Echoes of MaAn: Love beyond Separation

||41|| Aadhymaan and his Antics [Pt.2]

It was another one of those lazy afternoons at the Kapadia house, and the atmosphere was filled with the usual hum of family life. Anupama had finally managed to put Aadhymaan down for a nap after what felt like an hour of bouncing him around the living room. But as he stirred in his crib and let out a soft giggle, she realized he wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon.

"Alright, little one," she said with a gentle smile, "how about we keep you entertained for a bit?"

Walking over to the TV, Anupama grabbed the remote, her mind running through her list of baby-friendly songs. Ah, "Lakdi Ki Kaathi" always does the trick, she thought. She pressed a few buttons, and within moments, the screen lit up with the familiar baby tune. The cheerful music began to play, and colorful animated characters danced across the screen.

Aadhymaan's eyes widened, his little hands reaching for the screen. His feet kicked in excitement, and soon enough, he was giggling along, completely entranced. Anupama couldn't help but smile at the adorable sight. It was pure, innocent joy—exactly the kind of entertainment her baby needed.

"I'm going to send this to Anuj," she muttered to herself as she pulled out her phone. She started recording the precious moment of Aadhymaan laughing and clapping along to the music. This will make his day, she thought, sending the video off to her husband who was in the middle of a long meeting at the office.

But just as she hit send, Aadhya, who had been lurking nearby, had a different idea.

"Oh, no! Not this song again!" Aadhya groaned, walking over to Anupama with the determined look of a mischievous 13-year-old. "This baby song stuff is so boring."

Anupama looked up, confused. "What are you doing, Aadhya?"

Aadhya didn't say a word. She simply snatched the remote control from Anupama's hands and, with a confident grin, switched the channel. Before Anupama could protest, the cheerful baby song was abruptly replaced with the loud and seductive beats of "Pinky Hai Paise Walo Ki".

The sultry voice of the singer filled the room, and Aadhymaan's little head snapped to attention, his eyes now glued to the screen. His little hands started moving to the beat, his legs kicking in rhythm with the high-energy song. Anupama stood frozen for a second, unable to believe what was happening.

"Aadhya, what is this?" she asked, horrified. "You've put an item song on for your baby brother?"

Aadhya shrugged casually. "It's fun, Mom. Look at him! He loves it!"

Indeed, Aadhymaan seemed to be in a trance. His eyes were wide, his little mouth open in awe as he watched the dancers perform exaggerated, rhythmic moves on screen. Anupama had no words.

This is not what I had in mind at all, she thought, but then again, the sheer innocence on her son's face was somehow both hilarious and disturbing at the same time.

"Do you see this, Aadhyamaan?" Anupama sighed, grabbing her phone to record the madness. "Look at my sweet little baby dancing to an item number," she muttered, shaking her head in disbelief. She quickly sent the video to Anuj with the caption: "Well, this is happening. Our baby is officially a Bollywood fan."

Anupama laughed softly to herself, watching Aadhymaan flail his tiny arms in response to the music. But just as she was about to change the channel back to a children's song, Aadhymaan let out a tiny whimper, his face scrunching in frustration.

"What's wrong, baby?" Anupama asked, confused. Before she could react, Aadhymaan raised both arms and started crying. The tears flowed as if the world was ending. Oh no, Anupama thought, he wants the song back!

Her eyes widened as she watched him point at the screen, crying louder as the cheerful sound of "Lakdi Ki Kaathi" faded away.

"I think he actually wants that song," Aadhya said, giggling at the absurdity of it all.