"Sanskar, doodh fat gaya." I cried when I realized my hardwork of boiling the milk got wasted.

"Itni si baat ke liye itne mote mote aasun. Pagal."

He smacked my head gently and wiped the tears from my face with his thumb. I was irritated and upset at the same time because my plan to surprise him got spoiled. It's all this milk's fault. Couldn't it wait for few more mintues? By then, I'd have done my work.

"This is not fair, Sanskar. You won a big project today and I thought to make your favorite kheer (pudding) for celebrating it."

"Don't worry Mrs. Swara Sanskar Maheshwari. The Great Masterchef Sanskar Maheshwari is in action now. You sit there and see my magic."

He winked at me and looked keenly at all the ingredients placed on the counter. And I realized the chef Maheshwari is upto something tasty. Did I told you he is pro at cooking?

"Got it! Now wifey you want kheer right? Your wish is my command."

"How will you make kheer from this milk now?"

"I never said I am making kheer."

"Then?"

"Shh. No more questions now. Just pass me the things when I say. I promise you'll love it."

I nodded smiling at him and stood beside him to help him with the ingredients. For next one hour and thirty minutes all I did was writing down the recipe. Afterall it's his recipe and I would never ever want to forget it. You can note it too. He'd not mind at all.

First he took out all the chenna (curd cheese) from the milk and then made paneer ki kheer (milk pudding with fresh cottage cheese). After blending the mixture, he added rose water, saffron, cardamom and some crushed nuts. And then pouring the texture into kulfi (popsicle) molds he placed them in refrigerator for few minutes. Wow. I'd have never thought of twisting the curdled milk into kulfi.

"And the best award-winning kulfi in the world made by one and only Sanskar Maheshwary is ready."

(A/N : Pic of the kulfi made from paneer ki kheer is in the media box.)

Holy fudge! Sanskar truly deserve this award. I thought to give him his reward later because my main priority then was #thepopsicleoftheyear as I would like to refer it.

He took out the kulfi from the molds and let me have first knowing to the fact that I was grinning with excitement for the whole time. Sorry but I couldn't stop the foodie in me. I ate the first bite closing my eyes to savor the taste of the heavenly-rich-topped with sprinklers-enticing kulfi (popsicle).

I was so lost in moaning that I almost forgot he was waiting patiently-not for me to say something. The irritated look on his face was telling me to appreciate his efforts. He turned back to go and I knew what I had to do.

I pulled him back and he stumbled a little. Thanks to my stars his posture was light and not stiff otherwise no way in the heaven it was possible for me to pull this heavy man. He was still a little shocked with the sudden pull and without giving him any time to have his sanity back I attacked him with a gentle kiss with my fingers tangled in his messy hair and his arms immediately wrapped around me. I knew I had the taste of the kulfi I just had and I knew that he would definitely use this point. He broke off the kiss and grinned widely at me.

"This is the tastiest kulfi I ever had." Redness rose on my cheeks and he chuckled.

And we both had our own kulfi with lots of teasings from him.

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Dedicated to sonali112 ❤

For those who think that the "recipe" of the kulfi wasn't necessary to add, sorry for that but as this part is a special dedication to someone special that's why I added the description.

Now sonali112 you wanted a long part? Here it is of 611 words excluding the extra information. You want a party? Here it is. And also this is for today's countdown.
#15DaysToGo ❤

Hope you like it ♥