Slice of Love (… in argument)

Follow me my lady; I’ll share my knowledge about colours with you …


“I don’t like the colour of these curtains; your choice is too bad”, he commented inventively in the afternoon of a snowy day.


“Dad is right”, said my son.

“Hmmm, here’s a team against me.” 

“Why don’t you two argue in the bedroom? I need to concentrate on my studies”, demanded my son.

“That’s a good idea”, stated his amused Dad.

He held my hand and said, “Follow me my lady; I’ll share my knowledge about colours with you”.

(Thud … Thud … Thud)

“Mom, what’s the sound from the bed room?” inquired my son.

“Don’t worry son … your Dad and I … are arguing over the colour … of the bed sheet (giggle).”

“And your Mom is always right”, chuckled his Dad.

“My crazy Parents!” remarked my innocent son.


Well, the argument in the bedroom is censored


(Previous two Instances of Slice: In conversation  & In friction )

Author: mirandavoice

My interest in writing expands to travel, history, social and general topics. My articles are based primarily on my observations and curiosity in life. You will find the links of my articles in my Twitter account: mirandapresence My blog displays my thoughts. My blog (Quick Indian recipes – Easy, healthy,delicious) has recipes of my innovation in Indian cuisine. Journey along with me into the world of curiosity, Thank you. Sylvia Miranda (

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