An Accident.

"I know, buddy" Karan kept his daughter on the bed. He took a deep breath and looked for a towel. "Will you help dry her hair?"

Salem laughed. He had no experience with that "I won't be part of that plan."

"What plan, Salem?" 

"To burn Aanya's scalp" He chuckled. "We have never dried our hairs using that. They always do it for us."

"Oh…I thought you wanted to become a family man" Karan opened Aanya's wardrobe. There were so many clothes that he wondered if he was the one that bought them for her. "why will she have so many clothes?"

Salem looked at the wardrobe "Are they up to a thousand?" Karan shrugged. He had no idea "Like father…like daughter."

"I will wear her anything light. The weather is not cold, what do you think?" 

"Yes, I think of anything you think" Salem took one of the oil and went to the bed. 

"That is my hair oil, uncle" Aanya grinned. She was having so much fun this morning.

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