A Fun Story About Telepathy, and Confirming Dal Chawal Is Home🏠
I didn’t expect a simple dinner choice to shake up my idea of comfort food.
I didn’t expect a simple dinner choice to shake up my idea of comfort food.
It started with a craving, a very specific craving, for a Veg Makhni burger from Burger King.
My precious little headache — my brother — had gone to the mall to watch a movie. Just before he stepped out of the cinema hall, I texted him that he must bring me a burger, so he couldn’t later make the excuse that he “didn’t see my message.”
No brand and no flavor were mentioned in the text.
Usually, he never agrees to get me anything when he’s out with friends, typical brother behavior, yet fully expects me to get him food when I’m out. Split-personality snack dealer.
Anyway, when he came home, he handed me the exact burger I’d been craving. What kind of magical telepathy was that? I wondered.
It’s not new though, it happens with my papa too. I won’t even mention what I want to eat, yet he’ll bring the exact snack I’d been thinking of. God knows if it’s just…