It had been a month since Viyana, Viyakshi, and Vansh started going to school, and with time, Viyansh and the other men in the family began to feel a bit more at ease, their initial worries slowly fading. The house had gradually settled into a new rhythm, with the children's school routines bringing a sense of structure to their days.
One afternoon, as the usual hum of the household continued, Vaidaksh and Vihaansh burst through the front door, their little faces flushed with excitement. They had just returned from school, and the energy they brought with them immediately filled the room.
Vaidaksh: "Mummmmaaaa mummmmaaa sunoooo"
(listen!)Vihaansh: "Mummmmmaaa, momzeeee, bahar aao sab."
(come outside everyone.)Viyana, Viyakshi, and Vansh were happily playing in the living area, their laughter and playful chatter echoing through the house. Since they were in preschool, their school hours were shorter, allowing them more time at home. As they played, they noticed the front door swing open, and Vaidaksh and Vihaansh came rushing in with their usual boundless energy. Without missing a beat, Vaidaksh and Vihaansh tossed their school bags onto the couch, barely taking a moment to catch their breath. In one swift move, they climbed onto the couch, standing tall, and began shouting excitedly, their voices a mix of joy and triumph as they called out to the others.
Vaidaksh: "Mummmma, chachiiii, daduuuu"
Vihaansh: "Paapaaa, chachuuu, daaddduuu."
Viyana, Viyakshi, and Vansh were immediately amused by their older brothers' antics. With wide grins, they quickly joined in, climbing onto the couch and jumping up and down, their tiny hands clapping in rhythm with their giggles. The living room filled with the sound of their innocent joy, a symphony of childhood laughter. Hearing the commotion, Vanshika, Vikram, Vyomika, and Vruddi emerged from their rooms, curious about the source of the noise. They smiled as they saw the children enjoying themselves, their hearts warmed by the sight. Meanwhile, Vaidehi, who had been busy in the kitchen preparing a meal for the kids, heard the ruckus and stepped out to see what was happening. She couldn’t help but chuckle at the lively scene before her—her little ones were all in high spirits.
Vaidehi: "kya ho gaya achanak kyu chilla rahe ho??"
(What happened suddenly? Why are you all shouting?)Vanshika: "Arehhh my babies aise nahi hkudo gir jaoge bachcho."
(Oh no, my babies, don’t jump like that—you’ll fall, kids.)Vikram: "Hence proved, ladoo's kids"
Vaidehi: "Popsyyyy"
Vaidehi let out a soft whine. Vikram, seeing her reaction, couldn’t help but chuckle. He walked over to the couch, scooped up little Viyana in his arms, and gave her a playful nuzzle. Vanshika followed suit, lifting Viyakshi off the couch and holding her close, while Vruddi gently picked up Vansh, who giggled as he was taken off his feet. The adults carefully placed the children back on the floor, guiding them away from their playful chaos. Meanwhile, Vyomika bent down in front of Vaidaksh and Vihaansh, cupping their faces with a warm, affectionate smile.
Vyomika: "Kya hua bachcho, bade excited lag rahe ho."
(What happened, kids? You all seem very excited.)Vaidaksh: "yes Chachi"
Vihaansh: "we are really excited."
Suddenly, the lively atmosphere was interrupted by the sound of a baby crying from the pram behind them. Vaidehi quickly approached the pram and saw little Vaidik, his tiny face scrunched up in distress, tears streaming down his cheeks. Vaidehi gently lifted him out of the pram, cradling him in her arms. She began to softly rock him, whispering soothing words as she swayed back and forth.

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Whispers of Romance
RomanceA romantically inclined spirit, pouring all my fantasies into this narrative of mine. *************** In an arranged marriage, one hungers for love while the other flees for personal reasons. Will they ever find completeness in each other? Grumpy x...