Moving on Untiring Path

Date written: 20 sep 2019 A most significant piece of one's diet is Roti. Every day we may switch to a diverse dish as per our taste and preferences but we seldom change roti to puri or paratha. Being the most important portion of the diet and that puts a lot of pressure on the cook. Making 20, 30 or 200 Rotis a day is not an easy responsibility. The size, shape and smoothness, all matters and above all to cook it uniformly. Well, I am not going to discuss the significance of roti rather an episode of my life which appears every day as I recall the segments of the past. I started cooking when I was in fifth grade and the first task was to make a roti. Because then I thought that cooking rice is more tedious than making roti. I recollect that I assembled plenty of flour in the small utensil and was struggling to knead it as per Mark. Ultimately, my mother came to resolve me from the thought that why all the flour is not uniting as a single molecule?? Hence she gave it a fin

Evanascent memories remain at the back of my mind. Somewhere lost in discovering the chimerical thoughts. The pleasant fragrance of the raindrops Wetting the earth, Bring the jewels of season back. As if an epoch has just begun, Humming the songs of spring. Spreading alacrity in the surroundings Deep down I hear the voices of an innocent child, Telling to once again rejoice. The reminiscent eyes look to the rain With hope...