Yeah its so true... its all stored in our subconscious memory, which at the time we do not realise, but as years pass and we tread through the various phases in life we do the exact same things we once observed.
Achan and Amma (even today) loved cooking and feeding people. I used to wonder what pleasure do they get by spending hours in the kitchen to feed ungrateful guests who enjoy the sumptuous food and don't even return the gesture in word or in kind...dint realise it even when my sister started following the same when she got married and started as a homemker....hehe so immature of me.
The joy lies in giving..... i realise that now when I jump at the opportunity to invite friends home and cook for them... bouts of enthusiasm spring up every time I think of achan... to cook something nice and share it with someone just like he did. I can never match his cookery but i try.
Passion...He did it not for himself but for others to enjoy without expecting anything in return. Thats what he was best know for. Truly 'a selfless life'.
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And felt as if I was reading about my own Achan and Amma...And feeling the smell of the sumptous Pothichoru that Amma used to pack for guests while they return back or for any relative passing on a long distance train journey thru Ernakulam...
Love,
Reshmi
yeah u should Reshmi...its been long since I read something on ur blog....
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