I was lying slukishly and had nothing to do . I saw my sister coming in the room with this really colorful; magazine I just yelled her name twice and after that hand me over that thing ( yes i take advantage of being the eldest and having a loud voice ) . I had no idea why i snatched it from her usually food magazines dont interest me i am not much of reader or into fancy magazines but yes i do like to look at colorful pictures WHAT ? we all do .
So i was flipping through the pages it was a food magazine and i was fasting and this was not a good idea but to my ingenious i came up with a good idea about making something from it in iftar i mean that would be nice as i am labelled as the kam chor naukar at my house and it would please mum a bit and make my further wishes of shopping a bit easier perhaps . ( we all have our special hidden intentions behind the things we do so please ) .
The name that caught my eye was american chop suey . The picture looked very tempting ( the recipe was easy ) so i decide to take it *sigh* though its always nice to work in a good kitchen with the apron and all just brings my feminine side out a bit .
After like an hour and more of cutting and mixing and cooking and adding half of the ingredients which weren't even included in the recipe i had finally made the chop suey with my own personal recipe ( no it didnot taste bad ) and after everyone ate up and i cleaned the kitchen( yes the extra job too for the buttering scheme i had planed earlier ) i started circling around my mum
''amma kal bazar chalein ?''
''kyn ? ab kiya chiye ?''
'' vo mein soch rae thi ke next week jo party hai uske liye le aun kuch chezain ''
'' oh te ye kam isliye ho ra tha , laage raho ''
what i forgot was that she was my mum but anyway my failed scheme was not that much of a failure i mean come on the chop suey was good and besides we all like covering up our failures with on thing or another .
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