Wonder Wednesday

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The glowing Sun
In golden
Turned all of them in white
To this beautiful golden…
So that they resemble
Tiny golden butterflies
In the sky!

A little girl remembers…

…her Appa ๐Ÿ™‚

Not a day goes by without thinking about him. And this one is a reflection of Appa’s warmth.

She was hardly 10 years of age, when this happened. As she was crazily fond of mehendi, her Amma always plucked those green mehendi leaves and patiently made a paste on the manual stone grinder.  The mehendi paste smelt divine  for her. She kept putting her face into the bowl of mehendi paste in an effort to pass on the smell to her soul.

But  she had  to wait for dinner to  be done with, so that the hands are free to be filled with mehendi. After dinner Amma applied mehendi for her. There was only one design known to her and it was a big circle in the centre of the palm and little dots around the circle. Plus she’ll put small caps on every finger, so that the nails were covered with mehendi.

For the little girl though, the design didn’t matter at all. She had fallen for the smell. There was a silent prayer that the mehendi should make a brighter red than last time.

Suddenly, there were plans for a night show for some movie. The tickets  were ready and everyone got ready to leave. The  little girl went along with her mehendi hands basking in the smell of the mehendi time to time.

The best part was when the movie began. She wanted to sleep…he he  ๐Ÿ˜€

And her Appa took her onto his lap and hugged her tight. He kept patting her with those huge palms of his and she fell asleep in peace.

When she woke the next morning, her hands were the brightest red ever! She showed everyone her beautiful red mehendi hands and till date believes the bright red was totally because of her Appa’s warmth filled tight hug throughout the movie.

Rustled

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A big white cloud
In the sky
Is no fun for sky-gapers
Like me ๐Ÿ˜‰

Help was requested
To Nature
For sorting
This big cloud situation !

The coconut tree
Offered to help
Used its green branches
To create
A rustle…
In the wind
And there by in the patterns
The resultant effect made me
Jump in glee !

Food is memories

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I had made rava upma the other day. While S loves it with pickle or chutney, his favorite indulgence is to have it with a sprinkle of sugar on top. That’s exactly how his grandmother used to eat it and all his siblings still follow her food combination, unconsciously.

Just like how thayir sadam always makes me want mavadu or dried narthangai – its a memory now but it filled my childhood days mainly because of patti doing such things. She loved her pazhaiya sadam (yesterday’s rice soaked in water so that it ferments overnight) with one watery buttermilk and narthangai or maavadu…sigh…am drooling while typing this.

Similarly, rava dosa kindles in me the comfort of a mother’s hug – my mom does it the best! Also, milagu poricha kuzhambu, milagu kuzhambu, arachuvitta sambar…sigh…endless !

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S will surely go for an extra helping if it’s his mother’s recipe for masala kuzhambu, parval fry, pagarakai nool katti fry (bitter gourd stuffed and tied with a thread and fried)! Not to mention her amazing dal poori – that’s something to drool for !

The other day, my brother wanted the recipe for thakalikai kootu, just as our Amma makes…see – childhood footprints playing again !

And when we grow up with such yummy foods, which related to our taste buds, its a hard thing to let go of it. ย We might relish a pizza or a burger or a North Indian kulcha, but the food we grew up with has a special place in our heart, ok…the tongue and the taste buds !

The other day, my elder one was drooling for thavala adai and thengai chutney, while she gets awesome rotis and dals. ย And when I made poori yesterday, the younger one was drooling for it. Even though they get awesome food wherever they are, sometimes the simplest of upma or dal will rekindle their memory and they’ll feel like coming home.

That’s where the root is formed and it needs to be simple and strong !

That’s why brought up is very important – both for cultivating food habits and moral habits too !

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So, what childhood food memory are you thinking now – to enjoy over the weekend ?


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Wishes are precious

โ€‹Last year this day Chennai was flooded.

But that is not what this post is all about.

Last year; when S turned a sweet half century, we – me and the girls, wanted to do something different for him. Actually I had planned on blogging about it too.
We asked 50 people – close friends and dear relatives to write a birthday message to him. We had planned to print and courier the same to him. So it’ll be a damn neat surprise when he opens up a parcel to see 50 msgs inside for him.

Nature has its own ways.
The rain played havoc.
Courier plans were changed last minute.

I took it on me to take th print out and seal the individual msgs in envelopes. I remember running dripping wet with a plastic folder with printed msgs literally plastered under my higging hands.

But there was no power since 1st evening. With a hand held torch, I managed to do the envelopes so that I could give S his 50 bday wishes when the clock stuck 12.

And he too had to read them all in that torch light.

The point is what we planned as a great bday gift became the only wish he got as the phone networks were all gone for a hit for nearly a week and after that the birthday was forgotten.
Luckily, everyone of them had their wish in writing much earlier than possible to the bday boy. 

Some wishes are wrote and lost
Some reach the person sought
While some are meant to cherish
Some close friends can pull a leg
On the whole, its something to hold on forever.

And I found a treasure trove in my shelf yday. 

This one from the girls in their baby handwriting datex 2K is probably something he’ll cherish always.

Here’s wishing my man yet another great year where he is his happiest ever!