Now that those naughty ones are occupied and the handsome one also has something to do...what should I make for a snack? It's his first time eating at home....should make something special.
So for snacks lets have jhaal muri...it's made with puffed rice. It's crunchy and tasty and my kids love it with chai...so it's for snack and for dinner...will make garlic naan and butter chicken masallah.
I have puffed rice at home. I chopped some onions, chillies, coriander leaves and some onions. I took puffed rice and chanachur in a big bowl, put everything together , sprinkled some mustard oil and gave it a good mix.
It never fails to bring old memories back. Those rainy days studying and eating jhal muri...those are like past if distant land...places where I cannot go back or maybe I wouldn't go back. I distributed the jhal muri equally and gave my kids their snacks.
" Hope you like it..." I said placing the bowl of jhal muri in front of my husband and then I took Arav from him...he couldn't eat with arav. I soaked some biscuits for Arav...and am currently feeding him that. The little guy loves eating his biscuits.
" Mishti....where is your bowl? " Adrik asked as soon as I sat down. He called me mishti....I know Bengali people lovingly giving each other a nickname and mishti means sweet...so he called me sweet...why is my heart so happy?
From ' that old fox ' or ' that sly thing ' or ' that nightmare ' I became mishti for someone...such a huge change for me. In my previous life my subordinates used to hate me...maybe that's why I ended that life so miserably. But here I got treated the way I wanted. My eyes almost teared up...I had to look at the other side to hide it.
" I am not that hungry husband.....by the way why did you call me mishti? " I asked him. I must know about it. " Mishti....I always call you that...you forgot? " he asked and here I want to say he didn't call the original owner that at all...but it's okay I was the one playing short term memory loss....with a doctor.
" sorry husband I forgot. " I confessed like....'oh dear forgot another thing ' and let the matter slide. He nodded like that's okay.
Adrik ( POV )
" Here husband holds him...I have to cook for dinner. " she said again handing Arav to me and leaving the room. Must say she has changed a lot. what changed her? Did she finally give in...thinking there is no way out and only I can support her? I don't know what's going on...guess I have to find out.
I never called her mishti....but her name trishna was not my favorite. It means thirst...almost like waiting for someone and I didn't like it. But now that she forgot a portion of her past...I am going to call her mishti. The period of wait is over...now that's my mishti.
As I dont have any other work and Arav took a nap after playing so long. I sat with my kids...they are trying to draw but their skills are not that developed yet. But purvi...her drawing is amazing. It's more than better for girls of her age...every line straight...and with every color pattern....her pictures speak volumes.
I am glad trishna....mishti bought her drawing materials. A delicious smell is roaming around the room...what is she cooking? smells soo good. Must say her cooking skills have developed....she cooks nice food now for us....hope it stays that way forever.
" Husband.." she called me from the kitchen. I really like when she calls me husband. I walked near the kitchen door. she arranged a basket and neatly closed the basket with a cloth.
" Yesss..." I answered her. " Can you send this food to my mother in law...she said father worked in the field all day....he should eat more to stay healthy. And I packed two buns for the morning....mother doesn't have to get up early to cook...she can eat it with father." she said handing me the basket.
" Alright..." I took the basket from her and started walking towards home. I hope my parents have not eaten already. My elder brother stays with my parents...he and his family take care of the house. And that's why I could separate from them easily.
Moreover it is my parents decision to make her more comfortable with me and looking at her now I think that was a good decision. She packed food for my parents, candies for my brothers children's and even they can taste little curry...she has sent enough. which surprised me. Hope they like it.
Trishna ( POV )
Mishti...that name ringing in my ear. I just loved it. I don't know why he lied but I liked my new name very well. I made naan, butter chicken masallah and yellow rice for dinner.
I have to really think about the sleeping situation...how will we sleep tonight?. He went to deliver food to his parents house. I feed Arav his food in the meantime. If he plays and exhaust himself now then it would be easy to put him to sleep.
Our recent sleeping situation is as such purvi sleeps with her brothers pradip and Akash. Arun and Arav sleep with me and we have a guests room...I think purvi will need her own room and we have to turn the guest room into her little room.
But for now I think I have to sleep in the guest room with Arav and Arun. why sleeping is such an issue. As I was thinking Adrik got home with a basket full of stuff.
" what did you bring? " I asked him taking a good look in the basket. It has a jar of pure ghee, a jar of mango pickles, cucumber and some eggs. " Bhabi ( sister -in -law ) has send it for the kids. " said Adrik.
soo sweet of her...I wonder why the original owner never talked with her. " Husband lets eat dinner. " I told him and he went out to wash his hands. well its a positive beginning and hope it stays like that.