Horizons of Love✓

Part 40 A

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Arnav was looking at the evening traffic on street, thirty floors down from his office in Sydney as he stood by the setting sun reminiscing past years, sipping on green tea(credits : Khushi). They had been eventful if summed up in one word. There had been problems cropping up here and there in AR  resolved by the end as usual. But he was happy with his decision of reduced workload, restructured role. He enjoyed this equilibrium in office and home. Home! I past years, all possible sorts of ruckus have been created by his immature family especially kids. RM had already lost the concept of silence with footsteps of Madam and now with kids, poor silence was extinct. Yeah, they now have plenty of kids to bring the house down. Ridh-Sidh instead of taking after their shy, quiet parents had followed their elder cousins and become hell naughty. Anjali's daughter Aasma, six months junior to Ri-Si was too sassy for her age, just like her snobbish father. NaLa's three-year old daughter Netra was so cute, a chatterbox.  But in Khushi's eyes, his munchkins Aloo-Aru 're the cause behind every mischief! Yes, their track record isn't good but cant she see that their pranks are so cute. 

He sighed as he took another sip. Its second last day of his five day trip and he was missing home, kids and most importantly Khushi badly. He should have built all his offices in Delhi only! That would have been best. He laughed as he went through some of the pics, enjoying sweet memories of his AA antics- Aloo had once shaved off his eyebrows and excited Aru had emulated her brother to cut off her left pigtail, leaving right one safe. Khushi had bawled her eyes out even as A-trio gave her you are over-reacting looks. One time, they had managed to hide a squirrel with her new born pups under the bed for three days straight. Mother squirrel had bitten Aru's finger on fourth day, his baby had wept so much, not even ras-malai helped. Another photo was of Aru with kajal stripes on her face - she had fooled her poor younger siblings into following her orders or she 'll ask ghost to swallow them all. Next one was epic - Aloo holding onto his pants. Khushi had come down upon him heavily for spoiling him just too much when she caught his boy peeing in plants to provide them fertilizers! In her opinion, Aloo was growing up and needed to tone down, heed to her warnings. At peak of irritation, Khushi herself forgets her logic that 'Bache hain, to shaitani to karenge hi'(kids are natural mischief-makers). He could only shake his head at her vivid imaginary theory-  First he 'll prank people at home, later in school then his teacher 'll scold him. As a result, he 'll start bunking school, choose a bad company, start doing cigarettes, alcohol then drugs then addiction then parties and finally land up in jail!! Silly over-activate Mommy!!...of his kids. From kids, he went to baby bump to kid-making to her pink cheeks to her eyes brimming with love as she blushed hard to her arms raised towards him to her quivering lips to her woofer heartbeats.

Aye rangrez mere, rangrez mere
ek baat bata rangrez mere
ye koun se paani mein tune
koun sa rang ghola hai,
ye koun se paani mein tune
koun sa rang ghola hai
ke dil ban gaya saudai,
aur mera basanti chola hai,
mera basanti chola hai,


Oh dyer of mine, Dear Dyer of mine,
Please reveal your secrets divine,
What concoction have you created dear,
Of your colors and godforsaken water!
My heart's all crazy in love so profound,
My cloak's soaked in saffron unbound...