2 years later

KIARA

" No don't... Virat Aditya Malhotra you are sitting down this instant?" I try to make my tone sharper but I can never make myself do it. In return, I get a toothless girn for my almost 2-year-old boy. We decided to name him after both our fathers.

" Viks, you will fall." The angel of the home speaks and guess what he does.

" Thank you, baby." I kiss Siara's cheek as she smiles delightfully at me.

We are at the Delhi stadium attending the IPL. This year has been the best of Arjun's career. Team India bagged a T20 world cup 2 months back and he was the captain who led the team. I have never seen any player perform as beautifully as they all did in the final.

Viks has decided to assume himself as the sole supporter as he tries to wiggle from my arms to rush to the railing. He is an adamant cricket fan and his father's biggest follower. This boy is going to be a cricketer without a doubt and Arjun is on cloud 9.

Virat manages to hold the whole home on his head throughout the day. He just does not sit. He has to break and throw everything he sets his eyes on, he has to jump into the pool, draw on his sister's face and not let us sleep the whole night.

He listens to Arjun who has to turn a tad strict to manage this boy and Karn enjoys the new dynamic. Virat and Karn operate at the same level so they are like best buddies and a constant reason for our headaches, even Siara. Imagine!

Siara grew up just the way we imagined.Beautiful, sincere, intelligent, and more mature for her age. She is the angel of the home to which everyone listens. If it wasn't for her then my mind would have already exploded.

" Bade papa you are late? " I hear Siara speak as I look at Karn who just appeared on her side.

" Sorry Jaan but I got stuck at work." Karn holds her small face in her big hands and kisses her whole face making her giggle.

" Your beard is ticklish." She says in between her giggles.

" Baaa baaa..paa.... " Viks exclaims from my lap. He can't speak ' bade papa ' properly but he is getting there.

" There is my man. " Viks starts to wiggle very strongly from my lap to escape and I know I can't hold him down anymore.

" You are now responsible for him for the whole time we are here. " I let go of my arms as Viks get down to the floor only to be picked up and thrown in the air by Karn.

" Just two handsome enjoying a good game of cricket. " Karn stands right in front of us with a smirk.

" Yes! " Saira exclaims in affirmation.

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" Go, papa! " Saira shouts standing on her seat as I hold onto her legs.

" Yes, papa. " She throws her fist in the air as Arjun hits a big six. Arjun turns to look at us as he repeats the game gesture. It's the father-daughter thing.

Viks is also cheering, his words are incoherent but his zest is unstoppable.

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Arjun's is leading Mumbai's s team and they emerge as winners of the tournament. After some time we all walk onto the field with Viks in my arms, Saira running towards his father who jogs up to her and catching her in his arms.

" Congratulations." I place my hand behind his waist and he pulls me onto his free side by planting his free hand on my shoulder.

" I had my whole family cheering and not to mention my two biggest fans. " Karn holds Viks's hand who is very much eager to go into his arms.

" He does not stay still for a minute. He needs to keep hopping." I pass Viks to him and walk to stand beside Karn who is busy taking pictures.

" Bade papa aap bhi bhi jao ( Elder father you also go ). " I say plucking the phone out of his hand. Karn takes Saira in his arms as they both pose for the picture.

" Wait.. wait... Now. " A new teammate keeps the trophy on the grass in front of them.

" Bhabhi aap bhi jao, we need a complete picture. ( Sister in - law, you also join them)" He further takes the phone from me as I stand beside Arjun for the picture. Many cameramen surround us taking pictures from different angles.

" To the champions! "

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