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Madhu’s evocative poem, featuring karela and palak, evokes bittersweet nostalgia for a mother’s cooking, a unique experience, exclusively for Different Truths.
Cooking karela with palak and veggies your signature mishmash tangy, bitter and taste of love… I'd call you to put the kadhai on flame lazy to remember you’re always in hand... Today when I tried to recreate the magic my memory slipped tears fell ... I tried to recall the words you had repeated to me... “Once I close my eyes then you will see, so callous and carefree…” With no one to call, no one to scold now, I know what you meant. I'll grow up Mother, I have your memories, full of love and care to nourish my days!
Picture design by Anumita Roy
