The Paratha Story
The day dawned crisp and clear. An early morning routine was underway as I had decided to take that daily grind of preparing for a self-set marathon head-on. Today, my eyes are set on 10k. With a focused mind, I started, enjoying the lush green of my current place of posting as the dappled sun shone through the trees, creating mysterious shadows. The soft breeze kept my exhaustion at bay and pushed me toward my goal for the day. As my run came to an end and I was nearing my abode, I walked past a house that filled the air with the most amazing aroma you could come across in Bhartiya families’ homes in the morning… it is that of the preparation of desi ghee parathas. The smell instantly took me down memory lane, the time wherein I am getting ready for school and Ma is preparing the paratha for breakfast, whereas Papa is busy with his share of chores…viz polishing shoes, making our pencils sharp… to get me and my siblings to school. Simply put, the whole house was always in a rush to ...