"Rajj!" Shweta Stood Up In Horror.
Raj Shifted Back Suddenly, He Cutted Vansh's Hair A Little Too Longer.
Shit! Raj Muttered!!
"What Happenedd?" Vansh Asked He Doesn't Know Anything, -Until His Eyes Fell On His Lap. A Large Starnd Of His Cutted!!
"I. M. Sorry!" Raj Kept The Scissors On The Table. He Raised His Hands In Surrender..
He Knows How much His Son Beloved His Soft Silky Hairs, But He Just Cutted A Great Part Of It!
Vansh Would Surely Love His Hair By The Core!!! He Never Ever Allowed Someone To Trim Them Smaller Than An Inch!
Evrytime He Visited The Barber, His First Sentence Would Surely Be, "Zada Mat Katna Pleasee!"
But Today His Own Dad, Did Something he Would Never Imagine In Eternity!!!
"Papaaa!" Vansh Yelled.
"Va-annsh Sorry Sorry..." Raj Pleaded. He Joined His Hands at Him.
"Papa Aap Esa Kaise Kar Skate Ho?" He Asked Loudly, His Eyes Misting Alreday his Hairs were his Pride Dudee!
"Vansh I Swear Koi Irada Nahi Tha Mera. Galti Se Ho Gya Jaan." Raj Apologised His Hands now On His Ears.
'Jaan?' Vansh Shouted In His Thoughts
"Esi Galti Raj?" Shweta Asked Folding her Hands. Her Face Too Tensed.
"Vansh. Just A Mistake. Scissor Slip Ho Gai Buss!" He Stopped, As There Was A Wall Behind Him. He First Time Feeling Acutaly Scared From His Son!
"You Only Say No? Maistak Isn't Even A Word In Shah's Life!!" Vansh Asked He Ran A Hand Through His Uneven Hairs.
Raj Felt Silent, He Hurted His Son Pretty Badly?? Though they were Just Hairs.
"Everyone Will Laughh!!" He Groaned!
"Tum-m Keh Dena. It's Fashion!" Raj Replied Grinning. Hoping getting his son in a Good Mood.
"Shut The Hell Up Raj!!" Shweta Glared Him Hard.
She Gently moved To Vansh, She Puts Her Hand On His Shoulder.
She Took Him To The Chair Again & Made Him Sit. She Took Teh Scissor From The Table & Moved It To Vansh's Hairs.
Cutted Them Presley, The Uneven Hairs Weren't Looking Good. But Shweta Gently Cutted Them Same As Size Of The Chunk Raj Had Cutted Off.
"Mere Baal!" Vansh Pleaded Slowly
"Firse Ugg Jayge!" Raj Replied, He Was Leaning On The Dinning Table. Seeing Shweta Cutting Vansh's Hairs Greatly
"Pagal Insaan!" Shweta Mumbled As She Cuts Another Strand Of Vansh's Hairs
"Tumhe Zara, Zara Bhi Sharam Nahi Aayi Kya?"
"Aree Yarr, I Swear Maine Koi Jaanbujh Kar Nahi Kara! The Scissor Slided From My Fingers & It's All Just An Accident!!"
"Isme Meri Kya Galti Hai!"
"Zada Bhole Mat Bano Raj!"
"Ek Din-"
"Mumaa-Papa. Buss Stop Fighting!" Vansh Stood Up From The High Stool. His Parents Just Need A Topic To Fight On!
"It's Fine!" He Muttered Looking Straight In His Parents Eyes.
"It's Fine.." He Repeated Again, A Long Tear Escaping His Eye. He Instantly Rubbed It Off, Leaving To His Room.
"Vansh-Ruko." Shweta Halted Her Words. She Walked Behind Him, She Did Spared A Disappointed Look To Raj!
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𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐬
Non-Fiction{ 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐬 } ~Slow Updates~ ~Typically It's Not Abuse, Please No Curses To Any Character In The Story~ • Strict Dad • Sweet Mom • Discipline The Hard Rule Of The Shah Family Vansh Raj Shah, The Soft Sole's Life.
