ShivIka OS : Cooked from the heart

Part One : Cooked from the heart

Darn it he was hungry...

Stupid car had to break down right in the middle of nowhere, smack in the middle between home and his meeting place. His fabulous beast of a machine, German engineering no less, succumbed to the very lowest of necessities.

Water.

The engine overheated and broke down in smoke. And all he could do, being him, Shivaay Singh Oberoi, at the moment, was make a phone call. Which he did. Angrily. Some people somewhere are rushing to get to him the soonest. Still, his time is being wasted.

Fed up and bored he started looking around the area. The trunk road was near a little village, evidently trucks and such stopped by this little eatery for sustenance.

Sustenance. Sounded good to him.

Although he was salivating for his favourite gourmet style cuisine, right now anything would do.

Grumpily he sat at a bench, and a waiter quickly came.

" Give me your special please..."

"Yes sir, to day we have special Biryani sir, Hyderabadi style, very good sir!"

"Whatever", he mumbled dismissively.

The waiter soon returned with a bottle of mineral water and a steaming little earthen pot and cutlery.

The smell reached his nostrils and flared. His palate was exquisitely refined to perfection. He spooned the rice and took a spoonful. Closing his eyes, he savoured the flavors and spices. The perfect way to cook a dish.

Cooked sincerely from the heart.

Forgetting manners, he heartily enjoyed the meal, even an admiring smile at the fabulous gem of an eating place in the middle of nowhere.

Taking a deep breath, he asked the waiter if he could speak with the cook. He was about to give him a glowing recommendation and get him out of this shack and into a proper business.

Discovered by Shivaay Singh Oberoi.. he too is capable of philanthropy.

Far away, he saw a woman, coming out to speak with the waiter.

Oh God. Not THAT woman. That horrid alley cat of a woman. Did she cook this with those gobar-flinging hands!? Ugh...

Shivaay back pedalled on his notions of philanthropy and left after leaving a 5000 rupee payment.

Deserving or not, she was a hell of a cook... he thought as he walked to his awaiting helicopter...

But not better than me... Shivaay Singh Oberoi...

wow...
i just loved it.
shivaay eating dhabe da biryani..
waah..

awesome... how many will come in dis series...ahaaa he loves d food very sweet

Haha so cute. But his ego is as big as ever.

Awww
nice one
do update next part soon

Yas! Yas! Yas! Anisa writing on my favourite couple in Ishqbaaz! *does a happy dance*

I'll be back on this one soon!

The best thing...Shivaay will actually do that if he finds he liked the food Anika cooked. I have a feeling the first thing in his mind would be her *gobbar hands*
You penned Shivaay's pov very well. It was like I was viewing a picture, I could follow each trail of his feelings and actions.
Very well written...Kudos to u.

-Niki

Its was very nyc...Shivaay Singh Oberoi leaving his ego...no way..

Hahahaha - totally loved it. Will be waiting for more - looking fwd to reading yr writing again.

I love this one!