FF: Hunger Games

Hello hope you all are having a lovely weekend. Happy Rakshabandhan to everybody. In Delhi, it’s been raining almost non-stop for the past 12 hours so. Finally the deluge has let up a bit. Hope it stays that way to allow the brothers and sisters to meet without any stress.

It’s past Friday and time for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less based on a photo prompt kindly provided this week by Jen Pendergast. If you wish to join the challenge or read the other stories inspired by this prompt, click here. Off we go!

Photo Prompt Β© Jen Pendergast

Hunger Games

Words 100

β€œNot well?” Tilak asked.

β€œA bad headache.” Nita said.

β€œTake a paracetamol and lie down.”

β€œBut dinner?”

β€œRelax. I can manage.”

 β€œThanks. There’s leftover rice and dal in the fridge. If you could make okra and perhaps eggs…?”

β€œSure.”

An hour later, Nita woke up to find her four year old daughter breathing into her face. β€œWhat’s the matter, darling? Had your dinner?”

She nodded. β€œMamma, are you going to die?”

β€œNo! Why do you ask.”

β€œI don’t like onions in my omelette.” She started bawling.

β€œAnd,” her six-year-old had joined them, β€œhe put potatoes in okra. Who does that?!”

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Were or are your children fussy about food? Do share your experiences in the comment section. Thank you for visiting, i too shall be blog hopping in a bit. See you soon.

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  4. Children do seem pretty fussy these days. I remember sitting at the dinner table sulking because my parents wouldn’t let me leave until I’d eaten what they’d put before me. Fortunately, that occurred only rarely. I wasn’t a fussy eater.

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  7. Dahlia, thank you for opening a window into your world so far away(I am living in Ohio).

    I am curious of what”dal” is. after raising five children, we came to appreciate each, had their own palate. growing up I remember our parents making us eat every scrap of food on our plate whether he liked it or not .,

    we chose the more diplomatic path, allowing them to eat or at least try something if they didn’t like it it wasn’t forced upon them. overtime, their palates developed as did ours. ✌️

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    1. Thank you for chipping in with your experiences, which interestingly is quite similar to mine πŸ™‚ Dal is almost a staple of nearly all Indian meal (alone with rice or roti (unleavened bread) but in a variety of forms made of different types of lentils. If you like or have had Indian food you may have heard of Chole or Rajma, which is a type of dal. In case you were wondering this was a plain yellow dal πŸ˜€

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  9. Kids need their mommies for everything. I hope dad doesn’t feel too bad about them not wanting to eat his cooking. Both of my kids would eat anything when they were younger, but each one is picky about what they eat now.

    Happy Rakshabandhan!

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    1. Kids are mostly picky with very well defined likes and dislikes. I just hope Dad doesnt use this as an excuse to back out of kitchen work!
      Thank you Lisa for your comment and wishes. Happy Rakshabandhan to your too πŸ™‚

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