Kalyan dialed Madhavi immediately as he has zero idea on what to do. He went to an all boys school, didn't have any female friends, didn't have sisters, went to all men military academies then got commissioned into army which is a male majority profession. The only women he was close to were his mother and his wife. He does have friends who are female now but he isn't as close to them that they talk about periods. He only had sons and never dealt with this situation before.
So he was truly clueless about what to do and madhavi was his only saviour. But she was in a class now and was not lifting the call 🥲. He tried calling his mother but she wasn't lifting the call either. Kalyan was now totally doomed.
"Kya karuuu!!" Kalyan was panicking.
"Sir google kariye!" Faizi suggests
"Google me ye bhi hothi hai?" Kalyan asks confused.
"Haa hothi hogi! Aree jaldi kariye, kya mere muh dekh rahe ho! Ek minute ye mat batyiye ki apko internet use karna nahi aata?"
"Papa tho bohot bade boomer he bhaiya! Unko nahi aathi!" Ansh says
"Chup karo dono! Kya type karni hai?" Kalyan yells and starts typing.
"Meri ek beti hai baarah saal ki aur uski aaj pehli period aayi.. (to faizi) period ko hindi me kya bolte hai???" He asks while speaking what he was typing.
"Aree kya bhagawat likhoge ab? Ye sab faltu cheeze kyu type kar rahe ho?? Chod dijiye me hi search karta hu!" Faizi says irritated and takes his phone out.
"Ye dekhiye! Pehle ise pad pehen ni padegi! Aur ye he wo instructions ki kaise pehenthe hai!" Faizi shows his phone.
"Par pads kaha he? Rukho me CSD jake leke aata hu!" Kalyan says and storms out. Ansh runs after him and forcefully enters into the car. Kalyan didn't have the time to refute so he let it be.
They rushed to the CSD and came infront of an aisle full of different brands of menstural pads.
They were amazed by the number and types of them.
"Ye day me pehen ne wale and night me pehen ne wale alag hothe he kya?" He mumbles looking at a pad marketed for night saying "all night"
"XXL?? Isme bhi sizes hothe hai? Par noor ki kapdo ki size tho S he?" Ansh says
"Infused with flowery fragrance?? Ye smell ki bhi farak hothi he kya? Noor ko flowers pasand he... ye le lenge..." kalyan says
"Pink... black... violet... green... noor ko green pasand he... shayad ye pasand ayegi!" Ansh says looking at the color of the cover. Yes, he thought that the pad inside is of the color of the outer packaging 🤡.
"Yaar par S ke size me nahi he koi bhi!" Ansh exclaims.
"Ansh! Waha ek didi he na, puchke aao!" Kalyan says and ansh nods. He goes towards a girl who was shopping and dragged her to this aisle.
"Aree aise sizes nahi hothe! Koi bhi le sakthe ho! Agar bade wale chahiye tho XL lelo, normal chalegi tho normal wala lelo!" She says to ansh and leaves.
"Papa konsa le?? Noor ko konsa wala pasand ayegi?" Ansh asks confused.
"Ek kaam karte hai wo night wala, green wala, flower scent wala, ye XL wala and ek normal wala lete he! Wo pick karegi!" Kalyan says while taking 5 packs of sanitary pads in his hand.
They go towards the checkout and the cashier gives a confused look and then bills everything.
They arrive at home and keep the packets infront of noor.
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Fauji papa
Ficção GeralA life of a strict father who is a soldier raising his 2 kids along with his duties.
