Riansh os - tears of joy

Tears of Joy

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"7, 8 9 and 10!!" 

Vansh finished counting as he walked with his toddler on his feet. Since a few weeks he's trying to teach her how to walk. 

"Dadadaddadbooo"

She blabbered, making Vansh chuckle. They are used to her incomprehensible talks now. Picking her up, he looked at her features with adoration. The eyes were just like his Ziddhima. Absolutely magical- 

Big, round and brown; while the eyebrows and forehead resembled him.

With moist eyes, Vansh pulled her soft, fluffy cheeks, earning a glare from his child. God! Was his sweetheart not enough when it comes to getting angry on simplest things? 

"And here is my jaan's breakfast!"

Vansh moved his attention to Riddhima, who entered the room with a small bowl, mixing the food. 

He sighed. How could he forget her jaan was someone else now?

"aaa.." 

Riddhima said, slipping the tiny spoon in her mouth.

"What is this?" 

Vansh asked, scrunching his brows, hoping its not meethi bhat again.

"Kheer." 

Riddhima replied, relieving Vansh.

His eyes moved to the dressing table's mirror, which reflected them. A smile crept on his lips seeing the scene-

Their daughter in his arms, and Riddhima, feeding her kheer.. 

Such a magical sight.

 Now all he waits for is to see his Vanya walk. How cute would she look walking with her short, fluffy legs? 

"Let me bring water.." 

Vansh, left the room, giving her to Riddhima's arms. 

*****

Keeping the bowl in the sink, he grabbed pink feeder bottle, filling it with water. The kitchen was quiet with only the sound of water pouring. 

It was peaceful..

Leaving both the country, and his toxic family was the best decision ever. 

Today, it's only the VR and his little family living together. Vanya would never have a good life if she grew among those " family members" .

Closing the cap, Vansh was about to walk up the stairs, when Riddhima came out, putting a finger on her lips, indicating him to come up quickly, and quietly. Curious, he walked up, almost tip-toeing.

When he reached their room, his heart froze. VR's eyes were blurred with the tears of shock and joy.. It was the sight he always wanted to see. The moment when he had to be there. Beside him, he could feel his Riddhima holding his arm tightly. 

Was it a dream? A beautiful dream? 

He pinched his hand. 

It hurt.

No, it wasn't. It wasn't dream.

His daughter was really trying to walk on her own small feet, holding the bed pillars as support.