2 States The Story Of My Marriage

I ordered paneer pao-bhaji with extra butter and lassi on the side. Nothing
soothes an upset Punjabi like dairy products.
‘Who is this girl?’ she asked after finishing the lassi.
‘Nobody important. She wanted to meet you after I told her how much trouble
you took to bring me up because of dad,’ I lied.
Maybe it was the extra butter or my words. My mother calmed down. ‘You told
her everything?’ she asked.
‘No, only a little. Also, her parents may be a bit formal. That’s why I spoke
about making a good impression. Otherwise, who wouldn’t love to meet you?’
‘What do Gujaratis eat for dessert? Or do they put all the sugar in their food?
My mother picked up the menu again.