Prida OS (4 KUSHI)

@ Kushi dear: wish you a very happy belated b-day! Wish you a fabulous year ahead dear. And may all your true wishes come true this year dear. Bless you.

And now a huge sorry for not wishing you on time' blame it on those huge, literally huge books for that! Anyways I thought I would write something to compensate my belated wishes' Now that I have written it, it looks more like a punishment than a gift! Oops Sowie 4 dat !😆 I really dunno what genre this story fits into...if at all you can call this that.😕. May be a nonsensical drabble?

Well all I can say is this is what learning too much of embryology does to you! 🤢hehe😆

Anyways here goes'

PART-1

Sundays can be very eventful when you have two kinds of persons at your home; one, a small naughty kid and the other a mommy to be of a similarly naughty kid. And in my case it was the latter.

Well female hormones are truth be told, a very fascinating concept. You never know what they make you do especially when they are going haywire in your body along with a small living being lodged in your tummy doing her/his twists and turns. So no one can actually figure what your mood is going to be today, I mean as to whether it's going to be weepy ,creepily happy, cranky or may be a- God bless 'just plain normal'. *yeah you can't possible imagine how thankful I'm when she is plain normal!*

I really don't understand as to why I'm always the one stuck with hormone charged mommy -to-bes. Remember when I was the one Avni used to treat as a slave when she was one? And now again it's me... just not fair! Hey this Sameer ka bachha always gets to escape! Hmpf ! I hope at least Rosh would spare me and catch him. Now that would be fun to see.*evil grin*

Hmm anyways,since I was the one in-charge again here, that left me where I was now...sitting in the couch, reading the Sunday news paper in and out trying to avoid any eye contact with my cutely rotund, highly adorable, very much lovable and certainly pregnant wife, who was in a particularly nasty cranky mood today as she was having her breakfast or to say accurately 'a brunch' sitting alone at the dining table.

Now wait... just don't jump into conclusions. It's certainly not what you think which has happened; we dint have a fight or something. It's on the whole a different story and to explain it I have to go a little in to the flash back so you just have to bear with me.

Hmm... so it all started when she was into her 7^th month of pregnancy. * now she is in her eighth month by the way*. Usually the mood swings start in the first few months then subside and then start again towards the last few months. *my vast knowledge is got from 'how to be a super daddy' book, gifted to me by Sameer-my idea master...you see.* Well but in her case first few months were as if she didn't even know she was pregnant, which by the way was a very good thing, thinking of it now.

But then ever since it had started it was just going to total extremes. Like for example; day before yesterday I was woken up with a very warm hug and a purely awesome smile and sweet kiss and a very loving 'I love you 'to compliment it. Yes, that was her 'happy mood day', which of course I loved totally. But the every next day, which was yesterday, I woke up to the sound of muffled sobs next to me. I had to say frankly, I had no clue whatsoever as to why my sweet heart wife was sobbing so early in the morning which certainly frightened me as to whether she was in some kind of physical pain or something.

So I just wrapped my arms around her gently and asked as to why she was crying. And she to my great fear just started to sob even more. You can imagine how I would have started to freak out. So I hugged her tightly, patted her hair and asked her again the same question. Then she responded saying," you don't love me anymore. I'm fat and ugly and that's why you don't like me.", followed by more sobs. You can't imagine how relieved I was after hearing that as she wasn't in any kind of pain or something and at the same time how hard I had to control myself from laughing out loud after hearing those words from my dear firecracker of a wife! Who could ever imagine when I met her for the first time that self assured and completely confident Damini would ask me this one day?! All miracles of God or shall I say hormones? Hmm thought to ponder'

Anyways it took me almost half a day yesterday to make her believe that no matter how she looked, all I would ever care was that she was besides me. Because I certainly won't be able to exist in a world in which she wouldn't.

So today I thought I will wake her up first for a change with my very own hand made breakfast and coffee. And after getting all things ready, I went to wake her up. But what do I see? My honey dew wife was in no mood to wake up today and all I got was a very cranky," go away, mujhe sone do" to my very earnest wake up call which included a very gentle forehead kiss I might add.

Then I understood the mood of the day was,' I'm cranky day' today. So I thought I better let her sleep than meddle with her now. But since I couldn't just sit there simply, every now and then I did go and peep through the half closed door as to whether she was awake so I could heat the food and bring it to her. After one of such peeps, when I was going to turn away I heard a," agar tum aise hi aake dekhthe rahoge, mujhe neend kaise ayegi?" in a very much annoyed tone. So all I could do was to mumble a 'sorry' and return back.

