In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Chuckle
An Unforgettable Dinner!
Once a while ago, I cannot recall whether I still was a student or teaching, when this incident happened. I was in Dhaka and my brother Rafique was working in Sylhet. Suddenly he decided to come to see me in Dhaka at my Uncle’s home. My Uncle was excited, he asked me what type of food he liked. I said, ‘He loves Hilsa fish.’
This fish is one of the boniest fish, one that is hard to eat because of the bones. All my brothers disliked it, so mom was unable to get it. I loved it and didn’t care about the bones. Since most of my siblings did not like it I never got to eat it as much as I wanted.
It was a grand opportunity for me to make Rafique eat it, I knew he wouldn’t complain. My Uncle got his servant to buy the Largest Hilsa fish from the shop. He wanted my brother to have a treat, not knowing Rafique hated this fish
There were several dishes made from it. Pilaf with Hilsa, it was fried, cooked in gravy, it was a day of Hilsa galore.
The table was set, the food was served, we sat down to eat, my brother, uncle and I . My uncle was beside himself, he decided to serve my brother first, a huge piece of the fish, then the rice dish with fish.
My uncle sat down and took some of the food in his plate, as he was eating he was keeping an eye on my brother, who was slowly taking out the bones and didn’t show much enthusiasm about the main dish. I was having a great time eating my favorite food.
At one point my uncle whispered, ‘I don’t think your brother likes fish.’
I chuckled, ‘no uncle he loves it, he’s just shy.’
When he heard that, uncle put some more fish in my brothers plate. I wanted to burst out laughing, but controlled myself, I knew uncle would not appreciate this kind of joke.
When I asked my brother, ‘did you like the fish?’
He said, ‘it was good except there were too many bones!’