Whispers of Romance

"Tickles, Giggles, and Family Fun"

Viyana and Viyakshi, both 2 years old, were seated on the bed, absorbed in their drawing books and sketch pens that Viyansh had bought for them. Viyansh had bought these drawing books for them after the incident with Vaidaksh’s homework. The poor boy had been so upset when his twin sisters had innocently scribbled all over his carefully done drawing assignment. Vaidehi had managed to calm him down and helped him redo the homework, but Vaidaksh had made a thoughtful request to his father. He asked Viyansh to get some drawing books for his sisters so they could have their own space to create and wouldn’t disturb him while he studied. Vaidehi was engrossed in her work, typing away on her laptop, but as she glanced at the time, she realized it was getting late. She looked up from her screen and her eyes softened at the sight of Viyana and Viyakshi sitting on the bed, surrounded by their new drawing books and a colorful array of sketch pens.

Vaidehi: "My babies, mumma abhi aapke liye milkie leke aati hai, aap dono aise hi drawing Karo okay??"
(My babies, mumma will bring your milkie now, okay? Keep doing your drawing, alright?)

Viyana, Viyakshi: "Oiiee Mumma."
(Okay mumma)

Vaidehi smiled warmly at the sight of her daughters quietly engaged with their drawing books. She leaned down and kissed each of them on the forehead, her heart swelling with love for her little ones. To ensure they were safe and comfortable, she carefully arranged pillows around them on the bed, creating a cozy barrier that would keep them from rolling off.

Vaidehi: "Jaana's pillow ko yaha vaha fek ke niche nahi aana thik hai?? Mumma abhi aati hai okay?"
(And Jaana, don't throw your pillow around and come down, okay? Mumma will be back soon, okay?)

Viyana, Viyakshi: "Oiieee Mumma."
(Okay Mumma)

Vaidehi smiled at the sight of her daughters happily engrossed in their drawings before quietly leaving the room to get their milk. After a little while, Viyansh entered the room and his heart instantly melted at the sight before him. His twin daughters, Viyana and Viyakshi, were lying on their stomachs on the bed, their heads propped up on their tiny hands, supported by their elbows. They were dressed in soft pink frocks, each with two cute little ponytails bouncing as they grinned up at him with innocent joy.

Viyansh: "Aww my babies, itni pyaari kaise hai aap dono."
(Aww, my babies, how did you get so cute?)

Both Viyana and Viyakshi grinned at their father, their four or five tiny teeth visible in their joyful smiles. Viyansh couldn't help but chuckle at their infectious happiness. He removed his blazer, tossing it casually on the couch, loosened his tie, and then moved to the bed. Sitting down in front of his daughters, he watched them with a loving gaze.

Viyansh: "Ye mujhe aap dono ki aakhon me shararat kyu nazar aa rahi hai??"
(But why do I see some mischief in your eyes?)

Viyana: "Popchy luww yiueeu"
(Popsy love you)

Viyakshi: "Pokchy luww yiuuee"
(Popsy love you)

Viyansh leaned in and tenderly kissed each of their foreheads.

Viyansh: "Papa too loves you both angel and princess, par ye aap dono aise kyu hai, chaliye uthiye papa pass aiye."
(Papa loves you both, Angel and Princess, but why are you like this? Come on, come over to papa.)

Viyana and Viyakshi exchanged known glances with each other, their little faces full of wonder. After their shared look, they turned their attention back to Viyansh.

Viyana: "Popchy luww yiueeu"
Viyakshi: "Pokchy luww yiuuee."

Viyansh, noticing the exchange between Viyana and Viyakshi, furrowed his brows and narrowed his eyes in suspicion. Their curious glances and behavior made him wonder if they were up to something.