Bunti loved munching!
Posted May 17, 2012on:
Bunti was known for his lavish eating since he was a child.
His yen for munching however grew more after he was wedded.
He woke up in the morning to nibble on something or the other until he slept at night. He ate when he went out and ate again when he come back home. He loved and lived for eating.
Both his mother and wife were worried for his craving for food.
Apart from of, what and when he ate, he always felt like he was starved.
One day his mother went to a nearby village to visit her friend.
Bunti’s wife prepared breakfast that was sufficient for, four normal grown-up persons. But it was Bunti who finished the entire foodstuff all by himself leaving nothing for his wife.
Bunti asked his wife just after a short while to serve him lunch though it was not even noontime.
She was so much annoyed of cooking and serving all the time that she bluntly refused him.
Uptight wife: “I am sorry I just can’t cook and serve without a break. When getting married I thought I’ll have to prepare food for just two people, you and your mother. But now it seems that I have nothing to do but to cook and feed the empty pitcher with a hole. Whatever is poured in vanishes.”
“You are hungry all the time. It’s better if you cook your self.” She said.
Bunti angrily: “I cooked last month don’t you remember! The result was the kitchen getting blazed. It might happen again if I cook now. The whole house may burn down along with the kitchen. Where will you reside then?”
The determined wife said: “May the kitchen is on fire or the house burn into ashes, I don’t care. I am not going to cook any more.”
Bunti flattering made her to cook. Finally she cooked. Setting the table she sat beside him to eat also.
Bunti did not even offer her a crumb to eat. He ate up all leaving nothing for her.
His wife asked: “Does it taste good?”
Bunti gobbling down: “Trying to speak with his mouth full—-ghoo—dd! But there’s one problem.” Bunti swallowed one mouthful after the other.
Surprisingly she asked: “Problem? What is it?”
Bunti: “I won’t be able to satisfy my hunger because of the crowd on the table.”
The wife looking around in confusion and seeing nobody said:
“Bunti it’s just two of us only, on the table.”
Bunti: “That’s the problem. I wish it was I and the food only so I could fully satisfy my appetite.”
Deeply offended the wife said: To hell with you and your food, it’s a shame for me as well to eat a crumb here. I’m leaving your house.”