Memory of an Old Taste
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monisimam
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It was the time when there was no cooking gas and the meals were prepared on Chulhas using wood or coal as fuel. In my village, people also used cow dung cakes. As a child, I would sit next to my sister near the chulha to get the warmth and look at the bright red fuel.

Memory of an Old Taste

It was the time when there was no cooking gas and the meals were prepared on Chulhas using wood or coal as fuel. In my village, people also used cow dung cakes.

As a child, I would sit next to my sister near the chulha to get the warmth and look at the bright red fuel.

She used to put potatoes in the chulha for me and when she took it out, it was completely baked, soft and hot. A pleasant smell entered the heart and mind through nostrils.

Time passed fast as it does. I returned to my village with my wife. It was a winter night.

The memory of chulha-baked potatoes rolled before my eyes.

Just then I saw my sister's little daughter wrapping something in Aluminium foil as we sat around bonefire. It was a potato which she managed to put among the burning wood.

Others followed her by doing the same and we had a lot of small pleasantly smelling baked potatoes. I relished it and was transported to the times of my childhood for a while.

We've tastier dishes and desserts these days but the one that touches your inner being is the most delicious one indeed.

Monis Imam, MA(English), Magadh University

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