
Aayu: Hi Papa!!! Yup it's me...your Superboy. Just free my arms and see how I fly.
Yash: Aayu! Oh, Aayu! It's really you...
Aayu: C'mon papa...Who else? One and only...Look at the lips. Can you not see the small "m"...?
Yash: Oh yes...Perfect. Just like me. No wonder the nurses weren't letting you go. You better be careful son...If someone troubles you too much...
Aayu: I'll pee on her...Don't worry I can handle myself.
Yash: Oh Aayu! Oh Aayu!
Aayu: Err papa!! Tone down...you have already said that. By the way what are you looking at so seriously?
Yash: You are so tiny, son. I am scared to hold you.
Aayu: Well, it's your turn to hold me now...Look at my brave mumma, she is smiling even after bearing me for seven months...and seven minutes of carrying me has you all in knots..Tch! Tch papa...What happened to my Superman?
Yash: That's what little one...Being Superman is easier than being a papa.
Aayu: Ha...ha that's a good one. Don't worry...whether I am inside or outside...you shall always be my best papa.