My Home Town is a Pot of Sweet Food with Memory

Every year I plan to visit to my home town with my wife and kids to meet our family members. Since it is so far off and due to paucity of time, only possible to make it happen atleast once in a year. But this is one time affair we try to utilise our time mostly spending with all family members.

Each of the places has its own culture and food habits and hence eating joints are made accordingly especially street side foods. This time, we had amazing time with family members having such delicious food, sweet and drinks not to be mistaken,drinks means lassi. My home town is Patna

Staying in Bangalore, I really miss my hometown especially for these food items. It is not just for tempting tastes but they remind me the old days of my childhood that was grown up filling hunger of food items with memory that etched in our mind. It reminds me  how to stay in scarcity and sparingly spend little money that we had. It reminds me that when my father put down the shutter of his shop in the night and took me to market to buy vegetables and fruits, while returning he satiates my thirst with refreshing lassi at the corner of the market. It was not just lassi but also showing a sense of love from father to his son. He  himself refreshing with a bundle of pan and pack it one for my mom.

In those days, we used to not having much of money. I used to save the pocket money and spend them with family and friends when an auspicious days to arrive, especially in Durgapur and Diwali. Going to chat corner with friends always been a place for chatting and laughing among ourself.

On our visit, we cherished ourself by visiting Mauralok and having eating liti chokha, faloda ice cream, rabri etc.
Making of samosa on every Wednesday from Charkha Samiti, still reminds us homemade touch made by Aganbadi women. This vacation, fortunately we were present on Wednesday and thoroughly enjoyed eating them with all family members.

In early morning, this time we had walked down to Gandhi maidan. While walking it reminds our old days of visiting to this place with entire family members gathered on Vijaya Dashmi to see 'Lanka Dahan' and eating lot of peanuts, the most acceptable time pass, golgappa, milkshake and a lot of munching foods to satiate the hunger. The place became like a great Indian show in just one ground.

My school was just 100 metre away from my home. This vacation I walked down and I felt just nostalgic in the morning. It was school time, children were entering to school. Outside the gate a lot street side vendors werr surrounded by children. It took me to my old days as if I  was standing awaiting my turn to get 'chuski' by paying just Rs 1. While entering to school I used to take some jaggery made sweet called 'latha' for myself and my friends.

While spending time in home, the most memorable and refreshing time was getting homemade food that was been served by bhabhi. Nowwhere restaurant in the world can replace the homemade food. It is not because of its simplicity and hieginic but it contents love and affection eating and enjoying together. It reminds our old days, my mother used to cook delicious food especially Pulao and Paneer and we enjoyed every bit of it. My son likes very much halwa, not just him but everyone likes it since the recipe of halwa is given my mother, so he named it 'Dadi halwa'. This time while reaching home on first day my son asked for Daldi Halwa. My mother didnt held up herself for the love of grandson and cooked it for all of us and we thoroughly enjoyed it.

I am sure your home town must have etched unforgettable memory in your mind for love of food, family, friends and fun.

Do you have such memory? Please write your comment.

Yours
KK