Heya guys! *waves* I am back with Sandhir two shots. Here is the first shot. Please do vote and comment before you leave :D

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'Hmm...Randhir, chodo na (leave me).' Sanyukta murmured in her sleep as she felt her husband's arm wrap around her waist. She doesn't shift and kept laying on her side with her back facing him. Sanyukta smiled as he kissed her back. 'Randhir', - she groaned, - 'Kya tum bhi Subha, Subha shuru ho jaathe ho.' She complained albeit with a smile

(What is this? You start early morning itself)

'Hmmm...' Randhir hummed

Sanyukta giggled feeling his three-day-old stubble grazing her soft skin.

'Randhir, Rashi aa jayegi.' Sanyukta protested breathlessly. (Rashi will come) Even though she groggily protested Sanyukta liked their morning cuddles. Even after seven-years (minus two years) of marriage their proximity still sends a shiver down her spine and makes her feel like a newlywed.

'Hmmm...' Randhir responded nuzzling his face into her neck. Sanyukta shifted and faced him. Slowly, Randhir opened his eyes and their gaze met. Sanyukta blushed lowering her gaze.

'Good morning.' Randhir whispered and pecked her forehead.

Sanyukta smiled. 'Good morning.'

Randhir placed his palm on the bed very close to her waist and shifted leaning closer. Sanyukta frowned and placed her palm over his slightly parted lips.

'Ewe, brush first.' She scrunched her nose. Randhir frowned and opened his eyes.

'Whatever.' Randhir moved her hand and leaned to kiss his wife.

Lagawelu jab lipistic , hilela arra distric

Tu, lagaweli jab lipistic , hilela arra distric

Zilla top lagelu

Ho zilla top lagelu

Komariya komariya

Komariya kar lopa loap, lalipop lagelu

Komariya kar lopa loap, lalipop lagelu

'What the-' Randhir and Sanyukta blinked at each other.

'Who is listening to this Wahiyat (awful) song?' Randhir said irritated and stuffed his pinky finger into his right ear.

'Your darling princess, who else.' Sanyukta rolled her eyes and moved the duvet throwing it over Randhir's head.

'The song is catchy though.' Sanyukta added as an afterthought.

'No wonder she inherited the sense of music from you.' Randhir moved the duvet off him. Though secretly he liked the tune too.

Hey daddy mummy hain nahi ghar pe

Pichhle kamre mein ghus ke

Kuch to karenge chhup ke mill zara

Sanyukta paused amidst tying her night robe and Randhir froze amidst whining about the song. They looked at each other wide-eyed.

Hey dekhenge English filmein

Honge love scene jinme

Armaan jaga le dil mein mill zara

'What the hell is that kid listening to.' Randhir leaped from the bed and together they scurried out of the room.

Ang laga de re

Mohe rang laga de re

Main toh teri joganiya

Tu jog laga de re

Randhir grabbed the remote from the young girl's grasp and quickly switched off the TV. He breathed a sigh of relief. Rashi frowned. Sanyukta kneeled beside her and hugged her.

'What were you doing, bacha?' Sanyukta asked lovingly. Rashi freed herself from her mother's arms and pouted crossing her arms.

'I was searching for Sunny Leone's songs but they are none in Papa's playlist.'

Papa's playlist? - Sanyukta looked at Randhir with her eyebrows raised and Randhir looked away red-faced.

Rashi slumped on the sofa with an angry face. Sanyukta stood up and walked towards her, Randhir still avoided everyone's gaze. She sat beside her and placed her arm around her daughter.

'And why do you need a Sunny Leone's song?' She asked

Rashi looked up with big eyes, - 'I have dance recital next week and I want to dance on her song.'

'Why her?'

'Because I love her. She is pretty and sexy.' Rashi shrugged.

Sanyukta's eyes widened for a second before she fixed her expressions.

Rashi went on, - 'My friend, Dev said to find her songs in Papa's playlist because every Papa has it.'

Sanyukta looked sharply at Randhir too, he simply shrugged acting innocent. The two songs after the current one was a Sunny Leone one. Randhir is grateful they stopped her before she flipped till there.

Phew!

'Now what?' Rashi sunk into the sofa, a sad pout on her face. Sanyukta's face fell momentarily. She smiled and pulled her daughter closer.

'So, what if we didn't find anything in Daddy's playlist. Check out mine.' Sanyukta encouraged her.

'You have Sunny Leone's songs?' Rashi jumped up excitedly. Sanyukta bit her lower lip and shook her head.

'Not hers, but I have better.' Sanyukta said brightly. Rashi thought for a while before giving a nod. She pounced on her mother and hugged her tightly. She gushed how awesome she is. Sanyukta felt proud as she hugged her little one tightly in her embrace. Randhir is relieved and quietly left to his room – He will sleep some more.

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Randhir felt someone, little one, wriggle inside his duvet. He ignored it. He felt small palm on his forearm and smiled in his sleep. Someone breathed close to his face, he knew Rashi is checking if he is asleep. Slowly, she shifted and sat right at his face. Randhir cautiously moved his arm and grabbed her waist. Rashi gasped and yelped. Randhir peeked from one eye and grinned at her. Rashi realized her father is awake and is relieved.

'Papa, Papa. I need your help.' She said shaking Randhir's arm.

'Yes, princess.' Randhir pulled her and joined their heads together hugging her sideways.

'Papa, Mumma has gone and it's been half an hour. She said she won't be coming soon. But I need to practice.' Rashi said sadly.

Randhir shifted and propped himself on his elbow, - 'So? Wait for some more time.' He patted her shoulder. Rashi lowered her head pouting sadly.

'But she will be busy for one week.' Rashi replied fidgeting with the hem of the duvet.

Randhir frowned. 'Why?'

'Woh Aryan Uncle has met with an accident and broke his leg. So, Mamma went to take care of him.' Rashi said.

Randhir grinned, - 'Acha hua Saale ka accident ho gaya. Idiot.' (Good that rascal had an accident)

'Oh No. Now what?' Randhir pretended to sound genuinely worried but actually, he couldn't contain his happiness on hearing the news.

'Papa, pretty please you help me with the dance.' She looked hopefully at her father.

Randhir looked at her bewildered, - 'Me?'

'Please.' Rashi looked at him with big eyes and pouted sadly. Randhir noted her pout trembling and her eyes pooling with tears. He felt his heart sink and so he agreed to something he has never done in his life, ever.

'Wow! My Papa is the best.' Rashi hugged Randhir in a bone-crushing bear hug. He is surprised by his daughter's strength.

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So, guys, how was the first shot? *grins* Enjoyed ? *_*

Sandhir's Romance

They always steal the show

Do they have the same effect on you, guys? *smirks*

And Rashi, Awwww, she is adorable little one Haina *_*

And Randhir's playlist is MashaAllah *giggles*

And OMG Randhir is going to Dance 

Lastly for Aryan *evil grins* *Sorry couldn't help adding this one* *evil grins again*

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