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The Ordeal of Inedible Food

I discovered my passion for writing after I quit my day job. So I began to write fiction stories, self-help books, and articles, blogs, etc.

It was a little village full of surrounding greeneries where my partner and I decided to settle down. It seemed good to be away from the humdrum chaos of the city.

My partner would be a clerk at the grocery store some distance away while I would teach the village children at a nearby school.

We were both excited to start our new way of life.

A week went by. I was busy taking care of and teaching the village children. I still couldn't remember all their names. But they were elegant and cooperative, eager to learn from a once city dweller like me. I taught them English, Arithmetic and Science.

Pic1: The Author, a Village School Teacher

Pic1: The Author, a Village School Teacher

Pic2: The Crowd of the Village School Children

Pic2: The Crowd of the Village School Children

My partner, Kevin was having a good time gossiping with mates at the grocery store and selling stuff to customers. Before leaving for home, they had a good chat about politics, social life and the news.

Pic3: Kevin as a clerk at the Grocery Store

Pic3: Kevin as a clerk at the Grocery Store

We shared each other's events at work at the end of the day and were doing good. We could tell that we were happy.

One evening, while Kevin and I were chatting, a girl scout came to the door of our little home and rang the bell.

Pic4: Our Cozy Little Home in the Village

Pic4: Our Cozy Little Home in the Village

Kevin answered the door, and I could see the girl scout with hands full of cookies. It looked like she was adamant about selling her cookies. But my partner was fed up. He told her he had already bought them at the table outside his grocery store and shared them with his mates at the store. The girl quickly apologized and left. So, Kevin settled the matter, or it looked like it.

Kevin came inside and asked cheerfully, “What are we having for dinner?”

I replied, “Pasta with eggs and tomatoes.”

“Wow!” Kevin remarked. “I can’t wait to have it.”

He added, “We can have the canned pineapple fruit as dessert, honey.”

“Sure, Kevin”, I remarked.

When dinner was ready, I called for Kevin, and we both sat at the table.

I was usually adept at making pasta. But the moment I tasted it, the pasta smelled strange, and it wasn't relishing to eat. Finally, we found the eggs weren't of good quality, which ruined the pasta. When we went to have canned pineapple fruit, it was moldy.

The dinner was a total disaster. So, we decided to have only cookies that Kevin had bought earlier in the day from the girl scout outside his store.

The next day I went to the village school as usual. I taught them lessons like any other day. But at the back of my mind, I was thinking about what to make for lunch. “Maybe I should call Kevin to buy me some vegetables from his store”, I reflected.

After school was over, I went home and showered. I looked inside the fridge and was surprised to see other canned pineapple fruits were also rotten when I began to taste them.

I immediately called Kevin to let him know and asked him, “What would you like for dinner?”

“I can’t believe it”, Kevin said. “’All the food in our refrigerator is getting stale and rotten. Anyway, what vegetables do you want me to get for dinner?"

“Well, whatever you like. Could be eggplant and cabbages”, I said promptly.

"All right, darling. I promise to bring them."

After putting down the cell phone on the table, I threw away all the canned pineapple fruits and wondered what dessert to have.”

“Ok”, I told myself, “I will make some custard.”

When I got custard powder from the kitchen cupboard, I found it infested with cockroach eggs.”

"Oh, my God!" I exclaimed. “What are we going to eat if everything turns out bad like this?”

When evening approached, Kevin came in with eggplant and cabbage.

I asserted, “They look fresh at least!”’

After I cooked rice and eggplant curry and made cabbage sandwiches, Kevin glued his eyes to them. I felt sorry for him. I dared not tell him about the custard powder getting infested.

At the moment, the horrible truth was that we couldn't enjoy this night's dinner either. Because the vegetables were enveloped in too much formalin before they were sold. So, now they tasted awful and were hard to digest.

“Maybe”, I suggested, “we had been too hard on the girl scout, Kevin. Do you think likewise?”

“Yes, I was wondering the same”, said Kevin. “But where to find her? I never saw her again.”

“Ask somebody at the grocery store. After all, they were selling at a table outside your store.”

"All right, that's a good start", said Kevin.

The next day we both went in our directions to work. I was back by lunch. When Kevin came for dinner, he was dog tired and weary.

“What’s up?” I asked.

Kevin said exasperatedly, “There are no traces of the girl scouts any longer in the village. They all seem to have disappeared.”

“Oh!” I exclaimed in complete disappointment.

