Cute or Crazy ?
"Tarika !" I heard my name called out while I was struggling to get out of the bed. Lazy weekend.Subtle sounds of cooking filtered from the kitchen. Oh wait ! What the hell was he doing in the kitchen ?
"What you upto ? You don't belong there. That's my department" I responded in my sleepy voice, a little louder though.
"Come here. Help me with something" He said further.
"Fine. Wait." I got out from the bed and walked into the kitchen.
There he was. Down on one knee. With his left hand asking for my hand and the other hand had a plate with an Aloo Parantha in it. Wait. What ?
"You know I told you once, I'll learn cooking after marriage. All I could cook was maggi until now. I know I'm still a beginner, but this is from me for you. It's our first valentine's week after marriage, and today is supposed to be Propose Day. So ya ! Mm...I love you !"
I stood there, blushing, smiling sort of an emotional flood. I was definitely clean bowled. Was this the cutest proposal ever ? Or probably the craziest ? Hell yeah !
That was probably the best Aloo Parantha I've ever had.
A/N : Written from Tarika's Point of View.