She entered the kitchen, hoping to make her sister, Veera, cook something for the guests.

Veera looked at her furiously,”Why am I expected to cook? Is the guy going to marry me or my cooking skills?” She smiled,”You are not expected to cook but cooking is therapeutic, it makes you feel good. Try it. If everyone ends up liking your dish, tell me how you felt in the end”.

Veera widened her eyes,”Whatever! I just hope the guy is good looking and doesn’t have a joint family!” She laughed,”Haha! You would have had more fun if it was a joint family”. Veera reluctantly got back to cooking.

She came outside to check if the guy and his family had arrived. They just entered then. Very tall, very handsome. She was overwhelmed. Coming back to senses, she smiled to herself,”Ok! So one thing is checked off Veera’s list! He is definitely good looking”.

They all sat in the drawing room and somehow, the conversation drifted towards how he managed food while living alone. He told her dad,” Oh, we had a cook at our flat but I used to cook too. Cooking feels therapeutic to me. If I cook for my loved ones, it is an amazing feeling!” She stared at him in disbelief. Her father asked him,” So, yours is a joint family?” He smiled and said,”No, its just me and my parents. Although I know joint family has too much nuisances, yet I wish we had one, joint families seem to be fun”. She was taken aback, she hold the door next to her to be able to stand. Somehow, she tip-toed back to the kitchen. Veera was ready with her dish and smiled excitedly at her,”Oh my God, sis! Don’t you think he is too hot?” Veera hurried out of the kitchen.

She sat on the kitchen shelf, remembering a conversation with her colleague. “When you meet the right person, you will know”, her colleague had said.

She wondered if Veera’s dish tasted any good.

Note: This is part of WordPress’ Weekly Writing challenge from their blog – The Daily Post. They have these really fun exercises going on, all the time. Read about this challenge on flash fiction here.