The Clock is ticking 8:00 in the morning, the sky is already clear and the city is back to work. Highly elevated mountains and trees are wrapped by snow.
Birds are drinking water from the river.
By hearing the click shot of the camera the birds got frightened and flew away.
"Oh No! I just scared them and also couldn't capture a picture of them." A manly, but yet gentle voice exclaimed.
He looks at his watch and sees its already 8 in the morning.
"Dadaji and dad must be wanting to kill me by now."
"I am an i***t, yes I am such an i***t that, I am sitting here from morning 6:15 and I have not taken a single click and on top of that I always make Dadaji and Dad unhappy because of my silly crave for photography and I have scared the birds too." Swar blabbered to himself in a loud voice.
Everyone's passing by the river are hearing him but ignores him, few people recognise that he is the son of India's richest tycoon, but it's like they watch him almost every day, so it's not a new thing for them, only a small kid who is eating lollipop pays attention to his talks.
Swar notices him.
"Oh yeah! These people who are staring at me such horribly, might be thinking I am mad, means what? I can't even talk to myself now? Yup tell me." He asks the kid.
"C'mon tell me, what do you think?" Swar asks, stooping towards him. The kid goes on starting at him.
"Yess! You must be not understanding my words because you're a child. So listen kid, when you will grow up, don't become unbearable like me, I am too much, even my friends say that. Are you understanding now?" He asks him politely.
The kid still gives no response.
"Oh! just forget it. What was I thinking? I should have a manly talk with the people of my age and not kids." Swar grumbles rolling his eyes.
Swar evacuates the river and starts riding his bicycle straight to his house.
His neighbour Khatri Uncle sees him while riding.
"Namaste Swar beta! How are you doing?" Khatri Uncle asked?
"I am late Khatri uncle, would love to tell you how I am doing when you will come to 'Chauhan's villa' (Swar's house) for tea." Screamed Swar, while taking his bicycle off away.
"I already had tea at your house, but you were not there, only Vishambhar uncle & Lata Bhabhi were present." Khatri uncle said.
"Good then, it means you have to wait till tomorrow until I tell you how I am doing. Bye Bye, take care.!" Swar just whisked.
"Such an innocent child and a lovely family, it's amazing to have them as my neighbours. Wait was he on bicycle?. Wow! They have no crave and proudness of their status." Khatri uncle talks to himself.
Although swar is in a hurry, while rushing his bicycle, he never forgets singing a song. He enjoys small pleasures of life. Swar is a passionate singer who is fond of Pop, Rock music genre. Alongside his obsession with photography, he also is a good singer with a velvety voice.
•At The Chauhan's villa:
Lata and Vishambhar are waiting for Swar.
Swar enters through the backside while taking off his shoes without making no noise of his footsteps. He manages to reach his room without drawing the attention of his mother and Grandfather.
"Whoops! I am safe now, I will pretend to be sleeping, so if anyone comes to my room I will tell them I am home 1 hour before & was sleeping. Yess! Good idea." Swar Whispers to himself.
"s**t! There's someone coming. You're dead now Swar. God save me." He hears the footsteps coming towards his room.
He covers himself in a blanket and pretends to be sleeping.
"Just stop playing with me Gattu {a nickname}, because you can't. What do you think am I a fool or something? I am your father's father and way wiser than you think." Vishambhar said with an attitude.
"No! No! Not again. How come you always know that I am home. I mean this is ridiculous. You can't know this all the time. Are you hiding a secret power inside you?" Swar got perplexed on how come his Dadaji is always familiar with his arrivals.
"Shut up! Now get up, there's no need of special power to know these things, after all, I am your Grandpa and is seeing you since when you were a kid so, I know all your tricks and mischiefs that's all." Shrieked Vishambhar.
"Are you angry with me?" Swar asked in a low voice.
"What do you think?" Asked Vishambhar.
"I don't know maybe a little." Swar gets subjective.
"Do you think so?" Vishambhar again asks thinking he would give a different answer this time.
"Yes." Said Swar.
"Then you don't know your Dadaji very well."
"I love you Dadaji even if you scold me, I don't care if you are angry at me." Says Swar while tears start forming in his eyes.
"Aww! That's too sentimental. Do you want your Dadaji to weep at such an age." Vishambhar smiled.
"Never Ever." Swar shook his head.
"Then give me a hug." Said Vishambhar looking with love at his dear grandson.
They both hug each other.
Swar has an emotional Connect with his Grandfather right from childhood. He is very close to him than his mother and father. Vishambar Not only knows Swar's heart but is his secret keeper and even knows how many girlfriends he has dated and is dating.
"So you two of you made it. I don't know why papa you're so much different in front of Pratap and Swar. You have two personalities papa, I must say that." Lata enters Swar's room with a platter in her hand.
"Dadaji is mine, I mean he is my buddy. Not papa, papa is a bit harsh. But yeah also very loving." Swar picks an apple from the platter.
"And what about me?" Questioned lata.
"You? You are as always the most beautiful woman in this world who lives in my heart. In fact, you are more beautiful than all my girlfriend's." Swar compliments his mother.
"Shut up! Don't try to woo me, your coolness and charm will not work on me, Understood son!" Lata pulls Swar's ear.
"No, mommy! My charm works on all ladies of all age." He says applauding himself in attitude.
"No son! This is a misconception. There must be ladies who go flat on your brown eyes, muscular physique, height and Black hair. Those ladies are not the real ones, who are with you for your looks. But there, the time will come when there will arrive one such girl in your life who will fall for your heart. And trust me, you will be the one who will fall first for such a golden-hearted girl." Explained Vishambhar.
Swar is in some another world while he hears his dadaji speaking this. He thinks that such a girl never lives and is only there in fairytales.
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