My mother’s ‘Sambar’

Hour 7

Extra Terrestrial life is irrelevant

Water on Moon, insignificant

Time travel is immaterial

The biggest mystery of my life is how to make ‘Sambar’ like Mom

 

No matter how hard I tried

No matter how I copy the ingredients

No matter how I perfect the timings

Just can’t make ‘Sambar’ like her

 

I think my own Mom is bluffing me

Not telling me the exact measures

Or maybe the exact ingredients

Perhaps she has altogether skipped some spices

 

Enough is enough It’s time to confront her

Get that recipe out of her

“Mom, just give it already” I said

“It’s the only thing that you connect with me” she said

 

Rashmi S Kurup

 

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