Miscellany Of Desi Tadka

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"Oh! Thas gwood!" she elated giggling and everyone laughed out with her.

"Mummy and Daddy, go and take a short bath till then I'll serve dinner."

The dinner was arranged on the table biryani with dahi ki chutney, roasted chicken with green chutney and khichda were served fresh. At the end of the dinner she presented to them her termination masterpiece which was a glass of chocolate matcha covered with fruits, dry fruits and a large scoop of mango float. She saw her mother's eyes filled with longing and shook her head at the reaction, for she knew her very well to sneak some even after being scolded by her dearest caring father. Faiqa has diabetes mellitus since last year, refraining her from all of the sweet delicacies.

Faiqa was about to take a glass for herself when Zaafir slapped her hand away.

"Hands off the dessert you are not allowed."

"Zaafi everyone is eating, I also want to eat," she pleaded like a child making Noor giggle at her.

"Nani you swoo silly. Nanu cares so he scoowwlds."

Everyone laughed at the little witty baby.

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"Mwommy I'm looking pwetty na?"

An excited Noor asked while wearing her Hijab which her Nanu Nani bought from Umrah later they came to Bradford where Wildan had his job. They stood for their daily Salah and after it, Faiqa asked Noor to join her hands.

"Do it like this Noor."

"Like this." Faiqa nodded.

"Yes and ask Allah for what I explained to you earlier."

She nodded, closing her eyes tight, mumbling various words. She refers to them as Nanu Nani as Amal was shrewd enough to convince her daughter for the denotion. She quickly swiped her baby hands on her face and turned towards her Nani.

"Nani dwo I get rewads now?"

"Certainly, you will get."

"Same as from The Charlie And The Chocolate Factory."

"Yes, same!"

Amal chuckles at the memory of her own when her mother schemed her for the same.

She will be forever grateful to the Sikanders for teaching her righteous values.

With the moon up on their heads everyone departed to their rooms to sleep. Little footsteps guided themselves to the refrigerator door grabbing a box of American Current flavoured ice cream. Wildan had got up to drink water when he saw the little lady sitting on the floor.

"Haww baby so bad so bad you didn't even call Daddy for the Ice cream party," Wildan pouted and Noor giggled at him

"Shush baby mommy will wakey wakey now do you want that?"

Noor wide opened her ice cream stained lips and eyes in horror, shaking her head continuously. In no time they cleaned the whole bucket of ice cream all the while keeping her small palm on her mouth to suppress her giggle.

"So a party is going on over here," Amal asked as she turned on the lights of the kitchen. Noor hid her head in Wildan's chest and lifted her head a little peeking at her mother. Her chubby cheeks still smashed to her daddy's chest. "I told you na Noor not to giggle. See mommy came," he whispered. She closes her eyes looking at the devilish Amal "Wildan I can hear you", Amal said with a tight smile.

She came forward to take a hold on her anxious baby. "Noor, why are you up? Good kids sleep at night. Are you a bad kid?" she asked, fluffing her silky hair.