Yesterday, 06:09 PM
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Character Introduction
Mom (Chandni)
1. My Dad (Nilesh)
Scene 1
Today was one of those perfect, quiet days. I was fast asleep.
Mommy always wakes up at 6 AM, takes a shower, and then starts her chores, like making breakfast.
It was 8:10 AM, and as always, she would come to wake me at 8.
Dad was out for his morning jog, so Mommy finished making breakfast and came to my room to wake me up.
Mom quietly opened my door, stepped in, and turned on the light. She always locks the door behind her, just out of habit.
Me: "Ummm, Mommy, let me sleep a bit more. It's only 7..." (I pouted, hiding under the blanket).
Mommy: (Smiling softly) "Adi, baby, get up. How much more will you sleep? It's already past 8."
Me: "Just a little longer, Mommy..."
(She sat on the edge of the bed and put her hand on my head).
Mommy: "Aww, my precious boy. Why do you stay up so late? What do you do all night?"
Me: (In a sleepy voice) "Mommy, you look so pretty today. What is the secret?"
Mommy: (Laughing a little) "Oh, really? Just today? Not every day?"
Me: "No, you look prettier every new day."
Mommy: "Stop flattering me, beta. Now get up. Dad will be back soon."
(I didn't want to get up, so I grabbed her hand and held it).
Me: "Let me sleep for half an hour more. I won't let you go."
Mommy: (Giggling) "Hey, stop it! Let go..."
(I just hugged her hand. Mommy and I were always very open and playful. She still treats me like her little boy, and I love teasing her. It’s our simple, fun routine).
Mommy: (Laughing) "Adi, let go! Dad will be back... Aah... stop it..."
(She gently pulled her hand away and tickled me for a few seconds. I started laughing and squirming. She knows that’s the fastest way to wake me up).
Mommy: "Okay, fun is over. Get up now."
(She kissed my forehead and stood up from the bed).
Mommy: "Come, breakfast is ready. Aasim ji is also coming."
(As she was going to the door, I called out).
Me: "Mommy, wait..."
Mommy: "What is it?" (She turned around).
Me: "You are the sweetest mommy in the world! I love you!"
Mommy: (She smiled, and this time, her smile seemed real). "I love you too, my baby. Now hurry up."
(She left with a smile. I felt happy seeing her smile like that. I got up, brushed, and went to take a shower).
Dad always jogs with Uncle Aasim. Uncle’s house has three people: him, his son Banu, and his old mother, who takes care of Banu.
Uncle and Dad came back.
Dad: "Breakfast at our place, Aasim."
Uncle: "Of course, Nilesh."
They both went to their own houses to shower. By the time they were ready, Mommy had breakfast on the table. I had also showered and put on some perfume.
Mommy was wearing a beautiful blue saree today.
Uncle Aasim arrived, and his eyes went straight to Mommy.
Mommy: "Aasim ji, please come in. We were waiting for you." (She always lights up a little when he is around. She likes him a lot as a friend).
Uncle: "What can I say, Chandni ji? You look breathtakingly beautiful."
Dad: (Dad just laughed and teased Mom) "Be careful, Chandni, your pallu is slipping."
(Dad and Uncle both laughed. Mom blushed and quickly adjusted her saree).
Mommy: (Changing the topic) "So, how are you, Aasim ji? Is everything okay?"
Uncle: "Yes, bhabhi, all good. I just got a promotion. Life is slowly getting back on track after Suman. But I miss her..."
Dad: "Don't worry, man. It is all fate. If God took something, He must have a plan. We are here for you."
Mommy: "Yes, Aasim ji. Nilesh and I are always with you."
Uncle: "Chandni ji, that's why I love coming here. You all feel like my own family."
(They all smiled).
Uncle: (Asking Dad) "How is your startup work?"
Dad: "There is so much workload, man. You know how startups are. The bosses don't trust the new, young employees."
Dad: "We senior people have to do most of the hard work."
Uncle: "True, and you have to guide the new ones also."
Dad: "Exactly."
(They kept talking about work).
Mommy: "Come on, let's eat breakfast while it's hot."
Dad: "Yes, Chandni. Let's go, Aasim."
