Are you kidding me?

Hello there! How was your weekend? Mine was the usual weekend where we get up late in the morning, have our breakfast for lunch, have lunch in the evening, take a mini nap on the couch and then a late night dinner with a movie. But all that indisciplined routine, as some may call it, changes the moment the alarm starts ringing early morning on a Monday and I get up from my bed wishing the weekend wasn’t over yet. However, I get to write everyday for the rest of the week and that’s something that will give me the will to get up from the bed.

If you are not aware, I’m a highly complicated non-vegetarian. I don’t eat eggs in fact I stopped eating chicken for the past couple of months. Every other meat that’s there in this world is something I’ve never tasted and would like to keep it that way. Except for fish, I’ve them occasionally on weekends. Is fishitarian a word? It’s not like I eat everything under the seafood category either, in fact most of them I don’t! Yup, I’m that boring person.  Anyway, even though I’m very picky and particular about my food, Bigshot on the other hand will eat anything that moves. That’s the only thing we don’t agree with each other. One time we went for a trip where there was a live whale show happening and all he could think was how delicious that whale would be. I know, I was disturbed too at first, but this has been a frequent occurrence, so I have moved on. Because I don’t cook anything other than chicken in our household and because he doesn’t try to cook anything at all, I take him out once in a while to restaurants where he can eat whatever he wants.

Yesterday, therefore, we decided to have our lunch date at an Indian Restuarant and as we reached the restaurant pretty late, it was crowded and there was a huge buffet queue. Being a regular customer there, we  were asked whethere we would like to sit in the bar to have our lunch instead of waiting, and without a second thought we said yes, because why not! The only problem with the bar chairs was that it’s almost always taller than you and for regular people it’s easy to climb on and not even a problem. But people like me, who are hardly 5’2, has to wrestle with those chairs to get on top of it. So after struggling to climb on my Mt. Bar Chair and finally sitting on it, I swore in my head not to get up till the end. So when Bigshot left in between to get some more food, I asked him to get me chicken gravy if he hasn’t tried it out. What he didn’t think was that I was looking from my seat where the buffet counter was near to me and I had clearly seen him taking mutton curry in a bowl. For a second I thought it’s for him and decided to concentrate on the sassy Bollywood number playing on the television right next to us. What I didn’t expect was for him to return immediately with that same bowl and tell me “here, it’s the chicken curry” with a small smirk on his face. I wouldn’t even have noticed that smile he was trying to hide if I hadn’t seen him in the scene.

“Is that chicken curry?” I asked, without trying to sound too suspicious.

“Yes! That’s chicken curry.” He replied and by now it was getting hard for him to not control his face.

“That’s mutton curry Vinod!” I made a statement.

“Whaaaaaaaaaaaa! It is??” He turned his head as if in shock and looked at the buffet counter only to act even more surprised after glancing at the buffet card in front of the dish. The whole act could have been played better by a 5-year-old.

“Are you trying to make me eat mutton?”

“I thought if you eat it just once, maybe you would like it.”
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“So you tried to trick me into eating something I’m not comfortable with?”

I don’t remember his answer to that question but all I know is that we had our fight immediately after we got inside the car. Bigshot declared his defeat and didn’t talk much while I continued to rub on his face the fact that he messed up. By the time we reached half-way to our house, he asked,

“What if you hadn’t seen me take it, would you have still guessed it was mutton? Maybe you would have loved it”.

“I don’t care if it tastes like heaven, it’s an emotional thing I’ve told you before and yes, I can know whether it’s mutton or not!”

As he soon regretted asking that question, he slowly turned his car to the direction of a shopping mall, where there are answers to everything in your life. 😀

P.S He bought more stuff than I did from the mall.

P.P.S He’s never making me eat mutton again. 😛

Have a good day/night everyone 🙂