Hey there all the lovely people!!
Me is baaacck with another OS to fight of the Monday blues - - blues that are bad not us blues (me and Ice) 😆 okay lame jokes apart. Here is my latest piece of insanity. Hope you all like it.
OS : The Recipe
Uma turned over to her side and his hand went searching for her, his hand running over the cold sheets, a line of annoyance came over his face... why was Kanak's side cold, his hand ventured further north and came in contact with a piece of paper. His eyes flew open, he grabbed the note and read "overnight trip with friends will be back tomorrow Morning... I can see the lines creasing your face, I told you ages ago about the plan... take care n enjoy - how could he enjoy without her, he grunted with annoyed acceptance and lay back on the pillow again and closed his eyes. A minute later his eyes flew open with a wicked twinkle, he sat up and rubbed his hands together evilly - he was up for the challenge she had thrown at him months ago... now was the time and opportunity to gather arms and set an ambush for her, he chuckled.
He looked through her cupboard, things and books... everything was a mess, his fingers itched to arrange and fold the clothes that fell out entangled in each other, at first he shamelessly picked up the gathered ball and stuffed it back, just like Kanak had done several times... but when he was about to close the door, his conscience got the better of him... he threw everything out and neatly folded back each piece of garments, inhaling her smell from it, hugging it at times. He looked at the watch as he closed the doors, Time had flown by but he smiled at the work he had managed to do. He still had to track down her recipe book, he had seen her writing tips, notes, recipes in it often... but where was the prized treasure, he wondered. He had even arranged her books by the time his gaze fell on his side of the book, something was odd about it... at last hidden in plain sight was the treasure, he laid the notebook on the table and flipped it open carefully, his eyes cringed at her tiny scribes, but it had secrets of the delicacies she made day in and out... and amidst everything mouthwatering he has to locate her secret "tea... he rubbed his forehead reading page after page, the ingredients were simple, the techniques complex...he smiled at her image of being in the kitchen... and finally he came across the tea, it was labeled clear and different than others. She had challenged him to make tea like her, now he would surprise her...He memorized the ingredients and directions and kept the notebook from where he had extracted it.
He brewed pot after pot, he called Suman over to have it tasted... he knew she would give the harshest of judgement. He presented her with cup from his 10th attempt. Suman sipped and gracefully kept the cup down, she smiled at him, she had been worried initially when he called her home suddenly and then she was pleasantly surprised that her brother was learning to make tea. "So What do you think?? Uma asked impatiently. "There in the cabinet under the skin, Kanak bhabhisa keeps Rat poison, that would be better than this, she gave her scathing feedback. "You stay there I will get you poison, he replied back irritated and Suman showed him her tongue. He read the recipe again mentally, Unable to figure out what was going wrong. He closed his eyes and imagined Kanak making tea... one thing was clear anything Kanak made was ethereal because her love and passion were added in equal quantities... he tried again and again till he got his own version that neared her set bar. Suman ran away stating that tea was causing acidity but he was getting there. He smiled at his success, now all he had to do was wait for Kanak. He went prowling through the house, arranging things, the way Kanak had taken over his life and house was evident, things shifted and moved...more colorful and lively.
Kanak unlocked with her set of keys and stepped inside... she tiptoed inside, wanting to surprise Uma, she was home that day itself... she was upset that the trip was cancelled but she was happy to be back home. The home looked different, it was messed up with perfection... things were as she had them, but they stood out neat and orderly. Uma had been busy today, she mused as she looked around for him. She looked at her watch it was time for his meditation, she would sneak up on him... she smiled wickedly and ran swiftly and quietly towards the courtyard, she stopped he wasn't there, "where are you Uma? She muttered to herself, hanging her head in disappointment, the day was not going her way... she turned to go back into her room dejectedly, she bumped into him... he had been standing behind her. Her face lit up, eyes twinkled and she hugged him and he held her back... he picked her up and twirled her around, and she laughed, "how did you know I was back? She asked. "You live here, he pointed to his heart, and I know when you are home, he replied. She smiled and hid her face in his chest.
"Okay you must be tired being out all day, go get fresh he pushed her towards the bathroom... she was about to pull the door close when he added "I will make tea and left the room. She stood rooted to her place, she knew what he had been upto all day... he had finally found the recipe... it's not the recipe that matters in the end but the effort and commitment, the passion and love added gives the final moment of truth. She shook her head and went out to follow him, to watch him create his version...
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