I am here with a new Ficlet...
Dedicated to Meenakshi Didi...❤️
Sometimes our destiny lands us in such a situation that inspite of longing, we can't turn back. We have only one option- To look forward, as we know, we can't change our destiny...
' As the sun set in the horizon, giving way for the moon and it's glow, in a house, the light was lit with smile and laughter of a month old baby girl...' saying this, the man stopped.
' Papa Continue, na!' his youngest daughter said.
He gave a small smile and continued,' Sneha means affection. And like everyone other baby, this baby was also loved by all and showered with love and care. Someone named her rightly.'
He looked at his wife, paused to give a small smile and continued again,' She was the bridge between her Mom and Papa. Two different souls got connected because of her. The distance between her Mom and dad started reducing because of her.'
' Papa...'
' Chup!' Kukki chided her little brother, Tushar.
' The cute little family moments of the family with the little one reduced the gap. And one day, removed the gap. The little girl, on her first birthday celebrations, United her Mumma Papa, for once and forever.' said Rishabh and finished the story.
' Papa... I don't like this fairytale.Phirse Wahi fairytale Suna rahe ho aap?' Tushar complained.
Rishabh smiled at his six year old's blabbering.
' But I like it Papa...' chirped, Sneha, happily.
' Kyunki aapka Naam iss story mein hai.' said Tushar as put his tongue out.
' Tushar.... Ruk!' Sneha began chasing her her brother.
' Kaisa tha Yeh fairytale?' Rishabh asked his wife.
Prerna replied with a mischievous look on her face,' Aapne phirse characters ke Naam nhi bataya . And Yeh real hai kya???'
' Do I need to tell? ' asked Rishabh and pecked her forehead.
The end...
Do tell me how it is...
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