Samrat got ready for the hospital, walked into the dining room and saw Laksh and Sunita were sitting around the dining table, busy with their mobile phones.
“Mom, where is the breakfast, I am getting late for the hospital.” Samrat asked while pulling the chair for himself.
“It will take some time.....” Sunita answered without lifting her head from the mobile.
“And why so?” Samrat fired another question and fetch a glass of water.
“Simmi is baking pastries for the first time in our kitchen. It’s a ritual. We all will have the dish made by her first, then breakfast.”
“Cough......” Samart spilt all the water in his mouth while coughing.
“What did you say, what is she doing?”
Sunita’s excitement faded with Samrat’s reaction, she answer grumpily, “She is cooking, didn’t you hear me?”
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