Now that brings me back to the present of me sitting in the couch alone and her at the table in a unusually empty house. Every one had gone for a movie, some kids movie which 'lil champ' and Roshini*as expected* wanted to watch. They had insisted us to come too saying they wouldn't go if we didn't accompany them. But Damini declined the offer saying they all should go since she really wasn't in a mood to go to a crowded place like a theatre and that they all deserved a break from the routine, especially champ who had just finished his exams. So after all the debating, she at last had the last word as always and sent all of them packing. *sometimes I wonder whether her mood swings are reserved only for me?! Hmm' need to really set up a research lab and to find out how mood swings affect only the husbands' I'm sure many out there would agree.*

So as I was trying my best to stay out of her way today by heating her food as soon as I heard some noise in the room and setting up the table before she came out. That's when suddenly something hit me. I was just going to check what was that hit me, when I got hit once more. This time it fell on my lap and guess what, it was a pea! My darling seemed to be in a much crankier mood than I had expected, it seems. So when I turned to look at her, she gestured me to come and sit next to her. And I was wondering what was coming on next.

So I went and sat next to her and saw that she hasn't had even a quarter of the food which was placed on the plate. She was just twirling on her spaghetti with her fork. *I don't know sometimes whether she is going to be a mother or she is becoming a child, a very cute adorable one at that, I must say'*

Anyways, I just took the plate away from her and just started feeding her myself knowing there was just no use in scolding her as she would just puff her cheeks and not eat anything at all after that. She was very weak and added to that her picky nature she wasn't eating well at all. For me the prime importance was her health and every thing came after that, even our baby for that matter.

So when I held up a mouthful for her she just ate quietly, a little too quietly I must say. So I gave her a questioning look and to which she answered with a very low and mostly inaudible," sorry". I didn't quite understand why she was telling me that all of a sudden,so I gave her a quizzical look and she elaborated by telling," subah ke liye. I'm sorry. Mujhe nahi pata kya ho gaya tha prithvi. Aaj kal har subah mujhe kuch ajeeb sa feeling aa tha hai. Kuch din itni kushi hoti hai ki mein kushi se ro padthi hoon aur kuch din itna down feel karthi hoon ki lagtha hai koi nahi hai mere liye. "

Those words just twisted my heart. I couldn't bear her feeling so miserable about herself when I feel all hale and healthy. I don't know but somehow I feel guilty. So I just hugged and said that I wouldn't mind a single word she says against me. After all when I had actually started to fall in love with her in the beginning she used to hate me to the core really and abuse me actually and somehow I found all of that very umm'What can I say Loving? Ha-ha seriously love makes a person crazy, I so accept it now. And now she is saying all those words without any real hate behind them, how on the earth could I feel bad for that?

Then gradually I fed her half of the plate until she held my hand and said she had enough. When I started to protest she gave me that 'make your heart into a mushy puddle-pout' and said," mujhe yeh nahi khaana. Mujhe kuch aur khaane ka man kar raha hai'" And I had to give in.*seriously it's so easy for her to manipulate me, how I wish it was vice versa too'sigh*

Sometimes giving in to some we love and seeing that special smile on their face especially when you are the one responsible for it... makes all the diffrence in the world,nah?!

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OMG! I just chckd it today and realized that in sleepy stupor what I have actually posted yesterday! Godjee,seriously it is the longest complete nonsense I have ever written! 😲

So there is more non-sense after this... but I thought this is enough and edited it. But if you guys are brave enough to test your sanity, you can read the PART-2 here.

CLICK HERE 😉

Anyways ...I'm already ducking from all the sadde hue ande and tamatars !😆 So don't waste any!😛😆

_luv Niki!😆

You never know what they make you do especially when they are going haywire in your body along with a small living being lodged in your tummy doing her/his twists and turns aww that was such a sweet description

lol daddy cool n mumma dearest had there day there moment together such awsome thought

This is one of those FINEST write-up i have read in a long time
Njoyed n loved it thoroughly

I know u frm ur previous work.. n must say enjoyed all .. n this too was a super duper Prida treat ..thnqq sooo much.. read both parts n its wonderfullll..thnks to kushi (again :D) bcus of whm we r gtng such lovely treats :D :D

nandini

awesome OS buddy...👏

loved it sooo much.......it was beautiful and soo sweet...😍

and i also read your castle ff...it was also awesome and sweet....😊

You come back to the forum with such a Bang !! 😃😃

An Absolutely Wonderful Write-up.......... a real PRIDA Treat !! ⭐️⭐️

As all of us have said earlier , Khushi's Birthday has turned out to be Soooo Gooood for all of us tooooo !! 😃 Getting one PRIDA Treat after another ......... hehe...... 😃

You have really penned down a Beautiful OS !! the Warmth of their Love comes across so well........... our Poor Pri soooo Devoted .......... All that " Manaanaa " , the Cooking , the Feeding of Breakfast with his own hands ........... Haiyyyeeee.............Going to such lengths for his Gorgeous Wife.......That is the way we Love to see them !! Siggghhhh ......... ❤️😍

Thanks again for giving us such a Lovely PRIDA delight ......... gave soooo much Pleasure !! 😊

Btw, why did you edit it 😕 😃 I think you should let the whole piece be there and not break it up into two parts......... We LOVE to read PRIDA !! and nothing can be Long enough...... 😃

Love

Amiya

@ Khushii : Celebrate and Mourn a Wedding !! 😕

Ohhhh...... Rajeev Khandelwal's ....... Rightttt....... Okayy........ i get it !! 😆😆