What If..

The Best Feeling Ever

"It's OK, bangaram. Relax. Take a deep breath."

Prabhas himself panicked while trying to be a support to his wife. He turned to the monitor and wiped the perspiration off with his free hand. Anushka clutched the other hand tighter and squirmed, shooting his anxiety. He was soothing her with kisses and caresses every now and then, at times of extreme pressure. However as hours passed, Anushka's shrieks felt like an abstract dagger piercing him.

He was chanting silent prayers while the doctors and nurses worked in anticipation.
Soon it was time for the arrival of their first one. In the next few minutes, another was on its way. Prabhas' excitement reached the sky above another universe, if there was anything as such. He pulled off his medical cap smiling at his wife who took a deep breath.

The nurses wrapped the adorable new-borns in white clothes and gently placed them on their mother's chest.
They were moist, pink and as tender as a bud with smooth, thick, black hair.
Prabhas' shaky hands captured the mesmerising sight of his babies lying their mother, with his cellphone. One of them had its mouth wide open on Anushka's upper lip, eyes closed and she kissed it back. The other snuggled into her neck, fists curled up, its small tounge sticking out.

Weariness and aches vanished into thin air, like they never existed. She kissed the infants' heads before the nurses took them for wash.
The doctors congratulated Prabhas who still seemed to be in a trance.

Conceiving after 40 is complicated given her health concerns...

..were words that rewinded repeatedly in his mind though they were assured of all the firsthand facilities for safety of the mother and children.

He smiled sitting next to her. The empress ruling his dynasty. Fatigue was evident but the motherly glow had overtaken it. Their fingers meshed with eachother's, his lips lingering over her forehead and eyes.

"Neek em paraledu ga?" his voice was a deep whisper.

She nodded and turned to see the nurses busy with her children. The last she remembered was Prabhas' soft touch on her cheeks. She was drained.
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The entire day had them busy. Prabhas' was not a family of five or ten. Their relatives visited the hospital eager to see the babies, elated to know they were twins. A boy and a girl.

His mother, sisters and Pramod were attending calls and messages. Prabhas gave instructions to his PA, Ravi, regarding his schedule. He had planned to complete filming of the ongoing movie's last segment and take a long break.

His uncle and aunt, Krishnam Raju and Shyamala Devi were to face the media.
Not like it was something new nor were they hesitant to speak. But this was about the Baahubali stars. International to local media, journalists from all over and fans from Hyderabad and cities nearby had crowded in front of the hospital waiting to catch a glimpse of the stars. A weird experience for the family. Reporters could be heard from the gate. The hospital was being featured in almost every channel already.

"Prabhas and Sweety are blessed with a baby boy and girl. Words are not enough to articulate the joy we're feeling. It's a pleasure to see the love you're showing. Prabhas will soon speak to you all."
KRG was collided with mikes and endless questions. He finally excused himself asking the guards to take care.
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Next day, Prabhas' house

The downpours were showing their intensity accompanied by lightening and thunder. It was late in the evening when Anushka was forced to consume some hot rice by her assistants. She rushed to her room hearing the siren go off. It was her daughter. She cooed her smothering her face with kisses. The baby delved into her chest tapping its hand. She held the tiny indexes and felt them on her cheeks while nurturing the child. Luckily, the tiger cub wasn't disturbed.

She rejoiced the moments of motherhood lost in adoring the little versions of Prabhas and herself.

Irony was that Prabhas too was standing right behind doing just the same. He stared at his daughter's long, slender fingers, with square-shaped miniature nails, cherry red lips, luscious black, curly locks , chubby cheeks and restless limbs. Her eyelids strained to stay apart as she filled her tummy. Everyone said she was a replica of her dad and their son, ditto his mom.

The baby jerked alerting Anushka, which was when she realized her husband's presence. They smiled at each other as she placed the slumping bundle next to the other on a fluffy bed in the cradle.

Prabhas changed into comfortable wear and freshened up. Finding his wife once again lost in thoughts, he wrapped his arms around her. Her hair was tied in a loose bun. He feathered kisses on her neck and headed upwards to her face.

"Looks like you're always occupied."

"When I think it's over with one, the other starts. Notorious children of yours just like you," she kissed his lips rubbing his trimmed stubble.

"Pillalu antha easy kadu ga," he smooched her in return. She shook her head in disbelief and rested on his chest, while he hugged her tightly moving to their bed, done for the day. "The next film will not start for a couple of months. I'll be there to take care of these little guys and we have so many people to help us. Don't stress yourself, Sweetu."

His hands carefully massaged her back and arms as she layed on him. She was kissing his chin and jawline but ofcourse it didn't last long.

Prabhas got up to check on them.
"Sweety! Come here!"

"Papsu, please handle them. Atleast for an hour or two. I'll catch some sleep."

"OK, but you have to see this."

She was surprised seeing him giggling inspite of one of the babies whimpering.
She lazily strides to the end of the room and was amused to see what was happening.

The baby girl who was asleep, kept sucking on her brother's nose, her tiny hand fondling his ear. He sniffled and tried moving his head sideways but was unsuccessful. He pulled the blue cotton cap on his head, matching his baseball patterned, full-sleeved romper and struggled to set himself free, but his sister was unbothered .

Just when he was about to let out a wail, Prabhas carried him. He cradled and rocked the baby who relaxed in nanna's arms. Settling on the bed, he placed his son on his lap.
Sweety chuckled at her husband trying to divert the baby's attention with silly talks.

"I'd rather ride on two bulls simultaneously like Baahubali does during the Pindari attack. Or..or worse.. even tolerate those manohari girls. Phew! These two," he sighed. Anushka's endless laughter turned her cheeks and nose were red.

"Here, hold her." she brought their daughter and placed her on Prabhas' other lap.

"Why her? She was asleep!" he whisper yelled balancing the children carefully.

"Wait." she shushed pinching his lips.

Clicking a image with her cellphone she typed,

We love you nanna.. Always forever 💞💞💕💕
#bestfeelingever #pappaprabhas

..and posted it on her Instagram and Facebook pages. Undoubtedly, it was the headlines for the next few days.

The two infants fast asleep in their father's arms, his eyes fixed on them, trying to give all the comfort. An unfathomable sense of pride and satisfaction blossomed, framing a curve on his face.

It was priceless.

Her instincts were right ever since they met, he was the only person who could sweep her off her feet in every possible way. She joined him putting the device away and they kissed again. A slow kiss that indicated how happy they were for eachother, enjoying this new phase of life as parents. New responsibilities and experiences were a tad difficult but in the end, gave the best feeling ever.
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