The Things we do for Love

It was plain bad luck that he was contemplating this barely a fortnight before Valentine’s Day, but come to think of it, he had felt it coming for a while.

He quickly glanced outside the window of the flat he had shared with his bride for six months now, and caught sight of their old, rather unfriendly neighbour staring suspiciously, a torch in his left hand and a cellphone in the other.

The only dustbin the flat had was in the kitchen and if truth be told, it was rather gruesome even by his own villainous standards, to visualise the chopping into tiny pieces; he was no accomplished criminal.

It wouldn’t be long before either the neighbour or the smell gave him away, and on second thoughts, the whole impulsive plan started to seem a bad idea.

Minutes later, he sat across the table from his cheerful wife, smilingly gulping down the horrible food that he had been unsuccessful in disposing of, and whose true character he hadn’t the heart to disclose.

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Five Sentence Fiction

Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week, Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate can write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in the five sentences, and is just for direction. This week: VILLAINOUS.

Now every Friday on Saddi Delhi.

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22 thoughts on “The Things we do for Love

  1. *Chuckles*. Yes we have all been there, unless it’s bodies and not burnt paneer we are talking about. But. Should it be love in the way that we should tell our beloved that her/his cooking needs improvement as to avoid a lifetime of “gulping”? How strong is your love??

    • Burnt paneer can sure be terrible… 😛
      I agree with you on honesty being the best policy. But then, it is not always easy. I daresay making this sort of a decision once in a while, balanced with occasional kind hints about getting cooking support, is the essence of love. 😉 ;D

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