I chanced upon a penmanship contest the topic of which was "When was the last time that you hand-wrote a letter?" Sadly my handwriting skills have gone unused and have rusted. The topic interested me but with underused handwriting what chance did I stand? Today I generally only handwrite cheques and grocery lists. If the grocery shopper happens to be my better half, then the grocery list is often sent through WhatsApp. Today, receiving invitations to celebrations on social media is no surprise.
Therearemany happy memories associated with handwriting and receiving handwritten letters. As achild, I wrote to my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins scattered across the country. The schoolgirl in me practised what I had been taught, paying great attention to punctuation, spelling and grammar when writing. So much thought went into the penning of the letter. Then came the actual scripting in my best hand. If those blueinlands could talk...they would have quite a few tales to tell. The treasure trove of memories also includes an excited little girl crafting that mandatory letter to Santa, Christmas after Christmas until she finally grew up.
There was always a stack of blue inlands and a half-a - a - dozen or so postcards lying around the house. Mom and Dad wrote to their parents, siblings and relatives.
The letter-writing continued all through college and extended to college friends too. We were a bunch of crazy college girls living in different parts of the city, hanging outtogether and writing letters and postcards to each other during vacations telling of the movies we were watching, the books wewerereading and other chit -chat. I wrote to my mom when Itook upa job outside my home city.Thenwas the odd letter to friends and relatives aftermarriagein themid-nineties. It was aroundthat timethat the hand-written letter began to lose ground.
I don’t quite remember when I completely stopped hand writing letters but after I tied the knot and the boys came along the letters were few and far between.
I have as precious keepsakes a bunch of handwritten letters that see me skipping down memory lane. When was the last time that you wrote a letter?
Food goes beyond
being a means of sustenance. It brings people together. It fosters bonds of
love, care and kindness. “The way to man’s heart is through his stomach, said
somebody and thus wrote my Father to my mother, “Your every dish is a poem," in a recipe book that he gifted to her.
How
does food create a language of love?
§Cooking
Together – Preparing
a meal with someone, whether it is parents cooking together or parents and
children or siblings or friends or newlyweds - Amidst the cleaning chopping and
stirring, a rapport is built and bonds are strengthened.
§Sharing
meals–
Family meals spread positive vibes and bring the family closer. Leaving behind
or even sharing the rants of the day, family come together to share and bond
over food. It is also an opportunity to thank the one who prepared the
meal which is often the mom.
§Cultural
connection – Food
celebrates cultural diversity. The lunch hour in workplaces resembles a
restaurant with different cuisines to relish. I fondly recall the school lunch hour
where we ate from each other’s lunch boxes meals so lovingly prepared by our
mothers. Devilled eggs, Jhaal Muri and endless cups of tea were among the food items over
which we created and strengthened our bonds of friendship in the college.
§Occasions –
Birthdays anniversaries, and
milestones all call for celebration and what is a celebration without food? Food
may be an integral part of a memorial service celebrating the departed's life. As
a birthday remembrance, a lunch was organised to celebrate the life and times
of my recently departed mother–in–law who incidentally, cooked some awesome
food.
§Comfort
food – Comfort
food may not always be healthy but it is connected to love and warmth that you
may be in dire need at some point in your life.
Food is therefore
a fantastic language that speaks of love in so many different ways.
I was introduced
to Sattu at a healthcare programme and have grown fond of it. I try and
incorporate the food into my diet in various ways.
Popular in Jharkhand,
Uttar Pradesh, Punjab, Bihar Uttarakhand, and even some parts of Pakistan Sattu
is a protein-rich, plant-based flour made from dry-roasted Bengal gram or
chickpeas. This recently recognized superfood is said to have originated in
Tibet where it is called TSampa.It is also available in different forms, such as wheat, barley or Jowar.
Sattu ki Kadi
owar. Sattu is especially beneficial during the
summer because of its cooling properties. Sattu is unique to Bihari cuisine and
Litti Choka remains a popular dish even among non-Biharis. Litti is a whole wheat
dough ball stuffed with a spiced mixture of sattu and served with a veggie mash
called chokha. The littis are traditionally roasted on
charcoal fires but in homes they are generally baked in an oven.
