Newborn phase brutal tha.
Sleepless nights.
Milk schedules.
Unpredictable crying.
Ek 3 AM moment par Anaya breakdown ke edge par thi.
"Hum ready the na?" usne weak voice me poocha.
Aarav ne tired smile ke saath kaha —
"Ready koi nahi hota. Present hote hain."
Unhone shifts divide kiye.
Blame divide nahi kiya.
Ek raat baby finally soya.
Dono balcony me 10 minute ke liye khade the.
Silence comfortable nahi tha.
Exhausted tha.
Par connection alive tha.
Anaya ne whisper kiya —
"Love without losing self yaad hai?"
Aarav ne kaha —
"Ab add karo — Love without losing sanity."
Dono hase.