Food always brings Nostalgia, isn’t it?
Recently I have been noticing that lot of emotions are connected to food and intertwined with relationships! For example, people who cooked for you, people who served your cravings right and the people whom you always eat with… and the list goes on!
Even “Let’s meet for a coffee… or breakfast” is always associated with people. If I think, one doesn’t share a meal-time or a coffee-time unless that person significantly is a part of your life!
I always associate food with my emotions, happy, sad, homesick (Yes! you read that right… Homesick is a feeling for me!).
When I am happy, I would treat myself with a brownie or when I tell myself “Well, you deserve a brownie for all the hard work and the result you have achieved”, when I am down and homesick, I typically make very Coimbatorean home cooked meals and eat with the right combination – Brown Upma with Yoghurt/Banana; Rasam with Scrambled Eggs; Tamarind rice with home made potato chips and the list goes on!
There are certain recipes when I eat, I get reminded of my Mom’s kitchen and eating at home in India – Poori and Potato Masala; Idli and Chicken Gravy!
There are days that I land in Coimbatore and crave for something and my bestie would drive me to the odd but favourite places where we eat Grilled Chicken, a completely Vegan restraurant where we indulge in early morning Hot Pongal and Vadai, a Dessert Haunt for Rasagulla and not to forget our favourite street food vendor who sells North Indian Chats.
One of the best New Year Eve was spent driving around the city and having Idli and Dosai from Kaiyaenthi Bhavan and a mid night Coffee at Cafe Day!
Even in SG, there are only a specific set of people with whom I meet for Breakfast or had gone out for lunch with. Yuvan and me bond over food too, be it home-cooked or eating out his favourite Thai or the very Singaporean Satay and Chicken Rice!
I love taking my Mom out whenever I am back home, I cherish are the evening outs with my cousin A, my brother and Yuvan eating out or bonding over lunch/dinner at either one of the home’s.
So looking at it Food and my Relationships are so intertwined and completely emotional for me! Its meaningful!
is deemed not healthy… but sometimes I do wonder why when someone is trying not to hang on to the past but it still comes back to haunt them at unexpected moments…It’s the moment when no matter what you are doing, everything just comes back flooding in… makes you go numb and takes time to recover.. These moments can last as long as 10 mins to 30 mins or come flashing for a minute…
I have wondered why this happens if you have forgiven somebody? It’s probably because you have forgiven and not forgotten… Forgiven for your own healing, forgiven for your own progress to the next phase of life… But everything flows back in you when the person you forgave takes the other for granted and instead starts defending oneself rather than helping the other to heal completely but make the other person feel more insecure…
Its a process you wouldn’t understand unless you are the one who had decided to forgive somebody in the hope of healing but the person victimizes you… What a shame…
And hanging on to the past becomes your nomenclature as you are striving hard to come through it yet it flows back to you as you are taken for granted.
I know most of the mankind go through this but the form and relationship may be different.. so then comes the question of how to deal with it then? Someone hurt you, you forgave and you are still hurting…
The best is to come to terms with the situation and not to worry much and believe that ‘anyone cant taunt me, but I know and believe in myself and my happiness. Noone except me rules it nor will let ruin it!!’
Be brave and be you is the mantra!!
happens unexpectedly and it could be anything 🙂 My recent mom moment was completely out of the blue!
Scene:– Conversation with his vocal music teacher about ‘vocabulary’ while I was there to pick Yuvan!
Me:- Does your child read? It really helps.. its a good habit not only for academics I think…
Tr:- Ahh I know, but my child doesn’t read much… May be because I am not a reader myself… Do you read??
Yuvan quickly quips in and says,
“My mom is a voracious reader, she reads almosy every night…” (with a sparkle in his eyes)
Tr:- Ohhh Wow…
It’s deftly a mom moment for me knowing my child knows my hobby and appreciates it and follows it! And it gave me a high!
And for a matter of fact he knows I not only read ‘books’ but a lot of news! Reading is just not reading books!
a perfect combination for sanity! I now know for sure – for me – Coffee helps in healing! A morning date with just me and it helped me to sort things in my mind… I am glad I have figured out a few ‘healing theraphy’ units thats works for me!
Yuvan came up to me with his ever favourite Diary of a Wimpy Kid book and insisted I read the pages he pointed out!
But I am glad that he treats me as his friend and shared this with me and we laughed together! I am so happy we read together!!
After a tough week or so, this has been such a reassuring moment to know that your parenting has been good and we can achieve a lot more together!
We both laughed out so loud hysterically!! I feel sooo good!
I am thankful to God for this bond and Yuvan… I wish we can be like this throughout! Love you little man!! I am super happy that he is able to share what he feels right out of his heart to me!
I am going to try and make an effort to be a more fun mom!
My Regular Friday date is handsome, someone who is quite harsh at times, loving at times, understanding mostly, attractive but demanding at times, someone who is genuine and talkative, who has strong opinions…and the list goes on…
He is my usual companion — for many may think an unusual friday date – I have grown to appreciate it – I like being with him for some quality time – mostly starts with a dinner that he craves for on that day or what I crave for – a little catch up on everyday things – many a times book browsing and buying afterwards – and a little bit more tv before winding up for the day with loving cuddles!
Sounds perfect for a Friday night date?? Thanks Yuvan, my dear son for being my regular Friday date!
Love you young man and cherishing these small but precious moments!!
A simple train ride – A friday evening – only myself me – driverless – front compartment – my train of thoughts…
An efficient cycle that is perfect; useful for everyone; yet its own cycle is just endless with more and more expectations; noone appreciates its for its perfections but flaws noticed!