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Hello readers!!!!!

Tadaaaaaa😄😄😄 I am back with the back to back series again with the fourth chappy update for the week. Even the last chappy got so much love and adoration. Thankkkkkkk Youuuuuu❤❤❤❤

So without any nonsense, go read it 😊
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Flashback continues!!

After carrying the tray from the kitchen, i walked straight to the living room where two figures sat confused at my sudden dissapearence a few minutes ago.

When i entered the living room, i said more like shouted "Tadaaa....two mugs of my special latte coffee for my two favourite persons." I chirped gleefully.

And ufffff....that brought a smile on their face and mumma shook her head at me saying "There was no need of this beta.....we are anyways comfortable here."

"Yes there in indeed a great need. You guys were feeling so low and i thought to cheer you guys up. And...." I called then closer by showing action through my hands and they peeked closer and i whispered in their ears very quietly as if even the walls have ears "Let me tell you guys a secret ......the coffee in front of you have great magic in it and all my friends and family literally beg me to make it for them coz its that delicious. So chunk it down and have some peace."

And with that they broke out into laughter and i made a frowned up face.....

Or more like pouted. My conscienec teased me again.

No no no.....i dont pout!! I am a mature man and not any 5 year toddler to pout for anything and everything and shooed it away.

They then took a deep sip and i waited to gauge their reaction. I waited and waited when a huge smile blew me off. Then commented instantly making me jolt up from my seat "This is escatic Kabir." and that made me literally so happy.

"You are a great cook by the way." Mumma praised my cooking skills and i felt contented.

Her appreciation felt genuine rather than all the others which i hear daily at my office which are just a tricky try for people to get into my good books.

"My daughter wont starve to death then." And hearing it both mumma and me cracked up like anything.

With that statement i found out that Kia was not that god with cooking.

But she eats well though.....my conscience opened its stupid mouth.

Right.....just some shitty junk food....nothing clean anyway.

Hmmmmm!! She has gotten some really bad eating habits.

"Kabir now thats it....come on tell us why were you crying before." now her voice was serious and care laden.

I prepared myself and confessed truly feeling low "I am missing my mom."

Hearing it mumma smiled saying "You are still a kid....just drive back home and go meet her. Its as simple as that."

"No i cant ever meet her again." I replied and felt my cheeks moist.

Then mumma enquired puzzled "Why? What are you saying Kabir? Stop beating around the bush and spit it out."

"The lady whom you saw at the mansion is not my mother." I spoke out bitterly.

"How? Why?" They both asked in union utterly perplexed.

"She is my step mother. My mom passed away years ago. Then dad married her for my and Shanaya's sake." at the end i was again drowning in my own pool of emotions.

"Oh....we are so sorry Kabir. We didnt knew about this earlier. Otherwise we wouldnt have forced you much." Said dad.

But mumma just scooted closer and kissed my forehead lovingly "I am always there for you no matter what. I have accepted you as my son and you are gonna be my son till my last breath. So from today onwards, no more tears should flow from your eyes with the grief that your mumma passed away. I am so grateful to her that she has gifted me a son now. And i truly love and adore you just the way i do with Kia. You are no less than her to me."

"Mumma.....i love you too" I said and broke down into wails and sobs and hugged her tightly and she also caressed my hairs just like mom used to do.

I felt so loved and secure after so long. Even though dad does his best to keep me happy but today i felt so fresh and contented after so long with these two pure souls over here.

"And you are gonna have a papa and Dad now. Okay.....so now cheer up my boy." He cooed at me softly caressing my face.

Then mumma hesitantly asked "Can i just see a picture of your mother if you have one??" She was genuinely hesitant.

And i smiled to her saying "Come mumma. I will show you." I led both of them to a secluded room in the penthouse.

We went straight through the hallway and stood infront of a door.

A door which hides all my emotions from all these years.

I opened the door and stepped in followed by mumma and papa.

They were so amused on seeing the room. It was a room which i had kept for my mom. Nobody had ever entered this room except me and Shanaya. I had locked up this room so that no one could enter in here. If mom was alive i dont know how happy she would be to be here with me. I had myself asked the architect to design this room according to mom's preferences. It contained a lot of my memories with mom.

Whenever i feel low, i enter inside this room and sit on the bed for a while by opening the balcony door. And then i could feel a soft breeze trailing in and caressing my face with its tender waves. It seems as if mom was here right beside me. To bring out all my tensions and problems and when i left this room, i always had a smile on my face.

