. We reached home late in the evening. I was starving and I guess, so was Ansh. Ansh had suggested earlier to eat out in a good restaurant but I wanted to show off my cooking skills to him. And by cooking skills I mean...boiling water and putting some instant noodles to it and that's it...I considered myself a master-chef! Danish was surprisingly nowhere to be seen .It seemed weird to me as he never left the house without reporting to Ansh.
"How's the noodles?" I was excited as hell. This was the first time I had made something for someone other than my drunk friends and always high boyfriends.
"It's just instant noodles...where could you have probably gone wrong!" Ansh put a spoon of that in his mouth and instantly spit it out, "Did you put sugar in it?"
"No...no..no...I had put salt.
