Yet another family gathering had had us depressed.

‘You too have always wanted a baby…Kabir?’

Her voice was shaky. Her eyes sparkled with tears.

‘I love you Aaliya. Not if it’s against your wish.’

‘You know my fears about bringing a child into this world?’

‘I understand, darling.’

We hugged.

YES! Let’s have a baby…’



The idea for this post is derived from topics shared as a part Indian Bloggers League organized by WriteUp Cafe

Topic – A Priceless Gift
Type – 55 Fiction

Photo Credit: Namrota Mazumdar