Mum asks me
“Beti, please refresh the tin
Where the masala lives”.
It’s a timeless ritual,
Always me,
Navigating the jigsaw,
Of my Identity.
~Jeera, coriander, golden haldi~
These spices ground me
Lengthening my own roots
To my ancestral home out of reach
Mum says my touch sanctifies her cooking.
How divine is a mother’s blessing…
By: @RadsWrites – Radhika Manek
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