"Evaraina phonu theeyandi! Someone pick up the phone. Naa chethllo motham idli pindi. My hands are covered with batter."

Came an angry voice from the kitchen on hearing the phone ring for a long time. But no use. She put the batter vessel aside as she went to wash her hands in the sink. Her bangles tingled angrily. She walked to the living room in long strides. Her anklets clinked in warning.

She looked for that darn thing that has been disturbing this long. At last she found it. Her husband's mobile phone was there on the table in a corner connected to a charger. She unplugged it and attended the call with her eyes letting mirchi fly.

"HELLO!"

"Hello"

Came a very cute voice from the other side. She frowned.

"Yevaru Kavali?"

"May I speak to Jai?"

And she saw red. Who was calling her husband with given name.

"Meeru?"

"I am Manasa. May I know who is speaking?"

"Vennela"

And she hung the call smiling victoriously.