanshika's eyes shimmered with joy as she gently cradled the baby in her arms. Her maternal instincts seemed to take over instantly, and a soft, affectionate smile spread across her face. Vihaan, standing beside her, watched her expression with a tender smile. He placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently, as they both admired the little one. She gently caressed the baby's cheek, her smile growing wider with each passing second.

Vanshika: "Oh my god, he's so pink! Aww, my little pinky."

Virat: "Bhabhs yaar now you don't start, ye Viraj bhi pinky bol raha hai, it's sounds so girly. "
(Bhabhs, please don't start. Viraj is also calling him pinky. It sounds so girly.)

Vanshika: "So what aap logo ko hi toh girl chahiye thi."
(So what? You all wanted a girl anyway.)

Virat: "Iska matlab ye thodi ki hum apne champ ko Princess bana de."
(That doesn't mean we'll turn our champ into a princess.)