~~~~~~~~~~Harini~~~~~~~~~~
I am now in Chennai to attend the marriage of my other cousin who had a meet with her fiancé in the mall last time.
I searched for Vikram Sir to be found anywhere just like the previous marriage function. Sadly he was nowhere to be seen. I felt disappointed. Though I am seeing him daily in college, I expected his presence unknowingly here.
I don't even know if he is Chennai today. Ignoring the thoughts about him for the moment I concentrated on the celebrations.
We decided to cut cake for their reception and went out to buy it from the nearby cake shop. We could have ordered it via online. But I suggested going out to buy it rather than online.
Only on occasions like these, I get to travel around Chennai. Myself, my bro and 1 other cousin went to the cake shop by walk which was in the next street to the marriage hall.
We looked for the available cakes and the price. Deciding on the quantity and flavor, we finally turned to the salesperson to get a takeaway order for the same.
"anna we need Butterscotch 1 kg " my bro gave the order.
"Butterscotch we don't have. Red velvet, Black forest and other flavours over there are available" he showed us the fridge containing the half kg cakes.
We turned to ourselves and discussed about the flavours, when I heard someone say Butterscotch again.
I turned around and looked at the salesperson nodding his head saying he will bring it.
"Anna.. did not you say you don't have butterscotch?" I asked the salesperson
The person beside me looked at me. I ignored him and awaited the answer of the salesperson.
"Madam its a preordered one. They have ordered it in the morning already."
Sensing my questioning look , the salesperson continued further. " We have high demand for that flavour today. 4 cakes of same flavour already sold out. So we don't have butterscotch." he replied and walked to the kitchen to get the cake.
"Butterscotch illaya??? appa.. enaku adhan venum" heard the crying voice of a kid beside the person who preordered the cake.
(I want only butterscotch)
"dei.. don't cry.. its.." his Father started.
But I cut him off before he pacified his kid "hey there is only one butterscotch cake available in this shop. And I am going to take that as you are crying. Crying boys does not deserve butterscotch" I teased that kid. My bro laughed at me for playing with that kid.
"no.. appaa. I want it. Get it for us. Chittappa likes butterscotch only. " he cried again shik shaking the pant's of his Father. The loud voice this kid has is something, that could break the eardrums of all the person in this shop currently.
"Statue" I showed my two fingers at the kid to stop him from crying. He froze on the spot with the same position clutching the pant of his Father.
"enna satham. enna adam. butterscotch kadayadhuna kadayadhu.. avlo dhan..purnijudha?" I strictly warned him with a serious look showing my index finger at him.
(what a noise your are making. You don't get butterscotch . Understand?)
His eyes were rolling left and right.
"ei.. cheating" I pointed out at the kid who showed a puppy face.
"Release" I said and he became relaxed.
"app.." he started again and I made him freeze on the spot with my command. I came to tickle him again and he shouted in high pitch. I too got in to the fun mode and screamed high bringing my fingers to tickle him.
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