On the way back home Ram started to think about Tara's words. She asked him to find out what Priya's love language was
Ram(whispering while counting his fingers): Gift giving? Naah. Priya doesn't like gifts that much aur abhi kuch dunga toh accept bhi nahi karegi. Quality time? Naah. Meri shakal nahi dekhna chahti woh. Physical touch? Bilkul nahi. (Sadly) She doesn't like me touching her anymore.
He let out a deep sigh.
"Words of affirmation? Words bolne degi tab na. Do din se baat nahi ki hai Priya ne mujhse. Mr. Kapoor...toh ek baar bhi nahi bulaya. Sirf Ram bulaya...do baar...woh bhi gusse se. Main baat karoon toh karoon kaise? Act of service? Madam ko sab khud karna pasand hai.
Uff...kya problem hai! Aur yeh Tara ko toh kuch samajh nahi aata. Mujhe bol diya aur ho gaya kya! Kaise baat karoon main Priya se?"
Suddenly an idea flashed into his mind.
"I can try to be a good boy!", Ram thought to himself. "Priya toh yeh hi chahti hai na ke main thoda responsible ho jaun, khudka khayal rakkhun...toh yeh hi karunga main. Shayad yeh dekhke at least baat karna shuru kare mujhse."
He rested his head on the window, thinking about the ways in which he could develop good habits and grow to be a better person.
. . . . . . . .
Reaching home he quickly went upstairs to see his girls. He stood at the doorway and saw Pihu writing something in her notebook while Priya was reading a magazine. Pihu looked up once and noticed her standing at the door with a small smile. Her eyes glimmered in joy and she ran into his arms.
Pihu: Papa!
Ram hugged Pihu close to his heart, embracing the warmth that her little body radiated. Her love made him forget all the tiredness he was feeling. Pihu was also happy to have her Papa back home as she missed him all day. It felt good to be in his arms finally.
He kissed her hair and then shifted his gaze at Priya who was taking a peek at him. Her gaze was soft yet sad. As soon as she realised what she was doing, she averted her gaze from him, making Ram let out a soft sigh.
"Priya...main tumhe hug karna chahta hoon. Tumhara haath pakadke yeh bolna chahta hoon ke aaj Sandy ne kitna achha presentation diya hai aur main kitna proud feel kar raha hoon. Tumse yeh kehna chahta hoon ke maine kitna akela mehsoos kiya tumhare bina aaj jab main Tara ke clinic mein wait kar raha tha, tumhara haath pakadke usse milne jaana kitna miss kiya. Main tumhe yeh batana chahta tha ke tum mere liye kya ho, main tumse kitna pyaar karta hoon, tumhara mere saath rehna mere liye kitna zyada matter karta hai mere liye par tum toh sunne ke liye hi taiyaar nahi ho Priya. Main kya karoon? Kaise tumse maafi maangu? Jaanta hoon tum khafa ho mujhse par yeh dooriyan mujhse aur sehen nahi ho rahe Priya. Mera dil taras raha hai bass ek baar tumhare hothon se Mr. Kapoor sunne ke liye ", Ram thought, wiping off the big teardrop from the corner of his eyes.
Suddenly Pihu turned to look at Priya.
Pihu: Mumma main Papa ke saath khelne jaun?
Priya gave her a gentle nod and Pihu hugged Ram more tightly, smiling eye to eye.
Priya: Par Pihu at least unhe....(stoping abruptly in between her statement)...it's okay. Tumhe jo karna hai karo.
It took Ram half a second to realise that it wasn't for Pihu but for him. Priya wanted him to freshen up before he started to play with Pihu.
"Tara was right. Priya indirectly mujhe bol rahi hai ke mujhe karna kya hai", Ram thought as he made Pihu stand on the bed.
Ram: Cupcake main aata hoon 10 minutes mein ek quick shower leke. Aapko jo bhi finish karna hai kar lo tab tak. Okay?
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Little Hearts❤❤❤
FanficSo this is going to be a Fanfiction on RAYA and their child Pihu. And it is going be based on the current track.
