
I claim to visit the bakery for bread—a noble cover for my illicit love affair with cakes and peanut chikki. My wife, ever health-conscious, buys the “essentials,” while I sneak sweet treats into the basket like a sugar-smuggling ninja.
Last week, amidst our usual routine, I spotted something odd.
Perched near the cash register, sat a housefly. Now, this bakery isn’t your run-of-the-mill, flies-on-the-sweets kind of place. It’s air-conditioned, immaculate, and thoroughly respectable. A housefly here was as out of place as a broccoli smoothie in my fridge.
The fly seemed to notice me noticing him. He gave me a look—an unmistakable *wiggle* of the eyes. Then, as if auditioning for *Dancing with the Flies,* he shuffled his legs and twirled in what I can only describe as a six-legged salsa.
“Interesting,” I thought. But before I could investigate further, my wife called for my attention. The fly was forgotten, bills were paid, and we went home with our bakery bounty.
At home, as I unpacked the bags, guess what came out first? Yes, our little buzzing friend. Apparently, he had hitched a ride in the shopping bag.
He took to exploring our kitchen with the enthusiasm of a food blogger at a Michelin-starred buffet. He hovered near the fridge, looped around the snacks, and even tagged along during my snacking sessions. Curiously, he avoided my wife—wise move, given that her reflexes with a fly swatter could put an Olympic fencer to shame.
By the next morning, the fly was gone. No goodbyes, no farewell dance. Just gone. I shrugged it off as one of life’s small mysteries.
But when we returned to the bakery a few days later, guess who was back, smugly perched by the register? Same fly. Same salsa.
This time, I was suspicious.
Could this be some high-tech surveillance drone in disguise? A state-of-the-art, six-legged spy gathering data on my snack preferences? Perhaps this bakery had cracked the code of modern marketing. Forget feedback forms—send in the fly!
At home, we often discuss bakery purchases—what was too sweet, what was just right, and what vanished before my wife could get a bite. If this fly was eavesdropping on such intel and reporting back, the bakery’s product development team must be thriving.
Now, every visit, I see him—or one of his buddies—buzzing around with their insider intel. I’ve decided not to confront the bakery staff. Why spoil their clever little secret?
Besides, if these flies are their spies, I’m hoping for some perks. Perhaps a loyalty discount?
Until then, I’ll keep playing it cool. Because if I complain, I’m pretty sure their answer will be: *“Buzz off!”*


Ingenious. Fly as a spy. Reminds me of Asterix and the spy. 😀 Fun Read
LikeLiked by 1 person
“Thank you! Asterix-level espionage but with wings. 🙏😄
LikeLike
Spy fly or Fly spy. That’s the question
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ah, the classic dilemma! 😄🙏
LikeLike
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it. 🙏😄
LikeLike
That’s brilliant….beautiful visualization
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much! 🙏😄
LikeLike
A funny mix of sharp observation and creativity. An Entertaining story!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you. 🙏😄
LikeLike
funny mix of sharp observation and creativity. An Entertaining story!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Very imaginative and well written, also provides a perspective from the eyes of a fly. Enjoyable read, thanks for sharing.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much. Glad you enjoyed it. 🙏😄
LikeLike
Nice and light reading of things to come.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you! Glad you found it an enjoyable read—who knows, maybe the future really does belong to the fly spies! 🙏😄
LikeLike
Irreverent, witty and with just the right sprinkling of topical minutiae-Broccoli smoothie! Market intelligence gathering Drones in the shape of flies!! I really loved reading it.Humour is the most difficult genre-and you have a definite flair for it.Sally forth dauntlessly!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow, thank you for such a thoughtful and encouraging comment! I’m so glad the humour landed well—your words mean a lot. I’ll definitely keep ‘sallying forth’ with more tales. 🙏😄
LikeLike
Irreverent, witty and with just the right sprinkling of topical minutiae-Broccoli smoothie!Market intelligence gathering Drones in the shape of flies!!I really loved reading it.Humour is the most difficult genre-and you have a definite fair for it.Sally forth fearlessly!
LikeLike
In espionage movies I have seen the likes of Eye in the Sky, but never a Fly in the pie
LikeLiked by 1 person
Looks like we’ve stumbled onto a new genre of espionage! 😄
Thank you so much for your comment. Much appreciated. 🙏😄
LikeLike
Well written, descriptive. I like the picture you painted for us. I now will look at flies differently.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m really glad you enjoyed the story and the imagery. And I appreciate you taking the time to share your thoughts!🙏
LikeLike
MMC 2.0, I suspect this spy-by-fly would hv been hired by yr suspecting wife to monitor her items “that vanished before she got a bite”!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ha! You might be onto something there—seems like my wife is running her own covert operation! 😄
Thanks for the alert, 😄 and thank you for reading and offering your response. 🙏😄
LikeLike
Beautifully Written. The fly and his fly(family) are now parent of that bakery. That’s their home :). No egg puff bakery in Kerala can be compared to the multi crore corporations with streamlined approaches and clean tables ans chairs. Will always miss the fly.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much for your lovely words! You’re so right—no shiny, sanitized corporation can match the charm of our cozy Kerala bakeries, where stories and snacks are baked together. 🙏
LikeLike