Read this first The Black Rose-I
and then this, The Black Rose-II
Ranjit was deep asleep, when he received a call.
"Rajit, Do me a favor!"
"Please go and pluck few leaves off Gauava tree, from the tree branch dangling near your portico."
"Why the heck, at this hour? What happened?"
"Sweetheart, need a slap, or you would do it?"
Ranjit, didn't give it a second thought, since more provoking thought was the one, which made him touch his cheek. He instantly hurried and got 5 leaves.
"Yeah, Maddy Sweetie, what do I do with it?"
"Well, go to kitchen, put the sauce pan with a mug of water, wash the leaves and put it to boil, and then call me back."
He obliged, without questioning. He loved her absolutely. And she reciprocated in a more fierce manner. Slap was an integral part of their love. She never gave it up, Because he didn't want her to. It reminded them, of their love. Slap for Love. Love for Slap. Only if the whole world, could play the slap-love game, and be at peace.
"Yeah, Madame, Now?"
"Put two teaspoon of sugar in it, and let it simmer for next one minute."
"And then, add quarter to one teaspoon tea???"
"Yup! But how did you guess it?"
"Years of hardcore courting you, and over the time, learning new recipes you keep on inventing for me"
Yes. She gave him a new recipe, unheard of usually before. Once she suggested him to get a PAPAYA flavoured ice-cream for her, and when he failed, he was dilligently taught how to make it, and then get it for her. At another time, he was taught how to make 'Egg_juicy', which tasted, absolutely, superb. WHile the idea, of throwing open raw eggs in fried onions, slightly put him off. But he trusted her in these manners. And she trusted him in the rest.
"Oh! No pour it out, and squeeze half a melon, buddhu!"
"Would you like to taste it? Should I preserve it till tommorrow"
"No. You taste it, and if its good. Make it for me, when I come. The GUAVA FLAVOR TEA"
HAHAHA. SO I made this funny part up....its not the part of the main story...or any relevance. Just that, I tried this thing a week before. It was midnight, I was standing near the main gate, covered under the shade of a Guava tree. Fragrance moved me, and Tea, I can't resist. There was no milk at home. So I tried this innovative thing. Since Last one week, me and my friends have had drunk it more than a couple of dozen times. Few like it with ice-cubes.
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