Whats for Dinner?

Every day when 5pm strikes, Mrs.B makes a call to me and asks what I want for dinner. The daily ritual goes something like this;
MrsB: Hey babe, what do you want for dinner?
Me: What do you want?
MrsB: I’ll have whatever you want?
Me: How about some Chicken Kiev?
MrsB: No, I don’t want that. 
Me: Okay, how about I make us Lasagne?
MrsB: No, it’s too meaty.
Me: Fine. Let’s just get Fish Fingers.
MrsB: No, I had fish yesterday.
Me: So what do you want to eat then?
MrsB: I’m not fussy, we’ll have whatever you want.
This happens every day during the week where I actually have to guess what MrsB wants even though, she doesn’t know what it is that she wants. So after a few months of this standard conversation, I finally said;

‘You know we do this every day? We have the same exact conversation every day?'
MrsB smiles on the other end of the phone and responds with;
‘Yeah, but it’s our thing.’
Marriage Tip No. 56: Evidently when something isn't your thing, it's your thing. 
Welcome to our mutually decisive marriage.
About the author:
Born in Africa, Chandru grew up between Nigeria, India and the UK. With a Masters in International Business from the University of Westminster, he moved to New York where he worked as a Business Development Manager for three years. In 2002, he returned to Nigeria where he currently resides and runs a trading company. Chandru has been writing for Beyond Sindh (www.beyondsindh.com) since 2004 and has published numerous articles in the quarterly publication. His story entitled ‘The Love Letter' won the Mirage Book short story contest and was published in an anthology titled Inner Voices in January 2009. His short story ‘Zero’ is scheduled to be published in the anthology Indian Voices towards the end of 2010.
In December 2009, Chandru’s first novel, ‘The Journey of Om’ was published in India by Cedar Books.
For more information on Chandru visit www.chandrubhojwani.com

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