Mehul entered Nitya's room to find his little katze under the duvet, having covered herself completely up to her chin and waiting for him. He walked towards her and sat beside her, asking "Okay, so tell me: which story do you want to listen to?"
"Huh! That's tough." Nitya sighed dramatically and then continued. "Dada, can I ask you a question?"
"Of course, Nikku! You can always ask me whatever you want to."
"Why do you care for me so much?"
Mehul looked at his sister with concern. 'Why was she asking such type of questions at this time? What was going on in that little brain of hers?"
"What happened, Nikku? Why are you asking such a pointless question?"
"Dada, tell me na. You only love me because I am related to you by blood, isn't it so? Otherwise you also might end up hating me!" She completed her sentence with a sigh, her eyes cast downward.
