The One
She closed her eyes and pinched herself just to be sure that it was real. She giggled and opened her eyes wider and wider. She sighed and gazed at each of the golden-brown suitors. No! No! She mentally kicked herself. Her mother had told her to pick one. But how could she?!! Each one more tanned and burnt than the other. All of them were unique and lovely in their own way. That's it! She needed to feel a special connection. She had to choose THE ONE!!! At this point, shapes and sizes did not matter to her. She scrutinized each one and hand-picked her way through all the suitors. All she wanted was the connection. The one that could keep her happy for the rest of the hour. And at last, after many painful moments of picky choosing, my little sister picked up the most perfectly fluffy and large crisp golden-brown Vada and walked away from the jar, peacefully contented.
Awesome👌👏😂
ReplyDeleteThanks!!
DeleteIn the race of getting a better piece than your sibling, time of observation mostly comes down to a millisecond😂
ReplyDeleteYep that is sooooooo true!! This was based on a true incident and obviously, I already had a few in my hand while writing this!!😜😂
DeleteLoll😂😂😂
Delete😂😜 talking about your sister huh?
ReplyDeleteYepppp!!! I'm pretty sure you can relate 😎
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