“Kevin”, I said, “we cannot live without food like this. I think it’s time we called it quits and headed back to the city. The village is simply not for us.”

“Yes”, Kevin agreed. “Let’s pack up tonight and leave in the morning and begin our journey back to the city where we belong.”

“Yes, I will hand over the resignation letter to the principal at the school and be over with it.”

“Great. I will let my Boss know the same.”

Kevin and I hugged together warmly, happy at the thought of city life once more.

Poll Time

© 2020 Rosina S Khan

Comments

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 05, 2020:

Writing a longer story sure looks tempting but I would rather keep it a short story. Thank you, Denise, for taking out the time to read and comment. I truly appreciate it.

Denise McGill from Fresno CA on December 05, 2020:

This is the beginning of a great mystery. It is almost like the house or the kitchen is possessed by an evil that makes the food go rotten. You could really make this a longer story with more twists like where the girl scouts went.

Blessings,

Denise

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 05, 2020:

Yes, the Golden Rule- "Do unto Others" is always applicable to life. Thank you, Fran, for reading and commenting.

fran rooks from Toledo, Ohio on December 05, 2020:

Interesting and it's true the Golden Rule- "Do unto Others". Always treat others with respect.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 05, 2020:

Yes, it is a good message to remember all our life- to treat others well and considerably. Thank you for reading and your insightful comments, Lora.

Lora Hollings on December 04, 2020:

A very nice story with a good moral, Rosina. If we are inconsiderate and treat others badly, it seems to come back into our own lives. A good message to remember every day of our lives. Thanks for your very good story with this powerful reminder.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

I am sorry that you had a difficult time finding this story.

Yes, it is a nice reminder to treat each other with kindness especially during the Christmas season.

I am glad you made it reading this story and finally commenting. I really appreciate it.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on December 03, 2020:

Finally...I had a difficult time finding this one even though it is still on Hubpages. Go figure.

Anyway...I'm so glad I caught this one.

This is a wonderful little story to remind us to treat others with kindness.

How you treat others always reflects what one will get back in life.

Nice reminder during this Christmas season.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

Yes, the story is open-ended and left to the imagination of the reader. Thank you, Peggy, for reading and commenting.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on December 03, 2020:

I do not think that I would give up that easily after only a couple of days. Your story is open-ended, so we can all make up our minds as to what caused this run of bad luck.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

How right you are, Bill! Thank you for reading and commenting.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on December 03, 2020:

Be nice to others or be cursed. A story, sure, but it rings of truth for us all. :)

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

I am glad you like the story, Manatita. Thank you for reading and commenting.

manatita44 from london on December 03, 2020:

A lovely write, Rosina. Heading in the right direction, with some potential for story-telling shown.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

I am glad you enjoyed the story, Ankita. Thank you for reading and your insightful comments. I appreciate it.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

Yes, it is some kind of curse probably imparted to the couple by the girl scout. I do not wish to write another part. It is all left to the imagination of the reader. Thank you, Chitrangada, for reading and your inquisitive comments.

Ankita B on December 03, 2020:

Truly fascinating story. Hunting out the girl scout sooner might have solved all their problems but then we never know for sure that it happened because of her curse. Their final decision of heading back to the city was great though. I enjoyed reading this.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on December 03, 2020:

Interesting story Rosina. Sounds like some kind of curse.

Do you intend to write another part of the story? It would be interesting to know, how all the food was getting spoilt. Was it a curse, or something to do with the house. I have read stories of haunted houses.

Nice one, and thanks for sharing.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

Thank you, Liz, for finding the story interesting. I appreciate your comments.

Liz Westwood from UK on December 03, 2020:

This is an interesting story. It turns out its head the great ideal of moving out to the countryside for a better life.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

Yes, the reader is left with the dilemma if the couple makes the right choice at the end. Yes, may be, it was a curse on them from the girl scout. Thank you for reading and commenting, Pamela.

Rosina S Khan (author) on December 03, 2020:

I am glad, John, you find the story intriguing. After all, maybe it was a curse from the girl scout. Thank you, John, for reading and your insightful comments.

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on December 03, 2020:

Rosina, I really have no idea if this couple will make the right choice. This is an interesting. The children at school surely benefited. I guess we will never know for sure why all their food was awful, but maybe their was a curse on them from the girl scout..

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on December 03, 2020:

Well, what an unfortunate tale for the young couple. That girl scout must have cursed their food in some way. Quite an intriguing story, Rosina.