Sunlight slipped into the living room. ☀️
Soft. Patient. Unannounced.
Like it didn't want to scare anyone awake. 🌿
Laddu walked out of his room.
Messy hair.
Oversized T-shirt hanging like surrender. 😴
Sleep still clung to his face.
Eyes half-open.
Soul somewhere between yesterday and now. 🌫️
He looked, unmistakably,
like a princess who had survived
a long emotional war and forgot the crown. 👑
He yawned.
Stretched once.
Bones cracking like old arguments. 😮💨
Then quietly, without drama,
he pulled a mat from the corner.
The blue one nobody used. 🧺
The family froze.
Collectively.
Like a pause button had been hit. ⏸️
Laddu spread the mat carefully.
Edges aligned.
Respectful, almost ceremonial. 🧘♂️
He sat down.
Cross-legged.
Back straight without effort. 🪑
Closed his eyes.
Inhaled.
Exhaled. 🌬️
And started yoga.
Not the showy kind.
The survival kind. 🫀
Slow breathing.
Deliberate posture.
Palms together like a promise. 🙏
Complete silence.
No jokes.
No commentary. 🤫
Family Reaction (in whispers 👀)
Maya blinked.
"…Is this Laddu?" 😳
The cousin leaned forward.
"He woke up like a Disney heroine
and chose inner peace." 🧚♀️
Candy gasped softly.
"He's not joking." 😨
Father adjusted his glasses.
"This is new." 👓
Mother watched closely.
Eyes sharp, not afraid.
"He's regulating himself." 🧠
Ben lay down near the mat.
Tail still.
Copying the calm like a disciple. 🐕
Laddu moved into a stretch.
Hair falling into his face.
Completely unbothered. 🌀
Maya whispered,
"I feel like we should apologize to the room." 😬
Candy nodded seriously.
"Yoga Laddu is scary." 😱
Mochi 🌙
Mochi stood quietly near the doorway.
Didn't interrupt.
Didn't smile. 🚪
She just watched him breathe.
In.
Out. 🌬️
For the first time in days,
he wasn't performing.
Wasn't teasing. 🎭
Wasn't resisting.
He was choosing balance.
On his own. ⚖️
Mother leaned toward Mochi and whispered,
"This is good." 🤍
Mochi nodded.
"Yes." 🌱
Laddu opened one eye mid-pose.
"…Why are you all staring
like I'm about to float?" 👀
Maya replied instantly,
"Because this is character development." 📖
He closed his eye again.
"Let me heal." 🧘♂️
The family relaxed.
No laughter.
No pushing. 😌
Because sometimes,
the loudest change
arrives quietly. 🌤️
On a yoga mat.
With messy hair.
And a decision to stay present. 🧠
The Incident 🪳⚡
Laddu was mid-pose.
Breathing slow.
Soul healing. 🌿
Then—
He opened one eye.
And saw it. 👁️
A cockroach.
Unblinking.
Judgmental. 🪳
Ancient.
Confident.
Disrespectful. 😐
Laddu froze.
"…No," he whispered. 🚫
The cockroach moved.
Just a little.
Enough. 🫠
Laddu screamed.
"AAAAAA—" 😱
He lifted his leg to smash it.
Missed the cockroach.
Hit the broken switch. ⚡
ZAP.
The house exploded.
Reality cracked. 💥
"LADDU—!"
"WHAT—!"
"NO—!" 😨
His entire body stiffened.
Hair stood straight up
like a science experiment. 🧪
One sock flew off.
Physics cried.
A tiny puff of smoke escaped his mouth. 💨
He fell backward onto the mat.
Flat.
Silent. 🪦
For half a second.
Then—
"WHY IS GOD LIKE THIS,"
Laddu croaked. 🙏
The cockroach calmly walked away.
Victorious.
Legendary. 👑
Family Reaction 🚨
Maya screamed,
"I TOLD YOU YOGA WAS DANGEROUS." 🗣️
Candy ran in circles.
"HE'S DEAD.
HE'S ALIVE.
HE'S DEAD AGAIN." 🔄
Father shouted,
"TURN OFF THE POWER!" ⚠️
Mother rushed forward.
"DON'T TOUCH HIM—
WAIT— NOW TOUCH HIM—" 😵💫
Ben barked at the switch.
Like it personally offended him. 🐕🦺
Mochi reached Laddu first.
