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Ram sat at the edge of the bed, his mind a turbulent sea of conflicting thoughts and emotions. Beside him, Parikshit tossed and turned, his youthful energy refusing to yield to the quiet of the night. Ram's gaze drifted to the moonlit window, his thoughts swirling around the events of the day and his silent scolding of Abhi.
"Why does Abhi always thrust the role of babysitter upon me?" Ram's inner voice simmered with frustration. "Am I merely a convenient option for him when he needs a break?"As he attempted to soothe Parikshit into sleep, the boy's relentless barrage of questions echoed in Ram's mind like an unending chorus. "Uncle Ram, why is the sky blue? How do birds fly? What happens when we dream?" Parikshit's insatiable curiosity seemed to have no bounds, each query igniting a spark of wonder in the boy's eyes but adding to Ram's inner turmoil.Ram's attempts to quiet Parikshit's restless mind were met with resistance, the young boy's curiosity akiRelated chapters
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