It was the moment she dreaded most.
Sita looked around the house, her husband still in bed, she remembered all the wedding festivities the night before. Married life would be so different, so real. Will she be able to pull it off?
It was easy earlier... ordering food from outside or dining out. He hardly noticed it. It was all so hunky dory.
But how the hell would she bluff him now?
She stood gingerly outside the kitchen cabinets. Her nightmare lay inside.
Her head spun at the thought of him discovering her secret. She couldn't cook to save her life!
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There's always ready meals
ReplyDeleteLovely microfiction!
ReplyDeleteSounds like the opening line of a great new novel. :)
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the real world!
ReplyDeleteAnd...marriage begins!
ReplyDeleteDear Nandini,
ReplyDeleteA cooking class perhaps? And there are frozen dinners. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Good story! They say necessity is the mother of invention. I think she's about to sink or learn how to swim!
ReplyDeletethanks so much @everyone
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