A baby is the sweetest and most precious gift bestowed on us by God. However adorable and innocent tots are, they are clever and pose a challenge. They are smart and wily. Experts at the art of manipulation at such a tender age, they know just how to make their hapless parents dance to their tunes. Rishabh Kundra is certainly no exception to the rule.
For what seems like the 100th time, RK picks up a spoonful of cereal to feed Arjun. He cajoles, implores and demands that Arjun open his mouth but it was all in vain. The baby pushes the spoon away from his mouth and pouts.
Arjun: I no want it daddy.
RK slams the spoon down on the bowl. Who knew feeding a two year old baby, no correction, a two year old tyrant could be so exhaustive? Both his maa and biwi claim that Arjun takes after him. Did he give his maa and papa such a hard time at such a young age? Oh hell...he has always acted like a petulant child with his maa and now his biwi. RK shudders to think, his baby boy is now giving him a taste of his own medicine. He must make a mental note. Going forward he must NOT act like a bear with his biwi. RK sighs and decides, no matter how angry he gets, he can't take it out on food. He can't have his mini me emulate such reprehensible behavior.
Promises are all good and great but sadly it won't solve his current dilemma. He is Superstar RK but his superboy Arjun is making him look like a superdud dad. Totally unacceptable! How to convince his little man to take a bite is the million dollar question. Arjun generally has a very sweet disposition. But when he's cranky, he can give RK a run for his money with his superstar like tantrums.
RK sighs again in frustration and stares down at his mini me. Back to the million dollar question, how to make his son eat so Madhu doesn't eat his brain instead for the failed task.
He smiles slightly thinking of all the times his biwi has managed to shove food down his gullet even when he is in a foul mood. RK chuckles the first time Madhu tricked him with her crazy Mr. India act. As the light bulb goes off in his head, he decides that Mr. India is the key to solving his problem. If Mr. India worked on him then it damn well will work on junior.
RK picks up a spoonful and swirls it in the air in a circular motion.
RK (coos): Oh my goodness! Look at the spoon baby...it's moving on its own.
Arjun (giggles): No daddy. You holdin' it.
RK (acts surprised): Daddy not holding it. Look it's moving and searching for baby. Where's baby? Where is baby? I don't see you!
Arjun (points his thumb at himself): Here I am daddy!
RK: Daddy not here. Mr. Spoon is here. He won't let daddy out till baby finishes eating. Now quickly open your mouth and eat and free daddy.
Arjun (giggles): No. There you are daddy. I found you!
RK: I am not daddy. I am Mr. India and (points at the spoon) this is my friend Mr. Spoon. We are holding your daddy hostage till you finish breakfast.
RK brings the spoon close to Arjun's mouth but he pushes it away and turns his face.
Arjun (scrunches his nose in distaste): No...no...no! I no eating. My daddy right here!
RK sighs exasperatedly, he gives up! Feeding Arjun requires the patience of Jove and a miracle, neither of which he is capable of conjuring up at this time. As much as it galls him, RK is ready to concede defeat and let Madhu handle the stubborn little package.
Ahem!
He turns around at the sound of Madhu clearing her throat.
Arjun (squeals in delight): Mommyyy.
Madhu (kisses Arjun's forehead then she quirks her brow and teases RK): What happened pati dearest? Just an hour ago you declared that feeding Arjun would be an easy, simple task and you can finish it in 5 minutes.
RK (glumly): Your son here refuses to cooperate.
Madhu laughs and lightly pushes RK out of the way. She picks up the spoon from the bowl and smirks at him.
Madhu: Watch and learn pati dearest. Watch and learn.
She squats in front of the high chair till her head is no longer visible to Arjun. She raises the hand holding the spoon and twirls it in the air in a circular motion.
Arjun (looks around his chair and inquires): Where mommy go?
Madhu: Mommy will come back only if baby eats from Mr. Spoon.
Arjun (pouts): I no wanna eat.
Madhu: Do you want mommy back?
Arjun (trembling lips): Yesss.
Madhu: Then quickly finish your breakfast and only then will Mr. Spoon let mommy come back.
Arjun (concedes): Ohkayy.
RK looks on amazed as his biwi quickly and efficiently feeds Arjun without even lifting her head. She finishes feeding him, takes him out of the high chair and cleans him up. After fussing over his appearance for the appropriate amount of time, Madhu lets go of the squirming toddler so he can run off to play with his plush toys.
Madhu (smiles victoriously at RK): All done in 5 minutes!
RK (wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her close): Mr. India you're quite talented. You've managed to defeat Jr. Mogombo and bend him to your will.
Madhu (hits RK's arm playfully): Excuse me Seemaji. Don't call my son Jr. Mogombo. He is my Jr. Right Kameena.
RK (pulls her closer and brushes his lips against her forehead): Ahaan! Biwi you make my poor son and I dance to your tune a little too easily.
Madhu (smiles mischievously and leans up to kiss his jaw line): Keeping the two men in my life in line is my job.
RK slightly bends Madhu over and his lips hovers above hers, just a mere breath away from touching her lips and kissing her senseless.
RK: Biwi you have your Jr. Right Kameena on your team but now I insist on getting my Jr Jungli Billis so they can be on team daddy.
Madhu (pushes him away, slightly embarrassed): RK...Not in front of our son!
RK (laughs): Not now my jungli billi. (Winks seductively) Our session starts tonight.
Author's Note: It's a totally random OS. Please excuse it for grammatical errors and such. I just didn't have time to make corrections. 😆 Would like to read your thoughts on this random piece of writing. So please do comment.😳