When children want


The boy at the counter handed me my packet. Suddenly I felt a tug at my pallu. It was my daughter of three.

“Yes Ammu?”

“Amma, are you hungry?”

“No dear.”

“You are hungry,” she insisted.

“No dear,” I assured her

“Amma you want a cutlet,” she insisted with pleading eyes.

“Oh! How could I be so foolish,” I thought. “I should have known.”

Ammu wanted that hot, vegetable cutlet a specialty of the bakery around the corner. She dropped hints. We had to take the cue.

Cutlet served, she pushed the first sauce-dripping morsel into my mouth and smiled.


A 100 word drabble written on the above photo prompt at Write Tribe

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