" Thankyou Bhiya and bhabhi ...ab aaplog jao" he waved a bye to them and shifted a bit away from back support to reach near to food so that he could enjoy his food all by himself.
" nhiii" both the owners growled in unison giving him a small but sharp jolt enough to bring him out of his happy thoughts.
His happiness knew no bounds when he had successfully coaxed each other about their culinary skills and later a challenge was declared. To add this he found Omkara not at home and he would be the only onle to judge it.Without giving much thoughts to consequences he had been wondering all about the dishes he would relish .
" tum taste karke bataoge...kiski dish best hai...mere kale chane ya inke angrezi salad" she grimaced at shivay's dish.
" Oh please.!!..Its not salad...Its Ratatouille...a famous french dish" he corrected with proper french accent.
"Salad me namak aur mirchi powder daal dene se wo koi dish nhi ban jati...meri to raita bhi isse achha dikhta h" she bragged holding her head high in pride.
He opened his mouth to explain about the food then he dropped the idea saying " chodo tum nhi samjhogi"
" haa...aap hi samjhoge...Angrez chale gye par apna bawarchi chod gye" she taunted and turned to Rudra who was confused which dish to taste first.
"Tumhe mere aaloo puri ki kasam...aaj tum sach bologe" she slide her plate to the centre to give him a better approach to dish.
Rudra picked up a spoon and dipped it inside the chana. Before he could scoop out Shivay replaced the dish with his one by a quick thrust. Rudra left with empty spoon and not a single grain in it.
" Tumhare oily aaloo puri kha kha ke uske dole nhi dhol dikhne lage h..dekho tound nikal aye h uske" he pointed to his tummy to which rudra breathed in sharply and voluntarily drew in his stomach.
" eat this Ratatouille...healthy for you" shivay handed him a fork.
Rudra nodded and before he could even take a look on it was again replaced.
" mere aaloo puri se uske tound nikal gye...toh aap ke raat-me-talli khane se kausa wo zero figured kareena kapoor ban jayega" Anika laughed and Rudra joined her..but very next moment he imagined himself in a bikini dancing on song CHALIYA and all his smile vanished.
" For god sake its RATATOUILLE ..not raat me talli...and its much healthier than your puri chana aloo " he snapped frustrated of her pronunciations
"kachhe Ghash ..phuss ...khane se agar log healthy ho jate toh ...hathi itna mota nhi hota ...slim figured giraffe hota"
"What kind of logic is this" he looked pissed off.
"Mera logic hai...aapko samajh nhi ayega" she waved and signed a NO.
" O aap kaha ho...please mujhe bacha lo" Rudra murmured shutting his eyes praying to angels and opened his eyes wishing Om to pop out from somewhere and rescue him. But no Angel listened to him.
For next fifteen minutes he kept glancing helplessly at Shivay and Anika and then to the dishes that were constantly in motion...getting replaced by each other every now and then. And he could do nothing but holding a spoon and waiting for them to come in halt
" achha ...aapko kya pata mere chane ke bare me...bade bade partiyon me bade bade log ungliyan chat te reh jate h" Anika turned fully to face shivay and looked straight in his eyes.
"Obviously... Tum bade bade logo ko chote chote chammach nhi dogi toh ungliyan hi chattenge na" shivay pulled a face.
" apna dish dekho...shuru hote hi khatm ho jata hai...naam to aise rakha h jaise queen Victoria ke liye chappan bhog bana ho...unche naam kachhe pakwaan"
" Ohk fine...Rudra will decide that" he gritted tired of explaining .
Anika agreed and they turned to Rudra but discovered an empty chair...Neither of the dishes were present.
They gave a fuming look to each other and went on a hunt for Rudra..
At the end of the day they found their empty plates inside Rudra's closet with a thankyou card saying " Rudra jab bhuka hota h to sare dishes best hote hai!!".
Hello all!!
Thiya here..
Again with a crazy imagination...
After watching yesterday's episode...this popped in my mind..
So how was it??
I apologize if it was not interesting...
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