Uncle: "Sure."
(Mommy finished serving breakfast and sat down. Her saree looked lovely on her as they all started chatting).
Uncle: "Your dhokla is the best in the world, Chandni ji. So soft and tasty."
(They all laughed).
Mommy: "Really? Then please have some more. Are dhokla your favorite?"
(Dad was busy eating and checking his phone, not really paying attention).
Uncle: "Chandni ji, everything you make is my favorite."
(Mommy looked very pleased).
Just then, Dad got a call from his office. He frowned, looked at his watch, and quickly got up from the table.
Dad: "It's the office. I have to take this. It's urgent."
(He walked out onto the balcony, his voice already serious. Now it was just Mommy and Uncle at the table. The air felt a little different, quieter).
Uncle: "Can I say something? Please don't mind."
Mommy: "Go ahead, Aasim ji. I won't mind."
Uncle: "Even after two children, Chandni ji, you are so fit. What is your secret? You must tell me."
Mommy: (Smiling shyly) "Aasim ji, you are too much! I do yoga, and I used to be a dance teacher. Maybe that is why."
Uncle: "It looks like I will have to join you for yoga now."
Mommy: "You should! I keep telling Nilesh to come, too. It builds mental strength. But he only wants to run and trim his belly."
(Uncle and Mommy both laughed softly).
Mommy: "Anyway, you are already so fit. You don't need it."
Uncle: "I was talking about keeping you company..."
(There was a small pause).
Uncle: "You are a wonderful person, Chandni. Spending time with you... it feels good. It feels normal again."
Mommy: "Thank you, Aasim ji." (She gave him a warm, sweet smile).
That’s when I walked downstairs. When they saw me, they both went a little quiet. I could tell Uncle was flirting with Mommy, like he often does. I’ve seen it before. Mommy immediately got up to serve me breakfast.
After putting the plate in front of me, she sat back down.
Me: "Mommy, you also eat with us."
Mommy: "My sweet baby, you two finish first. I will eat after."
Me: "I don't like that, Mommy. Sit. We can all eat together."
Uncle: "Yes, Chandni, your son is right."
(We all chuckled a little).
Mommy: "Okay, fine, you win."
(Then Mommy started eating, too. I don't know why, but seeing Uncle and Mommy together felt... nice. She looks so happy when she talks to him—giggling and joking. Time just flies when he is here.
Dad is so different. He is always serious, always thinking about work. No jokes, no laughs... and no time for Mom.
A little mischief hit me.
Me: "So, Uncle, what were you two whispering about before I came? Mommy was smiling so much."
(Mommy and Uncle both looked a little embarrassed, which was funny).
Uncle: "Nothing, Adi. I was just praising your mommy's saree and telling her she looks very nice."
Mommy: "Aasim ji! You shouldn't say such things in front of the kids!"
Me: "Ooooohhhhhh." (I grinned at them).
Mommy: (Giving me a small glare) "He was just talking about... about yoga."
Me: "Yeah, Mommy, Uncle could help you with all the difficult yoga poses. Right, Uncle?" (I winked at him).
(Uncle and I burst out laughing).
Uncle: "Why not, Adi?"
(Mommy looked shocked, putting a finger to her lips).
Mommy: "Shhh......"
Just then, my little brother Naman started crying from the bedroom.
Mommy: (Her face softened) "Aww, my baby is awake."
(She got up and went to the bedroom. A minute later, she came back holding Naman. He was already starting to nurse under her [i]saree pallu. She sat back down in her chair, holding him close).
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Uncle: (His voice was soft) "You look very lovely right now, Chandni."
Mommy: "And I don't look good the rest of the time? You are always teasing me."
Uncle: "You always look good. But right now... it's a beautiful sight."
(Mommy blushed and looked down at Naman).
Mommy: "My husband gives me enough compliments, thank you." (She said it playfully, but her eyes were a little sad).
Me: "Yeah right, Mommy. You are always smiling only when Uncle is here."
Uncle: "Oh, is that true?" (He laughed).
Mommy: "Sometimes..."
