Arnav was walking through the corridor of his house that led to his bedroom, after a long day at office, when he suddenly stopped in his tracks at the noise of loud music emanating from his room.
Curiously, he rushed to his room and pushing open the doors widely, his eyes widened with utter shock at the sight in front of him. For a minute, he really thought he was dreaming. Rubbing his eyes, he opened them even more wide to check whether he was really seeing it.
There in front of him, were his wife and his three year old son, dancing crazily to some random Salman Khan's song, jumping on the bed excitedly.
"Arush, not like that. Like this." Khushi taught her son, Salman Khan's signature step and he perfectly imitated his mother. And to add to it, she had tucked Arnav's aviators behind her son's collar, just like how the actor had done in Dabangg movie.
Right now, all that Arnav wanted to do was scream loudly like the freaky teenage girl shrieking in a horror movie, dramatically holding his ears and shutting his eyes tightly.
Why was Khushi Salman Khan-fying their son, their cute little Arush?
But as his mouth opened to shriek, his voice faltered. It looked like even his voice was terrified at the sight witnessed by him.
"Hurr hurr Dabangg Dabangg…" The song played and his son, sauntered on his bed as if he was walking on a fashion ramp. When he reached the end, he fished out his father's aviators from behind his cute orange t-shirt and tossing it with a style, wore it on his eyes, posing with his arms crossed across his chest. Ofcourse, the aviators nearly covered his entire face and were threatening to fall down any minute, but he held on to it, while Khushi clapped, cheered and whistled for him.
"My Rashgulla. Come here." She called him stretching open her arms and Arush ran to his mother, embracing her tightly. "You will give competition to Salman Khanji also." Khushi winked at her son and he chuckled loudly hi-fing his mother.
"What the!" Arnav gasped out in horror. He knew that Arush was more inclined towards his mother, but it looked like the entire crazy streak of Khushi had been passed on to him.
"What is happening in here?" Arnav shouted amidst the loud music, waving out his hands to his wife and son, who were busy lost in their own Salman Khan world. And suddenly, both of them noticed him and froze in their places. Khushi immediately grabbed the remote of the home theatre and switched it off.
A minute ago, Arnav was really shocked, but now, seeing both their mischievous yet innocent faces as they tried to come up with an answer, really amused him and he couldn't supress his lips from curving upwards with a huge smile.
Arush was the first one to giggle seeing his father smile and breaking the silence, he ran to his father and climbed his arms. "Papa!" he said, and welcomed him with a wide smile to bribe him, showing his tiny white teeth as his cheeks curved with dimples.
Arnav could still see Khushi frozen to her spot with her mouth opening and closing like a fish, her entire face filled with apprehension over what his reaction would be.
"What were you doing?" Arnav asked his son in an animated voice, cooing in his ears while kissing his son's chubby cheeks.
"Papa." Arush began with his squeaky and husky voice. "Mamma and I…." he giggled, before looking back to his mother and seeing her glare at him with warning eyes, he slowly bent forward to his father's ears and covering his mouth, he whispered, "Samman Khan." unable to pronounce properly and chuckled loudly.
Arnav smiled even more, seeing his son's reaction and his wife's petrified face. Carrying his son in his one arm, he walked towards Khushi and stood in front of her. "And what were you doing?" He asked, raising his eyebrow, while he suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against his body.
"Arnav, I…" She stammered and before she could complete, he immediately grabbed the remote and pressed the play button. "Maybe you could teach me some of your favourite actor's moves too." He winked at her, giving a peck on her cheek and started dancing to Salman Khan's steps, the same ones which he had done on their sangeet, while his son started laughing loudly, clapping with his tiny hands for his father and Khushi let out a nervous laugh not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Arush, you know, Papa is Mamma's Salman Khan." He said to his son, and turned around to face Khushi. "Ain't I?" he asked, winking at Khushi.
"Lard Governor!" Khushi blushed nodding her head, smacking him tightly on his arm. "Although my rashgulla is a better one." She said, scooping up her son in her arms as the three of them burst out laughing loudly, dancing wildly to the song, swaying their arms and legs.
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Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
