Chronicles of Jr. Raizada(s)

#2: ASR and Nicknames!

"Khushi why he's crying? You held him correctly right?" Arnav asked seeing his son crying his lungs out. Khushi was unsure of his feeding time too as just before some hours she fed him.

His small red cheeks were drenched in tears and eyes shedding its precious like pearls. His pink petals are trembling asymmetrically. He's wriggling his smalls hands and legs on air. The sight itself churning his parents.

Arnav felt helpless seeing aarush crying face "He's quite before sometime. Hold him closely Khushi" He patted aarush back though nothing changed.

"Arnavji...I think he needs to feed. See him" Khushi motioned him through her eyes showing aarush who was rubbing his face on khushi chest waiting for his feed.

"Oh..Junior was hungry. We like a fool couldn't even understand" Arnav said shocking khushi.

Khushi shocked by the fact that he calling himself as a fool. Did he realise what he spoke or he gone mad seeing his son!ASR and fool it will never be in a single sentence.

Sensing her staring him arnav downcasted her head by his hand "Stare me as much as you want after feeding him"

Khushi's concentration shifted to her son whose cries subsided lately. She remembered how the nurse guided her how to feed before fulfilling her son's stomach.

If she felt ecstatic by just holding him before then it was wrong. A euphoric sense filled within her when her child taking his fill of milk. Her life, she and her husband created this life. All of sudden she felt her topmost priority was her son for whom she can do anything even if she had to drop her habit of eating jelabi, even to stop her craziness.

Not only her arnav's perspective also changed. Still, now khushi was his wife but now she is his child's mother. Like him, his son also needs her maybe more than him. Their each and every emotions going to be related to aarush. Their each and every fights going to affect their little one. Their each and every actions going to be a role model for him. Their each and every word make him a good/bad man. They have to be careful around him. A new responsibility seeped in him. He determined not to trouble khushi henceforth.

Like a gentleman, arnav covered them both with a towel patting them time to time with his hands.

"Khushi do you need anything? Shall I call anyone for help"

She nodded as no and continued feeding him.

In few minutes aarush little stomach was full. Khushi carefully held him on her shoulders placing her one arm on his butt and other supporting his neck before burping him.

Arnav looked at her weirdly "Khushi he..." Before arnav could continue khushi put her finger on his lips stopping him from saying further. She's not ready to hear another absurd set of questions from him. She is too tired to explain anything he asks.

Khushi placed aarush near her and lied down beside him "I need to take rest. Will you look after him?" she asked despite knowing arnav's nature. Her motherly nature wants an assurance which he obliged happily.

"If you want anything don't hesitate to ask. I'll be here only" Arnav assured dragging the chair near to the bed.

He doesn't know how long he stares at his son. As soon as aarush was fed he gone into his lovely sleeping while arnav started his staring session noticing each and every movement of his muscle giving his finger in-between his junior fist.