(Mommy finished her food. Now, holding Naman with one hand as he nursed, she started clearing the plates with her other hand. As she reached over to get Uncle's plate, her foot slipped on a small puddle of water that Dad must have spilled earlier in his hurry).
(She yelped and started to fall forward, right towards Uncle Aasim).
(In a second, he shot his hands out and grabbed her firmly by the waist, stopping her from falling. Everything went silent).
(She was leaning right into him, his hands holding her waist tight. Naman, still in her arms, was pressed between them. Uncle Aasim just stared at her, his face inches from hers).
Uncle: "Careful, Chandni ji." (His voice was low and rough).
(Mom's face turned bright red. She quickly pushed herself back, pulling her [i]saree pallu tighter around herself. She was breathing fast).
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Mommy: "Sorry... thank you, Aasim ji. It's... it's just some water on the floor."
(She was very flustered. Uncle Aasim just watched her, his expression hard to read. He slowly let his hands fall from her waist).
Uncle: "No problem. Are you okay?"
Mommy: "Yes, yes..."
(She quickly grabbed his plate and hurried to the kitchen without looking back).
Me: "Wow, that was close, Uncle."
(He just nodded, still looking toward the kitchen. A little later, Dad came back inside, holding his phone).
Dad: "Guys, I have some news..."
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Character Introduction
Mom (Chandni)
- Name: Chandni
- Skin: My mommy's skin is creamy white, like fresh milk waiting to be sucked.
- Age: 35
- She used to teach dance to small children.
- Mom is very open-minded. Her father was Indian, but her mother was Russian, so she has a mixed heritage.
- She does yoga and workouts every day, which keeps her body looking very fit and young.
- Personality: She is very sweet and playful, much like our family friend, Aasim.
- She is a very loving person, but her married life has become lonely. She loves me and my little brother very much. I am her first child, and we share a special, playful bond.
- Her life changed a lot because of Dad.
1. My Dad (Nilesh)
- He's a good man and very open-minded. He has a good paying job at a new company. We are an upper middle class family and live comfortably.
- Dad left his old job because of some problems. His new company is a startup, and they are trying very hard to grow. This means he is always buried in work and often travels to other countries for deals.
- He comes from a rich family, which is why Mom’s family got her married to him. She had dreamed of a life full of love and passion, but things turned out differently.
- Dad's Issue: Because of all the stress from work, his interest in a physical relationship is almost zero. His hormones are all messed up. They both understand the problem, but it leaves Mommy feeling very frustrated and lonely.
- I’m in college. I act tough and strong with my friends, but with my family, I am still very childish and playful, like a little boy. I also have a girlfriend.
- He is just a baby and doesn't understand anything about the world yet. He is still breastfeeding.
- He is our family friend and lives in the house next to ours. He is Dad's best friend and also very close to Mom. He really admires her.
- He is a software developer at Google and mostly works from home.
- He is married, and his wife (Suman) was very beautiful. They have a son named Banu, who is 3 years old.
- Tragically, Suman died in an accident six months ago.
- Things are slowly getting better for him, but Aasim is still very lonely and misses his wife.
- We have a big extended family, but they all live separately. We mostly keep to ourselves.
Scene 1
Today was one of those perfect, quiet days. I was fast asleep.
Mommy always wakes up at 6 AM, takes a shower, and then starts her chores, like making breakfast.
It was 8:10 AM, and as always, she would come to wake me at 8.
Dad was out for his morning jog, so Mommy finished making breakfast and came to my room to wake me up.
Mom quietly opened my door, stepped in, and turned on the light. She always locks the door behind her, just out of habit.
Me: "Ummm, Mommy, let me sleep a bit more. It's only 7..." (I pouted, hiding under the blanket).
Mommy: (Smiling softly) "Adi, baby, get up. How much more will you sleep? It's already past 8."
Me: "Just a little longer, Mommy..."
(She sat on the edge of the bed and put her hand on my head).
Mommy: "Aww, my precious boy. Why do you stay up so late? What do you do all night?"
Me: (In a sleepy voice) "Mommy, you look so pretty today. What is the secret?"
Mommy: (Laughing a little) "Oh, really? Just today? Not every day?"
Me: "No, you look prettier every new day."