My favourite
dishes with Sattu are a Sattu summer cooler, sattu ki kadi, I also enjoy Sattu pancakes, and sattu ladoos You can even mix it with the flour that you
use to make your rotis and parathas. I’ve recently begun indulging in a
sattu-mango smoothie that I discovered on the internet.
Why is Sattu good for you?
·Maintains
blood sugar levels
– Sattu is high in fibre and this helps maintain blood sugar levels.
·Aids
digestion – The large quantities
of insoluble fibre aid in constipation and acidity issues.
·High
nutritional value
– Sattu is rich in protein, fibre, calcium, iron, manganese and magnesium and
the dry roasting process enhances the nutritional value of the flour. With its
high protein content, it serves as a good alternative for vegans and
vegetarians.
Two of my favourite recipes:
Sattu -mango smoothie
Blend one mango, 1/2 cup curd, 4 tbsps sattu, any sweetener of your choice, 1-2 glasses of chilled water.
sattu -mango smoothie
If new to you, kindly consult your healthcare provider before consuming sattu.
During the 19th
century, Bombay Christians were glad to be employed by the British East India
Company but decided to differentiate themselves from the Goans and Mangloreans who
also headed to Bombay seeking employment. Thus these locals from the western
coast of Maharashtra called themselves East -Indians. East Indian
strongholds in Mumbai include Gorai,
Vasai, Versova, Bandra, Colaba, Thane and Mazazgon.
I am an East –Indian and as a schoolgirl, I spent several
summer vacations in my grandma’s house in Mumbai. One memory that has stayed
with me is of a group of women coming to my grandma’s home almost every summer
to pound at least 20 plus spices, sun-dried for a few days into a fine crimson
powder called “Bottle Masala” unique to the East – Indian community. The women
spent the entire afternoon pounding the ingredients in Grandma's garden. They pounded the spices in
a huge wooden drum with long, wooden sticks. The masala is not pungent but flavourful and
fragrant. It is used in the preparation of meat, fish and vegetables.I even use it in my preparation of channa masala.
Once the masala is ready,
as was and is the practice it is filled into dark beer bottles and pounded down
firmly with a wooden spoon. Then it is distributed among family members or sold. The
quantity made usually lasts the entire year. I remember Mom carrying away her
stock of Bottle Masala to far off Jamshedpur.
The masala is called ‘Bottle
Masala’ because it is stored in dark beer bottles, to protect it from light
that could alter the colour and taste. The beer bottles must be
properly washed and dried because moisture would cause mould. The masala women are not a very common sight today as
many families grind the spices in a mill. The recipe may vary from family to family. On a lighter note, families may hold back that one secret ingredient but every East Indian will
swear by that magic in a bottle.
Being an adult is not
all fun and games. I may enjoy a certain kind of freedom but adulthood also brings with it certain duties and responsibilities
that must be taken seriously or I am still a child in the garb of an adult. As
an adult, I am expected to behave and speak in a certain way and I list below
my social and personal responsibilities.
·Managing
Finance - I must have my finances in
order as I budget and invest. I must contribute to meeting household expenses if
I am employed and live with my parents; my husband and I both did.
·Accountability
– I am accountable for all that I do and say. Playing the blame game within the family or community doesn’t
speak well of me.
·Living
in harmony – I am part of a larger community. Hence I must strive to live in peace
and harmony with my neighbours and resolve conflicts. Being part of a community also calls for
respecting the rights of others, and being tolerant, trustworthy, self–disciplined and helpful.
CCaring
for the environment – My responsibility as an adult would certainly extend to
caring for the environment. I ‘need to incorporate ‘Reduce, reuse and recycle
into my lifestyle while educating others about the same. Conserving water,
using less plastic, and being a plant parent would be on my list.
MMaking decisions on my own - When it comes to
matters of the heart or decisions regarding career choices or finance, I listen
to suggestions and advice, but at the end of the day, I have to take the final
call.
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What would figure in your list of responsibilities?