“Keerthi, No way i Could grant you to leave office early.Its my order, young lady. Today is the last day for our submission. ” left the project leader, putting already tensed Keerthi into a bigger stress.
Already its 5 pm. Train carrying the most critic In-laws, who once demanded their daughter in law to be a house wife and focus only on cooking heavenly delicious foods, wil reach at 8pm. Three hours to go and Keerthi is still racing from desk to desk to complete her project in Infosys. 6 months back she wedded her childhood sweetheart Irfan, thwarting all the social and family hurdles. A brahmin girl, a muslim guy and their sweet little love story.
But today she is insanely nervous as her in-laws are coming her home for the first time after their marriage and they had ordered to be served with her handmade Biriyani. Even Irfan had asked her to return early. Being breathless from her pounding heart and thrusting pulse, she texts Irfan “ very badly stuck in work honey. wil make my best to reach soon. ” and started praying, “God ! Please make the time freeze for some hours !”
7.45 pm. Putting a sudden rude brake to the car, she kicked the gate and ran to the door. But before even the door gets opened, A white taxi blew a gaudy horn and stopped near the gate. Her heart skipped a beat. She turned. Before she faints to the floor, Irfan opened the door and pulled her along to greet the in-laws at the gate. Both touched their feet and took them inside.
“what wil they think ? what shall i serve them? wil they leave in anger? what irfan would be thinking? why does this happen to me? why God is so mischief? ….” billions of such thoughts were killing Keerthi mad.
15 minutes passed.
Keerthi was just spying the plastic bags thrown in the bin, came Irfan’s voice “ Mom Dad ! Come on. Keerthi’s yummy biriyani is awaiting you. ” He smiled and winked at keerthi to serve the plates. Delighted in-laws start relishing the fuming hot biriyani. “Oh ! What a smell” said Senior Khan saab taking the first spoon. Happy, anxious and surprised eyes of keerthi were thanking Irfan, for the parcels he has got from the near by restaurant, through her gratitudeful calm smiles. Naughty eyes of irfan wink again. Breaking the silent conversation of their eyes, comes a shocking voice “ Dear! Just to make sure that i am not fooled, i have got a biriyani parcel from the near by hotel to compare with my daughter in law’s hand made delicious biriyani ” from the mother in law with a wicked witchy smile on her face. She unwrapps the parcel. Shocked and dumbstruck keerthi balances herself from re-fainting and tries keeping the floor still from slipping below her feet ! She awaits the biggest insult of her life and closes her eyes.
“Wow ! Mind blowing taste Keerti. Am so sorry i doubted you. This Restaurant one is pathetic. But In fact your Biriyani mimics mine. Proud of you my dear. The best daughter in law i could ever ask for. ” says her mother in law with a hundred watt smile.
Happy inlaws leave to rest.
She unwraps the hugging hand of Irfan and while putting ointment to his burnt fingers, she asks with tearful eyes ,“ Why did you cook?” He hugs tighter and whispers, “when it comes to my wife’s respect, i can cook my whole life.”
She cries and smiles. He smiles and winks.
He teases “ Dear Wifey, i know… Am the best husband “. Blowing air to his burnt fingers he repeats, “But am a strict project leader too, young lady !”
Pinching his tummy, The proud wife winks.
– Dr. Rajkumar Patra