{𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 }
꧁𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 ꧂
I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but...
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"pyaar kee in raahoon mein milte hain kithne dariyaan lakh toofaanon mein bhee dil ko mil jaataa hai zariyaa"
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Miksha -3 years & Advait - 5 years
Miksha was brimming with excitement. It was her first day at school, and she was eager to meet new people and make new friends.
Sitting snugly on her father's lap, she pressed her tiny hands against the window, watching the world pass by as her mom, Ayushree, drove the car toward Golden High School.
The car came to a halt in front of the vibrant school building. Kids of all ages were entering holding their parents hands, laughter and chatter filling the air.
Miksha's wide eyes sparkled with curiosity as she soaked in the lively atmosphere.
Abhyant gently turned her face toward him, his palms cupping her cheeks protectively.
His intense eyes softened as he spoke. "Princess, if anyone scolds or hurts you, you will tell Dadda, okay?" He said softly.
"Okay, Dadda!" Miksha replied enthusiastically, nodding her head with her brightest smile.
"And if the teacher scolds you for any reason, you'll tell me immediately, alright?" Abhyant added .
His voice was laced with concern, and his thumb lightly brushed her cheek.
"Abhyant..." Ayushree interrupted sternly, trying to stop her husband.
It's 20th time he was saying all this to their daughter.
But Abhyant wasn't done. "And if anyone teases you or makes fun of you, what will you do?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and waiting for her response.
Miksha grinned mischievously, curling her tiny fist and punching her dad's jaw. "Dishoom!" she exclaimed with smile .
Ayushree shook her head in amused disbelief while Abhyant laughed heartily, rubbing his nose against Miksha's in a playful eskimo kiss.
