Part 64 Cupid Vegetable
After a while, Khushi came downstairs with Arnav to have breakfast. Nani and Anjali silently had breakfast not questioning their late arrival. Arnav left the dining after finishing breakfast. He didn't forget to throw a content glance at Khushi before leaving the place. That LOOK meant, COME TO OUR ROOM.
Nani slowly started,
"What happened, Khushi bitiya, you woke up late?"
Khushi stopped eating. her mind worked fast to give a suitable answer.
"We were discussing the next movie music notes, Naniji" she managed to lie.
Nani's face lost its charms. She looked at Anjali who was also in the same state. Khushi washed her hand.
"Naniji, Arnavji is in the recording room... we are going for a rehearsal ..."
"You can go, bitiya" Nani said.
Khushi walked to the recording room as they TRULY had to discuss the music notes.
Nani leaned towards Anjali,
"I know my grandson is a useless fellow. We have to do something immediately" Nani said seriously.
She saw HP going to the market.
"Hari Prakash..."
"Jee, Naniji?"
"Bring DRUMSTICKS for lunch"
"Ok, Naniji" HP left.
Nani spilled a wicked smile at Anjali who didn't understand anything.
"Do you know the magic of DRUMSTICK?" Nani asked whispering.
Anjali nodded no.
"No one could CONTROL their feelings if they had drumsticks"
Anjali raised her brows, like, really?
"Yes, it has a special feature of PROVOKING"
Anjali folded her lip.
"Today, I'm going to make drumstick curry for Arnav"
"We can give it to Khushi too..." Anjali suggested.
"No no... what if it doesn't work on Arnav but only on Khushi? Poor girl's condition will become miserable" Nani felt sad for Khushi literally.
Anjali chuckled.
"Yeah, my grandson is a special DESIGN. We can't assure anything about him... such a stony guy he is..." Nani said.
"But, didn't you notice, Khushi is in his room only"
"Yeah, didn't your sister say, they were discussing musical notes?" Nani sighed.
"Does drumstick really work?"
"No doubt... it's a cupid vegetable." Nani said.
"Really?" Anjali laughed.
"Let me show the power of drumstick to my grandson today"
"Poor him" Anjali chuckled.
HP brought drumsticks from the market. Nani boiled it with limited water. Scraping its flesh, she collected them all together. Making it a gravy with only drumstick flesh, she applied it in rotties and rolled it. She asked HP to prepare some random gravy for others.
*The cupid gravy is ready* Nani said within.
"Hari Prakash, go and call Chotte and Khushi for lunch"
"Jee Maji"
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