A: Hi

B: Hello!

B: Hello! Hello! Are you there?

A: Hmmmmmmm!

B: What’s the matter? You don’t sound very enthusiastic? Anything the matter?

A: Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

B: For heaven’s sake…..what are you doing? Just hmmmmmmmmming away!

A: Standing in front of my open fridge….looking!

B: Looking for what?

A: Looking!

B: Sigh! I too am joining you……

A: What do you have?

B: A loaf of bread! Some cheese…….. 1 cucumber, a tomato.

A: I have eggplants….waaaahhhhhh!

B: Oh! My deepest sympathies.


A: What is that sound?

B: Alarm…5 PM…to remind me.

A: About what …LA Law!

B: Nah! That is in the night! No this is trigger to make me start planning.

A: Gosh! You are organised aren’t you?

B: So….what have you decided.

A: Not enthused….

B: Stir fry?

A: Nah! Am going to google

B: Find out what I can do with my stuff and Whatsapp.

A: Hah! Do it yourself…anyway…all you can do is a sandwich…do you have eggs…you can rustle up an omelet or scramble it…You can be adventurous and rustle up a masala omelet.

B: That would be omelet 4 days in a row…..I want change…Gandhiji said….be the change!

A: Gandhiji surely didn’t advocate eggs to be eaten. He would have wanted you to give up eggs…that’s the change he would be rooting for.

B: I have an idea…why don’t you make those eggplants and send them across.

A: I don’t want bread and eggs.

B: I wasn’t volunteering to make and send it across.

A: So…….I am supposed to cook and you enjoy the outcome….but you will not reciprocate.

B: Those days are done with…when I have to cook and you eat. Buzz off….(Switches off the mobile)

An hour later……Ringggggg….the intercom buzzes

B: Yes lobby security …what is it?

LS: Food delivery here Sir.

B: I didn’t order anything…it must be for somebody else……(yells) why don’t you people check before calling?

LS: Your flat number, your name Sir…

B: Not Sir, for heaven’s sake…..send them up.

LS: Okay

Ring goes the doorbell.

B opens the door

Salesman: Meals Ma’am! Ordered by Amit Sarma for you.

B signs and tips.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding chimes the clock!

Change(d) dinner plans!
This topic was suggested by Maria! I had to really beat around the bush to write something……

About padmum

You could call me Dame Quixote! I tilt at windmills. I have an opinion on most matters. What I don't have, my husband Raju has in plenty. Writer and story teller, columnist and contributer of articles, blogs, poems, travelogues and essays to Chennai newspapers, national magazines and websites, I review and edit books for publishers and have specialized as a Culinary Editor and contributed content, edited and collaborated on Cookbooks. My other major interest used to be acting on Tamil and English stage, Indian cinema and TV. I am a wordsmith, a voracious reader, crossword buff and write about India's heritage, culture and traditions. I am interested in Vedanta nowadays. I am now an Armchair traveller/opinionator/busybody!
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3 Responses to TWO HOURS TO DINNER..PN

  1. shackman says:

    Like me, you came up with something different and fun (well I hope mine is fun) – a nice display of your wrining skills


  2. rummuser says:

    I wish that you could see me ROTFL!


  3. Sakhi kannan says:

    Amazing truth prevails the chat so triggers whats further


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