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The conspiracy


That was a fine day to have some special lunch, but mom didn't allowed us to eat non-veg. She planned to make mushroom gravy as main dish for the lunch.
I was waiting near the stove to grab the first spoons of gravy.
I took a very little amount of rice and added mushroom gravy. And my ears started to burn out because of that over spiced gravy.
Now we both were thinking about how to give this gravy to my brother and my dad. So we planned
Mom sat in the middle, myself to the left and dad to the right. She was feeding me with a plate full of that over spiced mushroom gravy without any discomfort and that side dad was struggling with the gravy. He asked whether mom made mistake in the recipe and she asked "how can I make mistake in a recipe which I have been cooking for many years?" And she continued by saying, "look at Dharani she is loving this gravy. Dharani ma do you feel this gravy is over spiced?". And I replied, "nooo it feels like heaven in my mouth ma, am loving this gravy and going to have another plate with this mushroom gravy". Dad was shocked, I continued by saying that dad must have some mouth ulcer and that is why he is feeling it so spiced and I gave him sugar. After these activities he confirmed that there was something wrong with his taste buds. 
After everyone finished their lunch we both met in the kitchen and felt proud for executing our plan successfully.
I added a lot of coconut oil to my rice so that the level of spice can be reduced, and am the one who loves to eat with coconut oil, my dad and brother are not fond of that flavour. 
When dad saw me eating he thought that am having the original gravy.
These are the conspiracies that we make 😁 and sometimes it feels so entertaining for us 😁. But the suffering people are only my dad and brother. 😊
Now I can say that Dharani and Mom are the mischievous duo 😂😊

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  1. We never eat coconut oil .It is only using as a hair oil.

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