Mumma and papa looked around the room in awe and asked me "Whose room is this?"

"Mom's . I had designed this room specially for her. I feel an unknown serenity amd peace while entering this room. This room smells like mom and i feel she is always around me when here." I replied softly.

Mumma took my hand in hers and caressed it easing the situation for me. Then i pointed towards the picture wall saying "Look there mumma papa....thats my mom."

There were several pictures on the wall with mumma and me and some even had Shanaya.

I started telling them the story behind each snapshot on the wall.

"Look mumma papa......this was the picture dad clicked when we three went for my first  holiday in amritsar. That day mumma took me all through the fields out there and i still reminisce them just like yesterday even though i was a little toddler at that time, i have blur visions of that day still kept alive in my heart." I spoke out with great difficulty trying to hold back my emotions.

"This was when we were on the streets and a man passing by us just awwed at our position that he captured our frames in his camera and gave it to mom. I was trying to tie my shoe laces but they werent working so i let them be like that. Midway through the walk to the grocery store, i was about to trip and fall down that mom caught me on time and scolded me for not tying the lace. I broke out in tears and she just hushed me saying that i could have fallen and got hurt. Then she wiped away my tears and pressed a loving kiss on my cheek and then bent down to tie my lace. That day was just awesome with her around me." I tried to get a grip on myself after narrating that heart warming incident.

My mom was truly an angel !!

When i glanced back, i saw mumma's eyes wet and papa smiled at me sadly.

She continued to draw soothing patterns on my palm skin.

"Hey Kabir you look so cute in this picture." Mumma exclaimed looking at the pic.

"Yeah.....that was when i asked mumma to take me to the beach and then mid way through the shore, i felt sleepy and she carried me in her arms and stood near the waves watching the serene scenery of the sunset. Aren't mom's the best thing God had ever gifted you?" I asked her as a stray tear rolled down my cheeks.

She nodded and i smiled at her softly muttering "I love you mumma. I truly do."

"And i love you more." She said back to me....more liked counter answered smiling wholeheartedly..... Now i know where does Kia come back with such strong replies everytime i ask her something.

"Now nobody loves me.....i am all alone here. ain't I?" Papa said faking sadness.

Kia's acting skills are sure to be from her dad for sure.

"I love you too." Me and mumma said in union and he passed me a grin while winked at mumma. I saw a red hue creeping up her cheeks at that.

They are still so romatic hah......How beautiful they are with each other.

And i tried playing along and said offendedly "Papa...now dont flirt with my mumma okay.....she a son who has always an eye on you." I said in a fake stern tone.

"Yeah...true though....now i have a son so dont flirt with me old man." She replied sassily and papa's mouth was hung open.

"Oh hello....i am her husband okay....also if i am old man then you are also an old women."He said in jealousy.

Arent they just so freaking adorable?

"Hawww..." mumma replied to him in anger and before this could be heated up more, i said "Now thats it.....let me show you guys some more photos." and they both nodded and trailed behind me to the next frame.

"This was when i was almost 2.5 years old. Me and dad had came back from the park and mom asked me to freshen up. I obeyed and had a shower and came back. I was trying to hook up my button while entering the kitchen and was not able to do so. So mom caught me pouting and held me closer to her and did my buttons. Then she said that i look so cute to her. And then i said back that i am not cute but hasum." I reminisced that day with a hearty laugh.

"Hasum....what is that?" Papa asked confusely smiling.

"He was trying to tell handsome, right Kabir?" Mumma said what i was going to tell.

And i nodded to her and kissed her cheeks whereas she lovingly kissed my cheek back.

I am surely gonna snatch both of them from Kia someday.

Then she is gonna roast you up like a slice of chicken and cut you down into pieces before adding in some spices and eat you with red wine. My conscience warned me to not do something which could lead to my miserable death.

"Here in this picture, i was refusing to wear this jacket and mom paste some cute cartoons on them. Then i was more than elated to wear them for a whole month" Mumma laughed out on hearing my antics.

"You surely had given great trouble to your mom just like how Kia had made me go through all day long." She said sweetly.

And i smiled sheepishly at her.

"Is that Shanaya?" Mumma asked me and i nodded back.

"How old was she at that time?" papa asked.

"Maybe somewhat around 1 year." I said trying to remeber.

After all those emotional moments spent in that room, we three were again back in the living room.

Then papa and mumma broke a bomb!!!

Yeah....that was the main reason why they were here.

And that had ultimately lead me tot he current situation.

End of flashback!!

End of the chappy too😉😉

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