First times in fatherhood…

First times in fatherhood

Father…the only word that lights up a crying child…the only word that can trigger memories in a dying man…

He is one such person who takes birth so many times in his 1 life.

The first time his child is born, the father takes his new birth. Kids grow up. But fathers don’t…

They still remain kids, finding fantasy in every move of their children.

A father hates his child’s cries, except at one time…the FIRST CRY.

That first cry enlightens his world of wonders and joy, and now, I am waiting for one such cry.
WAITING? Yes. For the first time in history, Abhi the Rock star is waiting…to listen his daughter’s cry. Daughter? I bet it is a daughter but Fuggi says it a son. I want a pretty Pragya…but Fuggi wants a naughty Abhishek. I don’t want to lose this bet, but still I love losing to my Fuggi.
And so now I am waiting to know whether I win or lose. Waiting…but happily waiting, tensely waiting…waiting to wait a lifelong for my child’s happiness.
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Aah, the first cry, my babies…babies? I got twins. Neither Fuggi nor I lost the bet. The first bet, my babies didn’t let neither of us to lose. So proud of my twins I am.
I get them in my hands, not before lying next to Fuggi. “Abhigya, Prabhi”…I whisper in their ears and Fuggi smiles at me.
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Today is the first day, my babies stood up on their own. Abhigya caught hold of the shelf and Prabhi caught hold of his sister.

Their first walk, taught me how to walk. They toddle around me while I sit admiring my beauties.

I run and my babies chase me. They catch me and we roll over. Then I climb the small slide I brought. They both climb up to me and I slide off from the other side. Then I hide behind the shelf.
Abhigya and Prabhi look around and wait for me. “Boo…” I shout and take them in my hands when they giggle and laugh their heart’s content. I kiss them and put them down.
Abhigya is about to fall, but Prabhi caught hold of her, the first time I see my twins helping each other. I am sure…one day they will stand on their own and help each other. What more will a father want?
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I heard my girl say me papa! Such a sweet word isn’t it? When she called me papa, I found the word becoming more sweeter.

Prabhi came running to me calling me Abhi!!! Ha ha, I found my name strangely sweet and sugary!

Fuggi smiles at us when I take them in my hands and run to her. “Fuggi!!! They said me papa”.
She messes my hair… “Grow up Abhishek. They said mumma weeks ago”. I made a sad pout.
Fuggi was still smiling… “Say mumma” she said.

Abhigya and Prabhi at once shouted PAPA!!! I stuck my tongue out and made faces at Fuggi.
Fuggi started chasing us and so I had to take my babies and run!
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No. This is the first time I am crying seeing my twinies smiling!!!
No, I never wanted this. My kiddies going to school!!! They are just babies.
Urgghhh…this Fuggi doesn’t seem to understand. Stupid girl. Insane!!! She is sending my babies to school.
I am standing in front of the school gate—crying.
LOL for everyone else, HELL for me.

They wave at me and run holding EO’s hand. Fuggi takes me aside. When I tell I am not going to come, she just curses me in Punjabi and leaves.

I am sure every father would have had a very bad time in these stages. I won’t stir from this place unless they come back. I will stand here!!! Right here!!! I WON’T MOVE!!!
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Aww…my twinies run to me, with their trophies. It is the first time they have won in a fancy dress completion. Strange, just 4 years old! But I am glad to see my kiddies’ first win. I am sure everything else will just be on their track.

I smile and take them in my hands. They fight with EO for who will get my first kiss. I slowly go near Abhigya (she smiles giving a victorious look), and then change myself to Prabhi (ha…his face blooms in happiness).
But I place the kiss on Fuggi’s forehead… “she made you ready, right?”
My beauties’ face dropped in sorrow. I put them down, brought my hands together and kissed the palms. Then I place each palm on each of my cuties’ cheeks at the same time.
They blossom as flowers.
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Waah…the first time my babies give me their report cards.

“A+” I take them in my hands and kiss their cheeks.
They tell me in chorus… “papa, I will always get A+, OK? You always should give me my kiss”.
I smile at them… “I am always there for you cutie pies”
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Time flies faster. Me, Abhi, the Rock Star is no more a rock star, just a loving husband and a caring father.

I still compose songs and write lyrics but I dedicated my life to my family. This old ex-rock-star is now sadly bidding an adieu to his cuties.

It is the first time, they are going this far from me. Abhigya and Prabhi are 18 and are going to abroad to continue their studies.
They kiss my cheek from either side… “papa, I will return every week, only for you. OK?” they say and walk past me, disappearing from my sight.
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First time after 4 years, I feel the joy of finally having my son and daughter by my side forever.

Ha, they completed their studies and now are back to me.

It feels blissful just to have them by my side. I will never ever let them go aside from my side.
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First time, my daughter is stepping out of my as someone else’s. She no more carries the name of Mehra on her, but still she fought to have it her surname.
And for the first time, I am becoming father-in-law for my new daughter, Sasha (Prabhi’s wife) and new son, Sravan (Abhigya’s husband).
I see a girl entering my home and at the same time, my girl leaving my home.
Abhigya promised me that she will never remove that identity of Mehras in her and at the same time that she will be the perfect bahu of the Malhotras.
Prabhi promised me that he will take care of Sasha, just like how he cares for Pragya. Happy tears swell in my eyes and I hug my babies.
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This, is the first time, I am leaving my babies permanently.

My time for farewell is here, and Fuggi who promised to be with me, even after my demise, is with me holding my hands smiling at my happy face.

We look down, at our children, waiting out of the hospital room, who still don’t know that we left them minutes ago.

The staff slowly bring our bodies out covered by the cloth. I cannot see my babies weeping, and that too because of us. I close my eyes and burry my face in Fuggi’s chest. She consoles me.
I am worried that Fuggi and I are leaving them at the same. I know that they can take care of themselves, but I still know that this separation of us, will actually leave a big gap in them.
I wave them a good bye and that’s when Abhigya and Prabhi looked at us. They smiled sadly and we reciprocate the same.
They give us a flying kiss and I, sorry we…leave the place after bidding them a final farewell.

So this is the first time, I am going away from them so far that they can’t chase me, so high that they can’t climb to me and so long that they can’t wait for me.
So this first time, has apparently become my last time.
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AFTER A YEAR:

It is strange that I and Abhigya married at the same time and are going to be parents at the same time.

I am waiting outside the ward…but waiting happily, waiting tensely…waiting to wait a lifelong for my child’s happiness.

They hand over my daughter to me and Abhigya’s son to Sravan. We both enter, to see our wives smiling at us.

I whisper in my daughter’s ear… “PRAGYA”.
Abhigya whispers in her son’s ear… “ABHISHEK”.
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LOVE CONTINUES…..

Ok guys, one more silly doodle from my side!
And, just by looking at the author most would have become hell angry. I am sorry by the way. I was out of town and so I couldn’t post any of my writings. But I am glad that u got rest from my torture for some time. If u are still angry, I am sorry. 1000 times sorry.
And coming to the story, i dont know how, but it just popped put of my head somehow. i felt the title so apt, that’s why without a second thought i posted this with this title. i wish it goes well by the way.
So please comment guys, positive or negative. and if mistakes found, pls let me know…i am sry for them too.

bye bye…Love u all????