Mommy: "Stop flattering me, beta. Now get up. Dad will be back soon."
(I didn't want to get up, so I grabbed her hand and held it).
Me: "Let me sleep for half an hour more. I won't let you go."
Mommy: (Giggling) "Hey, stop it! Let go..."
(I just hugged her hand. Mommy and I were always very open and playful. She still treats me like her little boy, and I love teasing her. It’s our simple, fun routine).
Mommy: (Laughing) "Adi, let go! Dad will be back... Aah... stop it..."
(She gently pulled her hand away and tickled me for a few seconds. I started laughing and squirming. She knows that’s the fastest way to wake me up).
Mommy: "Okay, fun is over. Get up now."
(She kissed my forehead and stood up from the bed).
Mommy: "Come, breakfast is ready. Aasim ji is also coming."
(As she was going to the door, I called out).
Me: "Mommy, wait..."
Mommy: "What is it?" (She turned around).
Me: "You are the sweetest mommy in the world! I love you!"
Mommy: (She smiled, and this time, her smile seemed real). "I love you too, my baby. Now hurry up."
(She left with a smile. I felt happy seeing her smile like that. I got up, brushed, and went to take a shower).
Dad always jogs with Uncle Aasim. Uncle’s house has three people: him, his son Banu, and his old mother, who takes care of Banu.
Uncle and Dad came back.
Dad: "Breakfast at our place, Aasim."
Uncle: "Of course, Nilesh."
They both went to their own houses to shower. By the time they were ready, Mommy had breakfast on the table. I had also showered and put on some perfume.
Mommy was wearing a beautiful blue saree today.
Uncle Aasim arrived, and his eyes went straight to Mommy.
Mommy: "Aasim ji, please come in. We were waiting for you." (She always lights up a little when he is around. She likes him a lot as a friend).
Uncle: "What can I say, Chandni ji? You look breathtakingly beautiful."
Dad: (Dad just laughed and teased Mom) "Be careful, Chandni, your pallu is slipping."
(Dad and Uncle both laughed. Mom blushed and quickly adjusted her saree).
Mommy: (Changing the topic) "So, how are you, Aasim ji? Is everything okay?"
Uncle: "Yes, bhabhi, all good. I just got a promotion. Life is slowly getting back on track after Suman. But I miss her..."
Dad: "Don't worry, man. It is all fate. If God took something, He must have a plan. We are here for you."
Mommy: "Yes, Aasim ji. Nilesh and I are always with you."
Uncle: "Chandni ji, that's why I love coming here. You all feel like my own family."
(They all smiled).
Uncle: (Asking Dad) "How is your startup work?"
Dad: "There is so much workload, man. You know how startups are. The bosses don't trust the new, young employees."
Dad: "We senior people have to do most of the hard work."
Uncle: "True, and you have to guide the new ones also."
Dad: "Exactly."
(They kept talking about work).
Mommy: "Come on, let's eat breakfast while it's hot."
Dad: "Yes, Chandni. Let's go, Aasim."
Uncle: "Sure."
(Mommy finished serving breakfast and sat down. Her saree looked lovely on her as they all started chatting).
Uncle: "Your dhokla is the best in the world, Chandni ji. So soft and tasty."
(They all laughed).
Mommy: "Really? Then please have some more. Are dhokla your favorite?"
(Dad was busy eating and checking his phone, not really paying attention).
Uncle: "Chandni ji, everything you make is my favorite."
(Mommy looked very pleased).
Just then, Dad got a call from his office. He frowned, looked at his watch, and quickly got up from the table.
Dad: "It's the office. I have to take this. It's urgent."
(He walked out onto the balcony, his voice already serious. Now it was just Mommy and Uncle at the table. The air felt a little different, quieter).
Uncle: "Can I say something? Please don't mind."
Mommy: "Go ahead, Aasim ji. I won't mind."
Uncle: "Even after two children, Chandni ji, you are so fit. What is your secret? You must tell me."
Mommy: (Smiling shyly) "Aasim ji, you are too much! I do yoga, and I used to be a dance teacher. Maybe that is why."
Uncle: "It looks like I will have to join you for yoga now."
