Drabble I . Making history
Couple/Family: Family
Genre: Humour/Family
Summary: The Oberoi men all have bones to pick (literally). [Set a year into the future RuVya have just gotten married]
Writer: Innika.
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Rudra gulped, as he waited at the breakfast table, alongside his whole family. It had only been two days since he had gotten married, and apparently, he was already about to be subjected to torture. It was the day of Bhavya's rasoi rasam, and as far as he had been told, in all of Oberoi history, that hadn't worked out in favour of any Oberoi man.
In fact, the men of the household had spent the whole morning describing it torturously, to him.
"Annika made paneer butter masala for me, twice. The first time she did, my stomach cried itself to sleep. The second time, I couldn't get out of the bathroom for six hours. Shivaay smirked, clapping his brother on the back. Beside him, his wife rolled her eyes, before jabbing him in the ribs with her elbow.
"Don't you worry, Rudra! Bhavya will ace this. And plus, unlike my dearest husband, you'll appreciate her, nonetheless! Annika reached over to squeeze her brother-in-law's brawny shoulders, giving her husband her a simpering smile as she did.
"Hey, I ate the whole bloody bowl for you "Shivaay started, but Tej cut in to the conversation, to prevent a war breaking out.
It's okay, Shivaay! Jhanvi didn't even cook for me she went straight to the bar, and mixed up a pina colada for me! He claimed gleefully, intelligently avoiding his wife's glare, and joining in with his brother's appreciative chuckle.
"Bhai Saab, at least you got something to eat! Pinky sent me some prasad from the jagrataah that she was on, as her pehli rasoi! It was couriered a week after the fact! Shakti added, but quietened down when his wife narrowed her eyes at him, mutinously.
"That's just it, Shakti Ji! You don't appreciates me! You never have! Pinky snapped at him, before high-fiving Annika behind Shivaay's back. Both women stifled their giggles as they watched the Shakti Singh Oberoi shake his head, furiously.
"Of course not, Pinky! The prasad w-was good, you know! Shakti tried to revise, but the image of the mouldy barfis kept floating around in his head.
"Well Rudra, Bhavya cannot be worse than Gauri was! She crushed glucose biscuits into everything she cooked, including the daal. I ended up taking some of Dadi's diabetes medicine to make sure I wasn't hospitalized! Omkara grinned wildly, as he recalled the fiasco that had been Gauri's rasoi rasam.
"Omkara Ji! His wife shrieked in annoyance, pouting even as Om laughed at her. Daadi reached over to pat her hand, as she announced her own story.
"On my rasoi rasam, your Dada Ji cooked for me! And I must say, he was a lovely cook! She chuckled, as she watched the table practically shake with awe.
"No way. Tej and Shakti chorused, and the younger generation of Oberoi's nodded alongside them. The eldest matriarch of the Oberoi household merely grinned toothily.
"Let's just say Rudra, brace yourself! Tej bellowed, and soon, the family was laughing at Rudra's expense. So caught up in the hilarity of the situation, they didn't realise what had happened until Bhavya walked into the main room and let out a shriek.
Because, as it appeared, Rudra Singh Oberoi had run away.
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Posted a random one that I had floating around! To all the writers in the index, feel free to post some of yours when you have the chance as well. Just drop me a PM so I can add the story to the main index :)
Edited by Innika. - 8 years ago