By eight I was a betel leaf (paan) lover. One afternoon I came to my grandmother. Smiling, she took a piece of paan, poured fennel and sugar in it, gave it an expert twist and put it in my mouth. Soon, my mother came to ask for her paan. She replied, "The leaves are over". Heartbroken that I couldn’t get a second helping, I got up to go, but she stopped me. Opening her silver paan box she took out something. Putting the treasure in my palm, my grandmother said, "Don’t tell anyone. I saved the last one for you."
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| In the lap of love. |
This is post is written for the 100-word Saturday prompt
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awww.. grannies are so cute
ReplyDeleteUnconditional love and pampering is what they define. Welcome to the blog, Tina :)
DeleteYour grand ma is so sweet and amazing, full of love and care. That's why they are grand moms:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Vishal and welcome to the blog :)
DeleteI remember tasting tea for the first time from my Grandma. Must have been 5. Couldn't believe adults drank something that tasted so yucky! :D
ReplyDeleteI still find tea/coffee yucky :P
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