Dear Readers, you may notice the dates of the Blog do not match the Flash Post dates which are in real time. The blog was written in 2009 and saw the light of day 6 months back when my younger daughter discovered it and decided to bring it to you here.
January 31. “Can we go straight to our story-telling?”

January 31. “Can we go straight to our story-telling?”

“Why not?”

“Your turn.”

“No, it’s yours.”

Pia and Pandit passed out of school with flying colours. Both joined the same college and, before they knew it, had passed out of college too with very good percentages. B

By this time, their relationship was known to all their friends. Hearing her gush over Pandit very often, Pia’s mother asked her one evening—It seems you’re in love with Pandit. Aren’t you?

I think I am, answered Pia. B

Their families met over dinner one evening and the possibility of the two getting married was eventually brought up.

There were eight people seated on that table and as Pandit was about to ask for Pia’s hand in marriage, an aaaaaachoooooooo tickled Pandit’s nostrils as he unleashed not one but 5 on all those gathered for dinner. Pia was the only one who knew how to handle that aaaaaachoooooooo as she ducked. All the remaining 7 were left wiping either their faces or hair as they offered Pandit their napkins. B

You’ve caught a bad cold, son. Can I get you some hot tea?

Pia giggled her guts out this time as she told her family about the man who had aaaaaachoooooooo…ed his way into her life. B

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