AUTHOR  POV

It was a serene evening, the golden hues of the setting sun streaming through the windows, casting a warm glow on the cozy living room. 

Dhriti, a compassionate doctor and a loving mother, had just returned home after a long and tiring shift at the hospital.

She was seated on the plush couch, her hair slightly disheveled but her smile radiant as she embraced her children. 

Little Vedant, no longer the baby he once was but now a lively four-year-old, clung to her side with his innocent questions, while eight-year-old Ira sat on the other side, her arms crossed and an air of playful annoyance.

Dhriti laughed softly as Ved, with his curious eyes, looked up at her and asked, "Mumma, didi mujhe kyun chidha rahi hai?"