"Does it hurt too much?"Rhetorical question. Keerthi would get scolded either way,she knew it."Um.""Go to sleep. Maybe it'll be better in the morning.""Yeah.Ouch", Keerthi cried when she put some pressure on her hips.Vikram swallowed,"I think we should go to the hospital."Keerthi's side throbbed in pain,tears welling her eyes. Did she really break something?"It's fine", Keerthi said hesitantly. She wasn't sure anymore. A simple bruise didn't hurt that much,surely."Come on",Vikram picked his wife in his arms.Keerthi smiled when her husband took her hand in his, kissing the back of it and released it,as he shifted the gear."There was really no need",Keerthi rolled her eyes when they were in the hospital premises."Nothing wrong in confirming",Vikram shrugged,parking the car."Sure", Keerthi mumbled under her breath."Why are you flinching repeatedly then?",Vikram quirked a brow,when his wife joined him.Keerthi gave her husband a flat look,"I have fun. That's why.""You can ha

Amritha Verma was pleasantly surprised when she saw her daughter and son in law at her doorstep. She expected her daughter to be busy, since she hadn't attended to her calls.She smiled when her daughter threw her arms around her."Happy birthday",she kissed her daughter's head.Keerthi's eyes watered unexpectedly. She swallowed the lump in her throat, smiling through tears,"Thanks Ma."Keerthi pulled her husband inside with her,"Hi dad.""Keerthi",Arvind Verma returned his daughter's hug,"What a pleasant surprise",he kissed her head,"Happy birthday.""Thanks dad",she smiled.Arvind Verma shook hands with his son in law, inviting him into their house.Vikram smiled politely,taking a seat.Keerthi squeezed her husband's hand, leaving him with her father as she accompanied her mother into the kitchen.Keerthi winced when she jumped on to the kitchen counter."What happened?"Amritha frowned.Keerthi played innocent,"What happened?"Amritha walked to her daughter,"Do you have to tell me a

Keerthi glared at her husband."Help me stock up the fridge if you want any food.""Are you hungry?""Why?"Vikram shrugged,helping his wife as she set their fridge."Vikram", Keerthi scolded when her husband hugged her from behind after they were done."Sweetheart?Stop shouting",he kissed his wife's neck, pulling the thin strap of her shoulder down."You are not even helping me. And you are disturbing me on top of that."Vikram shook his head,"Nobody asked you to do everything in a single day. Hire someone or something.""For what? Arranging our clothes and inner wear?", Keerthi barked.Vikram walked to his wife, picking her in his arms, ignoring her shrieks of protest as he shut the door."Vikram.""Shut up Keerthi. I've ordered a pizza. We'll have our dinner,and then continue arranging things. You are such a pain when you are hungry.""I am a pain to you all the time.""Good God woman", Vikram sighed,folding his wife in his lap,"I love you,darling.""I love you too. When is the pizz

"You kick me one more time,and I'm not going to feed you",Keerthi snapped at the six month old on her lap.The grinning crying/screaming copy of Vikram only let out gurgles of laughter, having his feed in the meantime, kicking his mother's tummy.Keerthi winced when she felt a sharp jab on her lower abdomen,tears pricking her eyes at the pain. She cupped her tummy,placing Rahil on the bed next to her. Even though she got her stitches removed a few months back,it still hurt when her son kicked too hard.It took her three minutes for the pain to become a dull throb. She glared at the about-to-wail child."You scream one more time, that's it. I'm giving you to your grandparents.""Stop being dramatic Keerthi", Keerthi heard her husband,as he entered their room, locking the door shut."You are twenty minutes late.""Wow. You learnt the art of checking time.""No need for that much sarcasm", Keerthi mumbled, placing Rahil in his crib, murmuring,"Please don't cry",in his ear.Keerthi felt he

Vikram's POV(In Mumbai)I return home after an exhausting day to see my wife sound asleep on the couch. I shake my head, rolling my eyes. I had mentioned I would be late and specifically asked her to go to bed.The last time she fell asleep on the couch,she had a strained neck for three days,and she has a bad cold.I swallow back my irritation,taking gentle steps to check on my children before I freshened up.My lips tilt up automatically, relaxation coursing through my veins as I see my flesh sleeping peacefully. The father in me couldn't resist as I tip-toed into their room, placing a kiss on my seven year and four year olds' foreheads."Go to sleep Rahil",I murmured when I saw him move in his sleep, patting his chest. He was always a light sleeper.I glance at my daughter, smiling when I see her lower lip jutted out,her hands over her head as she slept beautifully. Aarna hates being touched in her sleep.I gently shut the door,making way to my room."When did you come home?",I hea