𐙚Ishman Melodies

Beqarar Dil࣪ ִֶָ☾. [1/4]

"Woh jo ek chaal chalni thi, usme khud hi fas gaye,
Jo socha tha jeet lenge, usi daav pe har gaye"

      ~ Beqarar dil (a ruthless heart)

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The sun peeked into the glass windows of the Pandya mansion.

Ishan, or Ishie as everyone called him, was already wide awake

sprawled on the floor with his tiny toy cars scattered everywhere.

Hardik came out of his room, still fixing his watch.

His eyes softened seeing the mess.

“Beta… phir se?” he said, stepping over the cars.

“Ishie dwiving twuck to Daddy offish today!”

the six-year-old beamed, missing his front tooth and half of his shirt.

Hardik sighed with a smile, kneeling beside him. “At least put on your shirt, champ.”

“Nooo, I look cool,” Ishie pouted, holding a toy over his head.

Hardik chuckled, ruffling his messy hair. “You’re cool but also sticky. What did you eat?”

“Choclit,” Ishie whispered like a secret.

Hardik shook his head. “Come on, baby. We gotta get ready. You’re coming to the office today.”

“Yayyy! Evwyone there gives me candies!”

“Because you blackmail them,” Hardik teased, picking him up.

“Blakmel?” Ishie blinked. “What dat?”

Hardik smirked. “Exactly.”

Office – 10:32 AM
Everyone in Hardik’s team looked up when the elevator dinged.
       In came their boss with a squirming, excited Ishie on his shoulder.

“Good morning, sir,” said one of the staff.

“And good morning, Mr. Boss Junior,” teased another.

Ishie waved. “Me gonna answer call todaaay!”

“No, no, no,” Hardik said, placing him gently on the chair in his cabin.

“You’re not touching my phone again.”

“But I said ‘hello bosh’ to a man yestewday and he laughed.”

Hardik sat in front of him and leaned in. “Because you also told him to send ice cweam as gift.”

Ishie blinked, then giggled. “He pwomised tho!”

Hardik rolled his eyes playfully. “You’re gonna get me fired from my own company.”

Ishie leaned in closer. “But you the big boss, dada?”