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I don't know why I did it. I panicked. Me: "I'll bring dessert." Three people liked it instantly. Grandma: "Good boy." Grandma called me good boy. I felt weirdly proud of myself. Then Auntie Shazia typed: "Which dessert? Be specific. We all remember the fruit incident." The fruit incident?

Me: "What was the fruit incident?" Auntie Shazia: "We don't discuss it." Uncle Tariq: "Cousin Danish brought a fruit platter to Eid. A FRUIT PLATTER." Grandma: "He is still learning." Auntie Shazia: "So. Which dessert are you bringing? Think carefully before you answer."

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Me: "Gulab jamun." The chat erupted. Hearts. Thumbs up. Uncle Tariq: "Finally someone with sense in this family." One problem. I cannot cook. I once burned water. And now I had four days to produce gulab jamun for 15 strangers with very strong opinions about dessert.

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