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Question -: How did you feel when you first hold your princess?
Credits- Sameshaikh123

ABHIMANYU: Nice question, first of all. *Exhales thoughtfully* Surabhi is not only my princess, she is my lifeline actually. That day was a very emotional mix of different and conflicting emotions. First of all, I was happy and secondly, I was hell nervous.

So many whats if...so many thoughts. I was pacing in the aisle with whole family by my side. The woman I love was screaming in pain and there was absolutely nothing I could do for her.

"Abhimanyu! Relax! She will be alright." Mom pacified me but it wasn't working as Shreeti wailed once again.

"Why is she screaming so much?" I rubbed my forehead sitting beside mom. Ayansh was at home because we had to come there a night before and certainly, my daughter didn't want to come out soon, hence Shreeti was in pain from past ten hours.

Yep. It's my daughter this time. It was fifteenth week of her pregnancy when we decided to know the gender. That's when things started becoming much more real. I was finally going to have a daughter.

"One more cry and I swear I am going inside." I groaned as she yelped. More painfully this time.

"Stop being a kid!" Mom glared me, "You're not allowed." I had no choice but to sit and pray that it come to end.

An hour after, the wait finally stopped as I heard shrill cries of a baby. I knew it, I just knew it my princess has come. I had tears in my eyes and I became reasonably protective for her. I just wanted to see my daughter. I felt a mixture of love, pride and relief.

For a second, I totally forgot about my wife. The moment doctor came out, I solicited him, "How's she? How's my daughter? Is she healthy?"

Darting a dirty look on me, the obstetrician mouthed, politely, "Both, mother and daughter are safe." I didn't even wait for her permission and absconded inside (Let's not forget the gaping and glower I had to witness from the doctors and midwife).

My eyes were glued to my wife, she did it perfectly. No one could do it better. She was brave. Braver than me. Braver than anyone else. I got this happiness just because of her. It was like I had been transported to the time back again when Ayansh was born.

She was all tired and exhausted, under the spell of medicines. My daughter hadn't stopped yapping yet, so my concentration was again stolen by her. Nurses were cleaning her. I held Shreeti's hand and whispered in her ear, "She's very beautiful."

She wasn't. Her body was caked with goo and blood yet again, she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life. Very soon, the midwife handed me my bundle of joy. Since I had practiced how to carry a newborn. It was more comfortable. Tears which I was holding up until then, rolled down hysterically and I wasn't ashamed of crying in a room filled with ladies.

My baby had tiny tiny limbs and as I clutched her near my heart, I could feel her heartbeats under my palm. The heart, I considered beats for my wife only, was stolen by my son and now it belonged to my daughter. She is the master. When she blinked her eyelash fringed eyes and her brown eyes - my brown eyes - stared back me. I knew it, it ticked right that I become her Slave. Right from the moment.

The feeling was bliss. The heaven was in my arms, blinking softly and smiling in the its birth suit.

SHREE: *Tears twinkling in her eyes and lips trembling* I love you, Abhimanyu.

Question -: According to you, who is more adorable? Your wife or your son or your daughter?
Credits -: AnjanaAdukia