i was playing my guitar..with full of happiness for the first time , because every time I was haunted by nandini but today I have avni , my daughter, who was the only reason of my smile today..

I looked my baby , who was smiling like anything, she is just nandini..infact junior.nandu... I smiled back at her, telling her this words are for her..

Tu Hi Meri Hai Sari Zameen

Chahe Kahin Se Chalun

Tujh Pe Hi Aa Ke Rukun

Tere Siva Maun Jaun Kahan

Koi Bhi Raah Chunu

Tujh Pe Hi Aa Ke Rukun

Tum Mile To Lamhein Tham Gaye

Tum Mile To Sare Gum Gaye

Tum Mile To Muskurana Aa Gaya

I walked down the crowd to get my baby out of it, I asked other kids to follow me, she stood next me, giving her smile... she indeed became my smile, which I lost with nandini...she did some steps with kids, showing her happiness...and was spreading happiness around her..

Tum Mile To Jadoo Chaa Gaya

Tum Mile To Jeena Aa Gaya

Tum Mile To Mene Paya Hai Khuda

O Oo

Tujh Mein Kirana Dikhe

Dil Ko Sahara Dikhe

Aa Mere Dhadkan Tham Le

Aahna

Teri Taraf Hi Mude

Yeh Saas Tujhse Jude

Har Pal Yeh Tera Naam Le

Tum Mile To Abb Kya Hai Kami

Tum Mile To Duniya Mil Gai

Tum Mile To Mil Gaya Aasra

I never knew , when I went to my flashback, it usually happens with me, kash voh sath hothi .mera pass, one year relationship memories were only reason of my existence... this was the song, I sang to her, when she was really mad at me, for not letting her to go mangalore, I had to do many things, to make it up, to make her, live with me rather than going to mangalore.. I sang this song for her.. and my memories and flashback with nandini was stopped by avni, our daughter...

and I sang this song for my daughter now, because she became my only lifeline now.. and I took her in embrace and sang to her..will slowly doing some slow steps, she gave me bright smile followed by beautiful kiss.. this moment is called best moment with my daughter...

Tum Mile To Jadoo Chaa Gaya

Tum Mile To Jeena Aa Gaya

Tum Mile To Mene Paya Hai Khuda

I ended the song, my baby was happy and making me more happy, thanku for this daughter nandini , oh! lord...

the crowd was cheering up , especially for avni and me , I must say, seeing the crowd going crazy over avni, I guess she is very famous in school... we all bowed and left the stage, I walk down with my kid in my arms, she was giving me warmth, which I was finding in whole earth, and I found out in my daughter...

(imagine manik and avni)

cabir clicked many pics, without our knowledge...

this memory and sweet moment with my daughter can't be get, even u give money..now I realize what important things, I lost, my sweet moments with my kid.. if this much happiness was what it fetch, holding ur daughter, then I would have never said such words in my life..i regret my words, i'm sorry baby.. I said in my mind, I will say her my sorry, when she knows i'm her dad..till then let her be like this with me..

I was standing with avni in my arms, the concert was still going on, many students were participating in it, actual the theme was , "patriotism", every students of different countries of the school were participating, the concert was forgotten business to me us avni was in my arms,until I heard announcement in mike..

host-now presenting our school's famous band, "STARS" representing their country "INDIA".. if would like to call all the band members on the stage, so putting hands together please welcome..

JAY NANDAN on drums

KRISH VASISHT on guitar..

AVNI MURTHY on keyboard..

I was shocked , yes I was , but equally happy, my daughter was keyboard player, this moment was best moment and top of it, she was representing india.. OUR COUNTRY.. nothing can be this proud to any father, and I was one, I gave cheek kiss to her.. and I muttered all the best to her..i gave a look to my gang, but they were seeing something which I didn't noticed as my back was facing the person, then only I heard the host, the adjectives used, it was , as If they are calling me , but no it was not me... but my stupid my mind didn't got the hit , AVNI WAS NAMED AS MURTHY NOT ANY OTHER SURNAME BY HOST..

last but not the least , the hero , the angry hulk, never to be messed guy still being heartthrob of school, girls dream boy..

put ur hands together for best electric guitarist and  also male lead singer...

And suddenly crowd started cheering up one name, I was stunned by the name, I couldn't breath at all, I turned back, only to see my copy, with no change, but one difference was his height..

ABHAY MURTHY..

ABHAY

ABHAY

he was boy of ten, don't tell me god, I have son too, my friends where having a view of tennis match between me and abhay, comparing each and every part of mine with him, he came near to us, but he didn't looked me as we were covered by guards, he walked past us, he had attitude same like me, same angry hulk look walking style was same as mine, he was walking on the carpet with hands in his pockets just like me, the way I keep my guitar it was same, something was different with this boy was,  his eyes, its almond shape like nandini,, he walked to stage giving look to crowd, he was boy of attitude no doubt he was my son afterall..(self praising)

mu-Bhai, he just like u..she shouted loudly in excitement..

ca--manik,u have son too man.. he exclaimed in happiness..

al-his equally cute and hot manik...

nav-bapre, yeh toh devarji, ka perfect copy nikla..

I walked with avni to stage, as if he was looking for her, mini .manik Malhotra smiled widely, giving heart attach to whole crowd, especially girls , oh! no he smiles, just like me..he then noticed our entwining hands..his smile faded as he saw me, I was seeing him, without blinking my eyes.. I read his lip movement only to recognize one word, for which I craved ..

papa..abhay mouthed, but it didn't got audible for whole crowd, I was shocked and happy to heaven, one word which I craved was said by my son, today..i had tears, of happiness, it was infinity moment to me, it was like, a father was waiting to see his baby for the first time, when his wife is taken to labor ward, standing outside the ward of labour..to see his part and his blood, this both are my part.. I couldn't believe myself, I was father of two kids, I guess both are twines, more importantly both are too cute to handle,  avni is overloaded with cuteness , abhay was fill up with both hot and cuteness in him..

 I perfectly stood in center with avni,in my hand , he blinked his eyes two times, then he walked to me, to fetch avni, who was smiling looking at abhay..

ab-baby doll.. where were u? I searched for u in entire school, where were u? he asked in polite manner, giving dash to me, he didn't even looked at me for once, this pinched me lot, but suddenly something hit in my brain, how come he knows , i'm his dad..

av-yeah, I was with him..u know he is manik Malhotra.. she introduced me to him.. but he eventually shrugged , giving damn that she was introducing me to him.. he looked everywhere except me...

ab-hey, thanks.. (he said to me) chalo mishti, we need to head on stage now..

av-yeah, wait a second..(she held his hand, in her tiny hands, then only I looked his hands, which were as long as mine, he had more height compare to his age, just like me) meet my bro.. ABHAY

ab-hey champ.. I greeted him, tried to keep my hand on his head to ruffle before I do that, he dragged avni, with him..he hated me.. because he gave glare, which had many meanings.. his eyes not only showing anger to me, but something more..he had tears in corner of his eyes..as he climbed the stage, he turned to me.. his eyes told me "I HATE U DAD"

my son hated me