Mommy: "You should! I keep telling Nilesh to come, too. It builds mental strength. But he only wants to run and trim his belly."
(Uncle and Mommy both laughed softly).
Mommy: "Anyway, you are already so fit. You don't need it."
Uncle: "I was talking about keeping you company..."
(There was a small pause).
Uncle: "You are a wonderful person, Chandni. Spending time with you... it feels good. It feels normal again."
Mommy: "Thank you, Aasim ji." (She gave him a warm, sweet smile).
That’s when I walked downstairs. When they saw me, they both went a little quiet. I could tell Uncle was flirting with Mommy, like he often does. I’ve seen it before. Mommy immediately got up to serve me breakfast.
After putting the plate in front of me, she sat back down.
Me: "Mommy, you also eat with us."
Mommy: "My sweet baby, you two finish first. I will eat after."
Me: "I don't like that, Mommy. Sit. We can all eat together."
Uncle: "Yes, Chandni, your son is right."
(We all chuckled a little).
Mommy: "Okay, fine, you win."
(Then Mommy started eating, too. I don't know why, but seeing Uncle and Mommy together felt... nice. She looks so happy when she talks to him—giggling and joking. Time just flies when he is here.
Dad is so different. He is always serious, always thinking about work. No jokes, no laughs... and no time for Mom.
A little mischief hit me.
Me: "So, Uncle, what were you two whispering about before I came? Mommy was smiling so much."
(Mommy and Uncle both looked a little embarrassed, which was funny).
Uncle: "Nothing, Adi. I was just praising your mommy's saree and telling her she looks very nice."
Mommy: "Aasim ji! You shouldn't say such things in front of the kids!"
Me: "Ooooohhhhhh." (I grinned at them).
Mommy: (Giving me a small glare) "He was just talking about... about yoga."
Me: "Yeah, Mommy, Uncle could help you with all the difficult yoga poses. Right, Uncle?" (I winked at him).
(Uncle and I burst out laughing).
Uncle: "Why not, Adi?"
(Mommy looked shocked, putting a finger to her lips).
Mommy: "Shhh......"
Just then, my little brother Naman started crying from the bedroom.
Mommy: (Her face softened) "Aww, my baby is awake."
(She got up and went to the bedroom. A minute later, she came back holding Naman. He was already starting to nurse under her [i]saree pallu. She sat back down in her chair, holding him close).
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Uncle: (His voice was soft) "You look very lovely right now, Chandni."
Mommy: "And I don't look good the rest of the time? You are always teasing me."
Uncle: "You always look good. But right now... it's a beautiful sight."
(Mommy blushed and looked down at Naman).
Mommy: "My husband gives me enough compliments, thank you." (She said it playfully, but her eyes were a little sad).
Me: "Yeah right, Mommy. You are always smiling only when Uncle is here."
Uncle: "Oh, is that true?" (He laughed).
Mommy: "Sometimes..."
(Mommy finished her food. Now, holding Naman with one hand as he nursed, she started clearing the plates with her other hand. As she reached over to get Uncle's plate, her foot slipped on a small puddle of water that Dad must have spilled earlier in his hurry).
(She yelped and started to fall forward, right towards Uncle Aasim).
(In a second, he shot his hands out and grabbed her firmly by the waist, stopping her from falling. Everything went silent).
(She was leaning right into him, his hands holding her waist tight. Naman, still in her arms, was pressed between them. Uncle Aasim just stared at her, his face inches from hers).
Uncle: "Careful, Chandni ji." (His voice was low and rough).
(Mom's face turned bright red. She quickly pushed herself back, pulling her [i]saree pallu tighter around herself. She was breathing fast).
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Mommy: "Sorry... thank you, Aasim ji. It's... it's just some water on the floor."
(She was very flustered. Uncle Aasim just watched her, his expression hard to read. He slowly let his hands fall from her waist).
Uncle: "No problem. Are you okay?"
Mommy: "Yes, yes..."
(She quickly grabbed his plate and hurried to the kitchen without looking back).
Me: "Wow, that was close, Uncle."
(He just nodded, still looking toward the kitchen. A little later, Dad came back inside, holding his phone).
Dad: "Guys, I have some news..."
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