I was stirring the wheel, avoiding the cars... Moving ahead to a milk shop for my father.. Reaching the shop, I stepped out,could say it was freezing cold.

"Can I get 1 litre milk?"

he stared at me for some time

strange...

he replied 'sure' in a low tone.

I grabbed the milk and buckled inside the car , having his image on my car as if his eyes were fully black...I moved on having the fact that it was quite dark...
after the drive..I entered the kitchen to prepare the milk..setting the stove...
"weEezz" ... what was that sound? and the sound seemed as if it was coming nearby.. I went outside to find out where the noise was coming from..
but I couldn't find the noise..so I went to proceed the milk preparation.. I headed towards the kitchen...finding a glass of milk placed on the counter... I guess its mom ...that was fast ..I took the milk to my dad..and headed towards the bed to have my beauty sleep...
-After night
I woke up having my mom waking me up having a cup of tea...
"Good morning mom!"

"Good morning sweetie..."

"Mom ur fast at cooking,u prepared the milk in the 2 mins I left" I giggled

"What are u talking about... I didn't make any milk yesterday......."