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Daddy
Kabir Sharma ,The Rising Phoenix as many famous magazine quoted him .
"There goes more cajoling"
Smacking up the files ,which he was going through Kabir ran a hand through his tousled hairs.He had been tirelessly working for whole three days and nights . Stepping out of his cabin ,he sensed his useful yet worthless Cellphone buzzing inside pocket. Pulling out the phone he checked it.
33 Miss calls and 3 unread messages.
Kabir Sharma ,was gone for sure. Without even a second thought about it, he hitted the green button on cellphone .
"Hello Mr.Kabir "He heard a familiar voice as the call was received on fourth ring. "Hi Honey" Kabir tried sounding as cheerful as he could.
" Don't Dad .Just don't" his eldest of three ,Anya spoke bluntly. Which Kabir concluded was a blazing factor she inherited from his mother's side. Bloody Blunt ness."Anya Dad is sorry but" Kabir was stating his obvious reasons when he was cut short in between by Anya "Dad you're most of the time sorry .Tell us something new .Cut it short Seher is waiting for you and Sanjh is playing . Try being back soon. Bye love you" Anya without even waiting for a response from Kabir was about to end up the call when Kabir heard another female voice saying to her. "You don't talk to Daddy like that" and with that the call ended.
Kabir exhaled a long exhorted sigh. When the call between Work and Family comes. Some men like him always opt for going and choosing Work over family and later on repent on the decision.
That was exactly what Kabir was doing. He needed to be his kids instead of this bloody office.
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Anya threw the cellphone right across the couch that hitted Anurag on his thighs. "You don't talk to Daddy like that" Ananya repeated herself loud and clear ,as Anya mindlessly flickered the channels on television fuming with anger . "Miss Ananya she's high on sugar on I guess" Anurag spoke rubbing the sore spot on his thighs.
" What ha? Daddy doesn't have time for his own kids . I mean who does that to thier children" Anya spatted .
Ananya gathered a two years old Sanjh in her embrace, as she turned to face 13 years old Anya sitting up with her 17 years old brothers Anurag. After Tarini died in a fatal accident, Kabir took the guardianship of his beloved Anurag.
Ananya knew what a emotional roller coaster it was stepping in teenage for Anya. "Anya he's working hard for you people only."Ananya spoke as Sanjh picked up a car toy and sequeled "Ya car" .
"Why is Anya shouting" suddenly Ananya heard a little muffled voice from behind . "She isn't shouting Seher she's just voicing out her opinions" Ananya said as she hugged a six year old Seher. "Oh " Seher said returning back the hug and diving in straight in her brothers lap.
"Ya Car" an impatient Sanjh ,who tried his best to get Ananya attention ,shouted waving off his toy car. "Yes Sanjh car" Ananya ruffled his black locks and said" Show us how the car starts".
"Vrooommm! "Said a excited Sanjh as everyone broke in fits of laughter .Anya ran and hugged Ananya "Sorry Miss Ananya" Anya swallowing the tears said and Ananya patted her head in assurance .
Soon they heard heavy footsteps and the door creaked open ,revealing a tired Kabir as he said 'Hugs everyone" .
All the four of the kids ran towards him. Anurag hugged Kabir in a very boyish manner to which Anya and Seher rolled thier eyes waiting for their turns. As soon as Anurag stepped aside Anya and Seher launched themselves as Kabir, Anya being the taller one hugged Kabir by his chest and Seher by his waist.Planting kisses on top of thier heads Kabir turned .
"Da ! Da! " Sanjh was jumping on the floor waiting for his turn to come and being lifted. Kabir scooped Sanjh in his arms as Sanjh showed him his toy.
"Da car ! car ! car" Sanjh chanted.
"Ah I see Miss Ananya you've made my son too obsessed with cars" Kabir said looking past the kids at Ananya who waa busy packing her purse to leave.
" Sir the obsession thing. If I'm not wrong comes from your genes " Ananya rolled her eyes at Kabir as she stood near the door.
"Thank you Miss Kashyap for being their" Kabir dropping off Sanjh accompanied her. "If you failed to notice Sir ,I am to fond of your kids. I love spending time with them " Ananya looked across her phone as she wiped a tear that rolled across .
"Is that f**king Shravan" Kabir saw Ananya upset and asked. "Leave it. Will meet u up at office tomorrow" Ananya turned to leave ,not until Kabir pulled her in his arms enveloping his arms around her petite figure .
Ananya stood with her arms on her sides. "Thank you so much Miss Kashyap . I don't know what would I do with these kids without you . And yes Shreya has called me to meet tomorrow" Kabir broke the hug and said to Ananya.
" Good luck Sir. Hope you come back in good state and if you have any plans of coming back drunk like last times you had a meeting with her. Do let me know so that I can shift kids at my place" Ananya smiled and left.
Leaving Kabir recall the last event as he ran a hand across his face. "Not this time" Kabir said to himself as he entered back his house...
Hope you people liked it? so should I continue with it ? Ignore typos pls no proof reading
Daddy
Kabir Sharma ,The Rising Phoenix as many famous magazine quoted him .
