Arshi One Shots

A father!

It was a regular evening at the Raizada mansion, when Arnav was greeted by his wife, Khushi, as usual, and was offered a coffee, while she set out to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

He placed his laptop bag on the couch of his room, balancing the coffee cup in other hand and took his seat, stretching out a bit, to wane off the tiredness of the day.

A single sip into his mouth relieved his headache to some extent. The magic that only Khushi could do with her coffee!

He had closed his eyes to ward off all the fatigue, when he heard a faint call.

'Chote?'

'Di?' He immediately looked up to see his divorced sister, cheated by her husband, limping her way towards him.

Taking her hands in his, he supported her to settle herself comfortably on the couch, while he sat beside her, anxious enough to know what his sister wanted to speak.

Since her divorce, she turned mute, answering with monosyllables and occasionally participating with the family. She preferred isolation and no one could refuse her as they could understand what she was going through.

'You need something, Di?' He asked.

Anjali Singh Raizada was skeptical and that was evident in her looks. She was hesitating. Being her brother, having known her for years, he clutched her hands tight as if assuring and said, 'Di, you know you can tell me anything, right?'

She nodded at her brother, finally gaining some courage to speak whatever she wanted to.

'I need a favour Chote', she spoke, hesitancy still laced in her voice.

'Anything Di, anything', he assured before listening to her demands. His love for her had no limits, as always!

'Chote, its been six months since Shyam is out of my life. Its been six months since I lost my Raajkumari', there was a crack in her voice at the mention of her child, who could not come out into the world.

'Di, please. Its all in the past. Please dont go there', Arnav pleaded, worried about his sister, as she was susceptible to go into depression. The initial days were really tough for the family to console her.

'Chote, I want a baby. I want a child whom I can call my own', she finally put forth her request.

Arnav was dumbstruck for a moment but quickly recovered.

'Di are you sure?' He asked again to actually confirm whether he heard it right.

'Yes Chote. I want a baby', Anjali firmly stated.

'Di.. its... I know you are having a tough time. But', Arnav did not have words to convey as he himself was clueless on how to react with her demand.

'Anyways Di. If that is what you want, then you are adopting a baby and I will help you complete all the formalities', Arnav spoke after thinking about it and finally giving up. May be the baby could help his Di out of her misery.

Anjali instantly nodded a no, disappointed at her Chote not understanding her properly.

'Chote, I want a child. But I do not want to adopt. Why should I when we have one?' Anjali asked rendering Arnav completely confused.

'I dont get you Di', he asserted.

'Chote', Anjali shifted uncomfortably before continuing and said, 'You are going to have a child. Why cant you give that child to me?'