"Some people make it so hard to hate them; others make it so hard to love them."
I put the pan on the stove, made tea. Meanwhile, I pressure cooked potatoes, peeled them and after cooling mashed them with salt, coriander and spices. I made round balls of dough and stuffed it with potato mash. I flattened out the rounds making crispy Parantha (oil baked desi bread).
"Hey, I will do it." Bhabhi impeded, coming inside.
"No, I am doing it. You please strain tea for everyone."
"Okay!" She did as told. Bhabhi was herself an interior designer but she left her job when Adi was born as she wanted to give her baby full attention and since then, she became full time housewife.
"Bhabhi, how many years of your marriage has completed?" I asked nonchalantly.
"Um...4 years. I mean, it's four running."
"Good!" I mumbled, thi
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