Mira stood with her shoulders hunched, peering into the webcam on her laptop, as she chatted with her mum, Sneha.
Ordinarily, she’d delight in this but she was in a hurry today.
“Maa, hurry up please! I don’t have all day! How much is it?”
Sneha screwed up her eyes, put her finger tips together and pondered. Mira was losing it.
“Sorry, beta! I think it’s 1 spoon sugar and 1 spoon cardamom.”
“Now that’s the exact measure, right? I have guests coming. I can’t screw this up.”
“It’s an exact estimate. I don’t use spoons to measure ingredients!”
Welcome to The Moving Quill!
For this year’s A to Z Challenge, I’ve taken up the theme of
An Oxymoron rendered in micro-fiction.
Each day’s title will have one half of the oxymoron while the second half will be revealed towards the end of the post.
Follow me as I unravel each tale in exactly 100 words.