Chapter 1 - Kismet Connection
Shivaye stepped into the house and he felt someone crashing with his leg, making him stop with a jerk. He looked down and a wide smile stretched on his face. As soon his multi-hued eyes met a similar pair of eyes, he sighed contently while the later shriek in excitement like every day and exclaimed, "Daddy!
"Daddy's sweetheart. Shivaye picked his miniature version, his breath, his daughter.
He kissed all over her face, making her squeal. Hugging her, Shivaye sighed again. Lately, he was sighing a lot and that wasn't of distress or disappointment. They rather depicted his happiness, content, and satisfaction with his life.
His daughter started narrating every second of the day he missed in her life. That now she wants to be like O papa when she grows big. Yesterday, it was a policewoman like Bhavaya, a day before it was to be a bodybuilder like Rudra. She then disclosed the reason of chirpiness today which was her new dress designed and sewed by her Choti mom, Gauri, just like she wanted. And on and on she went on, speaking unstoppable just like her mother, Anika. In response, Shivaye only nodded to everything his daughter was saying to him with a wide smile plaster on his face. Though her physical features resembled him but, her nature was jubilant like her mother, Anika.
The scene was too pleasant, too pleasant that it could only be a dream, a dream he could wish come true one day but Shivaye Singh Oberoi, for the first time in his life, won't be able to turn this dream into reality.
A dream it was, which broke like always. Shivaye sleep broke as he heard a light cry from bubbly, the cute baby who has made a special place in his heart in just a day. Not only has he, the whole family dotted on her. Before he could pat her chest lightly as instructed in one of the eBooks he purchased today of being a father the first time, another hand beat him. It was Anika, his ex-wife, who was patting bubbly in her semi-sleeping state and in a minute or two, the baby falls back to the sleep and so did Anika.
The sight in front of him paralyzed his mind, he, Anika and a baby were there, on his bed, in his room, in his house, like a family. This domestic scene filled his eyes with tears. Nothing could be perfect than this and the next moment, reality hit him hard.
It was the reality, a bitter reality actually, not a perfect sweet world. Shivaye sighed and looked at Anika who just made bubbly snuggled into her more. In a perfect world, Anika was his and he was hers. In a perfect world, he would have made her own his heart and did everything to make her believe how important and special she was to him. In a perfect world, she would have blushed and would have told that she can't breathe without him, that he completes her and that he made her another impossible dream of a home and loving family true. In a perfect world, he would have replied with an awe! And as usual, she would have thrown water on him to speak more than an awe. Instead of yelling Fhat the Wuck', in their perfect world, he would have pulled her to him and whispered I love you on her lips before tasting those lips. In their perfect world, the passion shared through the kiss would have reached to new heights, of becoming one. In a perfect world, Shivaye cried happy tears with Anika on the day he heard their unborn child heartbeats during the first ultrasound session. In a perfect world, bubbly would be their daughter who has them wrapped around her pinky fingers. In the perfect world, they were together.
However, this wasn't a perfect world. In his world, he was lonely, and wandering with questions in his dark life with a broken and betrayed heart.
To be continued.
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