Chapter 1: The Invitation
It started with a shared calendar reminder: “Saturday – Dinner Party – Our Place 🏡🍛.”
Pramod and Devika had planned to invite their colleagues over for an evening of laughter, food, and connection. It had been months since either had hosted anything. They were excited—Devika even started curating a playlist, while Pramod jotted down a menu.
But just two days before the event, Devika caught a stubborn viral fever. Her eyes burned, her body ached, and even standing felt like a struggle.
“Let’s cancel,” Pramod said, kneeling beside her on the couch.
“No,” she replied, hoarse but adamant. “We’ll manage.”
“You need rest. We’ll order from outside.”
“That’s cheating,” she smiled faintly. “Home is heart. Food is identity.”
Pramod hesitated. “What if I cook?”
Devika blinked. Then smirked. “Only if you become me for a day. I allow only women in my kitchen before a party.”
He laughed. “Then bring me a saree.”
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