After being in a relationship for two years, they tied the knot. They had known that they would be spending the rest of their lives together in their very first meeting.

In the initial days of their relationship, he often spent his nights lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling and imagining their future and visualising playing with their kids, being the good dad. 

And now, as he lived his imagination, no matter how much he loved Swayam, his dearest one and a half year old son, changing his nappy and washing his little bum was much more annoying than he had imagined it to be. Well, he didn't really imagine washing his son's bum, changing his nappy and the likes, but he didn't have a choice after his wife divorced him to marry a wealthy man. 

He never regretted it. In fact, he was glad because she didn't keep him in the dark, glad because she didn't cheat on him. He firmly believed in the saying 'Everything happens for a reason' and he knew that she left him because he deserved better, but for now, he was happy to have Swayam in his life. And irrespective of how he had to spend sleepless nights taking care of his one and a half year old son, he loved his little bundle of joy, and the fact that he was a father. He was living his dream. The dream of being a good father.