Am I that bad, father!
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The blazing sun's rays peeped in his room irking his sleep. Ryan lazily rubbed his eyes as he heard his Mother waking him up. " Riyan wake up baby, your father is calling you down. Be fast, he is already mad at you don't give him another chance ".... She shook him.
Riyan frustratingly sat up straight on the bed as soon as the mention of his dad reached his ear drum, what else his father have to do!!! " Come down fast ".... Nisha tried to caress his forehead but Riyan turned his face to the other side turning her attempt futile.
He would have been touched with this motherly gestures of her if She had showed them when he was a child, not now when he is a grown up guy and can take his own care. Nisha awkwardly look here and there trying to maintain a straight face.
" Come fast we are waiting for you".... She walked away not even looking back at once.
Though Riyan felt bad treating his mother like this... But the lost and craving child in him still can't get over the events when his classmates in Dubai used to bully him, taunt him.
" Let it go Ron!"... He palmed his face heaving urgently. Getting out of the bed he carried his clothes to the wash room.
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Vihaan impatiently gazed the stair case waiting for his sight. He straightened his back on seeing Riyan coming down while folding his sleeves of the shirt.
He took his seat that is three paces away from his parent's while he whistled his fav song's tune. Vihaan glanced at Nisha as if asking whether to start the conversation.
She glanced him and gave a light blink thus asking him to go on. And thereafter, he cleared his throat to enthrall his focus while Riyan chose to neglect it and served him
self some juice. " Hope you know we are flying to Edinburgh tonight. ".... He started ignoring his son's negligence.
Riyan too didn't say anything and preferred to concentrate on his cheese sandwich. His father leaned back in the chair for he's very familiar to this cold behaviour of his son. Without waiting for his reply or anything he continued. " We have chose to reach there by mid night and the credit goes to you. "
This remark made Riyan to stare him. He ceased chewing on his sandwich as he heard his father mocking him. What he thinks of Riyan!!! His father smirked raising his brow as if saying ' I have thousands of ways to seek your attention son. I'm your freaking father!!! '
To which he rolled his eyes sensing his father smirk at his victory. " We don't want people to see you, your presence, your unwanted nature and your stupid behaviour and your this so called anger would do nothing but would create a bad impression on them. Your grandfather has a name there. That is why we have decided to land there in mid night ".... Said his father pointing his finger at him.
" If I am a shame for you then why are you even taking me there. Why don't you leave me here? ".... Riyan replied with patience and hurt.
He is stubborn, temperamental, child like... That doesn't mean his own father would consider him as shame. It was shameful to have his own biological father to say that. Riyan placed the quarter finished sandwich back in the plate while the idlis.... His favourite breakfast remained untouched.
" That's what my great problem is. I can neither leave you behind to create problems for me nor I can take you there. "... Vihaan looked through his eyes giving him tough looks. " But in the end I have to choose either option... Then why not the latter one. I would at least be relieved when you will be in front of my eyes. "
No sooner did he finish than Riyan threw the glass of the juice on the floor realizing how low his father thinks of his son and dashed out of the house banging the door.
" Riyaan!! Riyan"... While Nisha went behind him but he was gone already. She longingly see his parked bike near the gate feeling pity for him. It was his way to effuse his anger. He would roam around in the sunny day with no vehicle and would starve with no water or food, but he would not take his father's so called wealth. " What is this Vihaan!! We had already talked about it, you will not say something like that then why did you do that?? "..... She almost screamed feeling bad for her son. The more she tries to make him feel home the worse it becomes.
Regardless, Vihaan coolly played with the spoon that was in his hand and said. " I can't help it Nisha. Whenever I see your son, the annoyed father in me wakes up ".... Nisha disgustingly look at her husband.
" You are the worst father I've ever seen Vihaan. I feel like... That would have been better I would have aborted him then!".... She threw a fork in his lap storming towards her room while vihaana sat there chuckling.
' Ohh that you could know Nisha how bad I feel treating my own son like that... Only I know what I am going through during this time. But I have to make everything normal like before and this is the only way I could bring back my Riyan... My old Riyan'.
He removed his artificial glasses wiping his tears. Heaving out a breath he got up moving out of the house to get some peace.
While on the other hand, Riyan sat on the rock facing the calm sea crying silently.
' Am I that bad that my father thinks I'm his shame '.
He murmured in a broken voice asking his own self. There was a time when he used to be proud on calling him his blood. Have the time fled soo far or still is there any hope left!!!
To be continued
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