"There goes more cajoling"
Smacking up the files ,which he was going through Kabir ran a hand through his tousled hairs.He had been tirelessly working for whole three days and nights . Stepping out of his cabin ,he sensed his useful yet worthless Cellphone buzzing inside pocket. Pulling out the phone he checked it.
33 Miss calls and 3 unread messages.
Kabir Sharma ,was gone for sure. Without even a second thought about it, he hitted the green button on cellphone .
"Hello Mr.Kabir "He heard a familiar voice as the call was received on fourth ring. "Hi Honey" Kabir tried sounding as cheerful as he could.
" Don't Dad .Just don't" his eldest of three ,Anya spoke bluntly. Which Kabir concluded was a blazing factor she inherited from his mother's side. Bloody Blunt ness."Anya Dad is sorry but" Kabir was stating his obvious reasons when he was cut short in between by Anya "Dad you're most of the time sorry .Tell us something new .Cut it short Seher is waiting for you and Sanjh is playing . Try being back soon. Bye love you" Anya without even waiting for a response from Kabir was about to end up the call when Kabir heard another female voice saying to her. "You don't talk to Daddy like that" and with that the call ended.
Kabir exhaled a long exhorted sigh. When the call between Work and Family comes. Some men like him always opt for going and choosing Work over family and later on repent on the decision.
That was exactly what Kabir was doing. He needed to be his kids instead of this bloody office.
________________________________
Anya threw the cellphone right across the couch that hitted Anurag on his thighs. "You don't talk to Daddy like that" Ananya repeated herself loud and clear ,as Anya mindlessly flickered the channels on television fuming with anger . "Miss Ananya she's high on sugar on I guess" Anurag spoke rubbing the sore spot on his thighs.
" What ha? Daddy doesn't have time for his own kids . I mean who does that to thier children" Anya spatted .
Ananya gathered a two years old Sanjh in her embrace, as she turned to face 13 years old Anya sitting up with her 17 years old brothers Anurag. After Tarini died in a fatal accident, Kabir took the guardianship of his beloved Anurag.
Ananya knew what a emotional roller coaster it was stepping in teenage for Anya. "Anya he's working hard for you people only."Ananya spoke as Sanjh picked up a car toy and sequeled "Ya car" .
"Why is Anya shouting" suddenly Ananya heard a little muffled voice from behind . "She isn't shouting Seher she's just voicing out her opinions" Ananya said as she hugged a six year old Seher. "Oh " Seher said returning back the hug and diving in straight in her brothers lap.
"Ya Car" an impatient Sanjh ,who tried his best to get Ananya attention ,shouted waving off his toy car. "Yes Sanjh car" Ananya ruffled his black locks and said" Show us how the car starts".
"Vrooommm! "Said a excited Sanjh as everyone broke in fits of laughter .Anya ran and hugged Ananya "Sorry Miss Ananya" Anya swallowing the tears said and Ananya patted her head in assurance .
Soon they heard heavy footsteps and the door creaked open ,revealing a tired Kabir as he said 'Hugs everyone" .
All the four of the kids ran towards him. Anurag hugged Kabir in a very boyish manner to which Anya and Seher rolled thier eyes waiting for their turns. As soon as Anurag stepped aside Anya and Seher launched themselves as Kabir, Anya being the taller one hugged Kabir by his chest and Seher by his waist.Planting kisses on top of thier heads Kabir turned .
"Da ! Da! " Sanjh was jumping on the floor waiting for his turn to come and being lifted. Kabir scooped Sanjh in his arms as Sanjh showed him his toy.
"Da car ! car ! car" Sanjh chanted.
"Ah I see Miss Ananya you've made my son too obsessed with cars" Kabir said looking past the kids at Ananya who waa busy packing her purse to leave.
" Sir the obsession thing. If I'm not wrong comes from your genes " Ananya rolled her eyes at Kabir as she stood near the door.
"Thank you Miss Kashyap for being their" Kabir dropping off Sanjh accompanied her. "If you failed to notice Sir ,I am to fond of your kids. I love spending time with them " Ananya looked across her phone as she wiped a tear that rolled across .
"Is that f**king Shravan" Kabir saw Ananya upset and asked. "Leave it. Will meet u up at office tomorrow" Ananya turned to leave ,not until Kabir pulled her in his arms enveloping his arms around her petite figure .
Ananya stood with her arms on her sides. "Thank you so much Miss Kashyap . I don't know what would I do with these kids without you . And yes Shreya has called me to meet tomorrow" Kabir broke the hug and said to Ananya.
" Good luck Sir. Hope you come back in good state and if you have any plans of coming back drunk like last times you had a meeting with her. Do let me know so that I can shift kids at my place" Ananya smiled and left.
Leaving Kabir recall the last event as he ran a hand across his face. "Not this time" Kabir said to himself as he entered back his house...
Hope you people liked it? so should I continue with it ? Ignore typos pls no proof reading
Shiv Shakti
