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Monday, 28 September 2015

Mom's Food. (Monday Moments #18)

          It was the weekend. He was returning from his 2 week office trip. The 4 hour journey had tired him out. All he wished was to be in his bed and rest for at least 10 hours. But that was still minutes away. It's like when you're near something, your desire to get it increases much more. That was happening to him. He was approaching his area and he couldn't wait. Finally, he was home. Before he entered his room, his mother stopped him. She told him to eat dinner first. He was surely hungry. So he didn't argue about that. His mother put a plate before him. In it was roti with potato vegetable, salad and pickle. It was their basic food. He ate the first morsel. He was so relieved. After eating outside food for two weeks, he realised how much he had missed this. Food made by his mom tasted divine. He continued eating. He ate by absorbing all the colours of food. He ate by tasting every bit of it. He ate with satisfaction and happiness. He watched his mother. She was looking at him. Without exchanging any words, she understood his feelings. She was the best chef in the whole world at that moment. At that moment, nothing else mattered but that food. He could taste some fancy dish which serves little and costs more. But it wouldn't make him this happy. He could taste some spicy food at a dhaba. But it wouldn't make him this happy. At that moment, that food was the best he had tasted. It had his mother's taste and love.

(‘Monday Moments’ is a blog series wherein I write about an incident or a moment in a short paragraph. It’s not a story, but just a short description to express and explore the most common joys and also the uncommon miseries.)


  1. Your mum's cooking is always the best that's for sure. So much comfort in every bite!

  2. My mum's food trumps all over food. FACT

  3. Homecooked food is always the best after being forced to eat out for too long. I like restaurants once in a while, but my home cooking is awesome!

  4. Home-cooked meals by one's mother (and grandmother) are always the best because they're cooked with love. The taste and smells of these beautiful meals brings back wonderful childhood memories.

  5. One day I hope my kids remember the meals I make them too:)


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