Father Longing for his son: Bridging the gap (Book2)

Chapter 16: Maggie madness

Author's note

*Just a heads up, when you come across any words in italics, it signifies that the characters are thinking it to themselves or it's a flashback *

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"Maine Maggie banne rakh di hai, dhyan dena. Main abhi aaya," he called out, not bothering to wait for Ansh's response. He slipped out of the kitchen,.

When Kunj returned, he found Ansh absentmindedly scrolling through his phone. "Kahan chale gaye the aap?" Ansh asked, looking up, his expression puzzled.

"Ye lene gaya tha tere room se," Kunj said, lifting up the plate he had carefully prepared for Ansh earlier, filled with a colorful variety of snacks.

"Le kha isse,' Kunj insisted, extending the plate towards Ansh, expecting his son to dig in.

"Arey, lekin mujhe Maggie khani hai!" Ansh whined, his eyes wide with determination to have his desired meal.

"Haan toh, woh banne toh de. Tab tak ye kha," Kunj replied, a teasing glint in his eyes.

"Nahi na, mujhe yeh sab nahi khana," Ansh retorted, crossing his arms stubbornly.

Kunj sighed dramatically, "Mene adhi raat ko uthkar itni mehnat se ye sab ready kiya, lekin ab tu nahi khana chahta, toh kya hi kar sakte. Chhod jaane de mat kha." He feigned a deeply hurt expression, pouting for effect.

Ansh narrowed his eyes and shot back, "Mujhe Oskar level actor bol reh the aur aap? Aap kya ho? Haan? Apne hi bete ko aise emotional blackmail karna shobha deta hai aapko?"

Kunj maintained an innocent demeanor. "Emotional blackmail? Main? Nahi toh," he said, pretending to be shocked.

"Aree jao, jao! Sab pata hai mujhe, iska badla liya jayega. Pura badla liya jayega, dekh lena aap!" Ansh declared, taking a reluctant bite from the platter Kunj had offered.

Kunj couldn't help but laugh. "Haan, haa, le lena saare badle koi dikkat nahi hai mujhe," he replied, playfully waving his hand as if to dismiss the threat.

Ansh glared at him dramatically but couldn't resist taking another bite of the snacks.

Within a short time, the delightful aroma of the Maggie filled the kitchen. Kunj served it in a bowl with the same pride as an artist unveiling their masterpiece. Ansh dug in with enthusiasm,his eyes widening in surprise. the flavors sparkling a satisfied grin across his face.

"Yeh toh bahut tasty hai!" he exclaimed, his smile bright enough to light up the entire room. Kunj grinned, his heart swelling with love-a victory not just for the vegetable Maggie but for the moments shared and the memories made.