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Do you like Beetroot? I didn’t for a greater part of my life. Amma had never somehow prepared this much at home. Well I have actually never asked the reasons. But since I never eat this growing up, continued so when I had my own kitchen.After Konda came into picture, we have been trying to include most of the vegetables. Though this again played no part in our list. All those were the days, before Athamma came to live with us.

One day, when I couldn’t get back home early to cook the dinner, she said she will prepare something. I didn’t really ask what she had in mind.When I reached home, I was quite curious to know what she had prepared. On starting at the bowl, I was shocked to find something RED, staring back at me. Now I can’t actually shout my top out to ask why she made it right. So very coolly asked her, what’s in the bowl. Well she is a cool lady you know, so she said since she couldn’t find anything interesting in fridge for dinner, she got Beetroot. So she decided t…

The morning was quite chill and it only had me snuggling against the twins again. I was already late and I had to get things ready for Konda. She was leaving early to school as she is participating in a program, where is the angel. Amma bought her a grown more than a year back, which looks more like a bridal dress, but if we remove the head gear, it can looks like an angel dress. Which lead Konda complaining that the wings were not there to make it a perfect angel get up. Whoever said angels should have wings! I told my little one that all angels need not have wings, they come in different forms. And to top all, her teacher asked her to get a magic wand and a crown.

Seriously, I wouldn’t know where all these things might be sold. When we had visited Calcutta, she had got a crown, two wands. Both the wands had long disappeared. This crown somehow stood the test of time. And that got broken just yesterday when she had it in her bag. So we spent some time late night trying to s…

It was a sunny Sunday morning. I was up all early and not sure what to do. Of course, I have a dear space where I can relax and talk about what goes in our parts of the wood. But somehow I wasn’t up to staring at the screen so early. So sat out with a cuppa of coffee and wondering how the day is going to pass. With Hubby dear not around, we don’t usually plan for cooking anything. Kids were still sleeping and I remembered that I didn’t remember to soak the channa for the poori, which is our customary Sunday breakfast.

When I got inside, I saw Athamma all ready and up. Yeah, she has the task of making Sunday Neivethyam, so she was all bathed and had things cooking on the stove! When asked what’s cooking, she said she had the Moong Dal in cooker. I feel sorry for her, gone are those days when she used to relax on Sundays. Now since they got into the habit of pooja on Sunday morning, she has to be all ready early morning and on top, decide what to prepare for Neivethyam. Since …