Hands gentle.
Voice steady. 🤍
"Laddu!"
She grabbed his face carefully.
"Are you okay?" 😟
His hair was still standing.
He blinked.
"…I tasted electricity." ⚡
Maya stared.
"Why is there smoke?" 😐
Laddu coughed lightly.
"A little came out of my mouth," he said calmly.
"Is that normal?" 😶
"No," the cousin replied.
"That is not normal." 🚫
Candy pointed dramatically.
"THE COCKROACH WON." 🪳🏆
Aftermath 🫗
Laddu slowly sat up.
Hair wild.
Eyes unfocused. 😵
"I tried to be peaceful," he said.
"The universe chose violence." 🌩️
Mochi pressed a glass of water into his hands.
"Drink." 🥛
He drank.
Then looked at her.
"…Did I scream?" 😐
"Yes," Mochi replied.
"Like a princess." 👑
He nodded.
"Consistent branding." 💅
Mother sighed deeply.
"Next time," she said,
"kill the cockroach with a slipper." 👡
Laddu lay back on the mat.
"I will never do yoga again," he declared. 🙅♂️
Maya crossed her arms.
"Character development cancelled." ❌
The family laughed.
Not because it was funny.
But because he was okay. 😂
Messy.
Electrocuted.
Dramatic. 🎭
But very much himself again.
The Shift 🌑
Laddu stayed on the sofa.
Eyes closed.
Breathing slow. 😌
Then it hit him.
Fragments.
Voices. 🧠
His own words from yesterday.
Selfies.
The tone that wasn't his. 📱
The laughter.
The loss of control.
The drift. 🌊
His stomach twisted.
Hard.
Sudden. 🤢
He sat up.
Ran.
Bare feet. 🏃♂️
Bathroom door slammed.
The house heard it.
Then the sound. 🚪
Violent retching.
Again.
Again. 🤮
Family Reaction 😰
Maya jumped up.
"Oh no."
Candy froze.
"He's sick." 😢
Mother rushed forward then stopped.
"Don't crowd him." 🛑
Mochi stood closest.
Pale.
"Laddu?" she called softly. 🤍
Another round.
Worse.
Longer. 🤮
The cousin whispered,
"This is bad."
Father already had his phone out.
"I'm calling the doctor." 📞
Doctor 🩺
The doctor arrived quickly.
Checked pulse.
Checked eyes. 👨⚕️
Quiet questions behind a closed door.
Time passed.
Too slow. ⏳
He stepped out.
Mother didn't breathe.
"What happened?"
The doctor spoke carefully.
"He's not reacting to today."
"He's reacting to yesterday." 🧠
Silence.
"He did many things," the doctor continued,
"that he fundamentally hates."
"Loss of agency.
Loss of identity." ⚠️
Mochi's chest tightened.
"His body remembered before his mind did,"
"So now it's purging." 🧬
Maya whispered,
"That's horrifying." 😨
Mother asked, trembling,
"Is he okay?"
"Yes," the doctor replied.
"And officially—"
He paused.
"His 'girl phase' is over."
"Neurologically and hormonally."
"He's back to baseline." ✅
Father exhaled hard.
Candy whispered,
"So… normal?"
The doctor nodded.
"Normal.
But shaken." 🌱
Mochi swallowed.
"Can I see him?"
"Yes," the doctor said.
"He needs grounding, not questions." 🤍
Bathroom 🚿
Laddu sat on the floor.
Back against the tub.
Face pale. 🫠
Eyes clear.
Too clear.
Painfully aware. 👁️
Mochi knelt beside him.
Didn't touch.
"I'm here." 🤍
He nodded weakly.
"I remember everything," he said hoarsely.
"And I hated it." 💔
Mochi didn't defend.
Didn't explain.
She stayed. 🧘♀️
That was enough.
Living Room — After 🌙
The family gathered quietly.
No jokes.
No relief.
Maya wiped her eyes.
"That wasn't funny anymore."
Father nodded.
"That was his body screaming."
Mother folded her hands.
"We protect him now." 🛡️
Candy whispered,
"Welcome back, brother." 🧸
From the bathroom,
Laddu's voice came faint but steady.
"…I'm back." 🌱
Not triumphant.
Not dramatic.
Just real.
And for the first time since the accident,
the house wasn't reacting.
It was holding him again. 🤍