Hello everyone, how are you all? Hope you are well. I am back among you again. My heart loves rain because seeing rain makes me feel good. I love the rain when the clouds in the sky make me happy, when the rain of relief falls. When it turns black all around, waiting for rain, I stare blankly when it rains. It rained all day today. Because now is the rainy season. When I was a child, I used to see my mother cooking khichuri in the morning when it rained. My childhood has disappeared. When it rained, we all went to the field together with a ball. Brothers and sisters used to play football together. Want to get back the lost childhood again and again.
The memories accumulated in childhood are remembered again and again after seeing the rain. I have many memories in my life surrounding the rain. On the way to school, we used to talk about how if it rains today, after the school break, we will put the umbrella in the bag and get wet. On the way back from school, when I came in the middle, I saw that it started raining, then I closed the umbrella, put it in my bag, and came home getting wet. I have a childhood girlfriend. We three girlfriends now live in three countries. And talk about how we used to have fun on the way to school. Today I cooked khichuri at home. Meat. Salad. I took pictures of the food on my camera. I shared the pictures with you.
I love to cook. Always try to cook with your own hands. There was a time when I didn't know the name of any spice. Now I have learned to cook on my own. People are slaves to habits. Every time I cook any food, the taste of cooking increases. When I was at my father's house, I never went to the kitchen. I did not even know what my mother had cooked. I liked to eat the food that my mother served in front of me. I didn't understand the taste of the food, and I didn't like the sauce. If I asked if there was salt in the curry, I could not say because I did not understand the taste of food.
I have now understood that while cooking, how to cook food will increase the taste of the food. I have now understood that while cooking, how to cook food will increase the taste of the food. Cooking is an art. Everyone cooks like that. Because they like to eat. Now, such a time has come that I have forgotten my favorite food. What I loved to eat. Because now no one asks me what food I like. I am sharing these words with you today, and I remember my mother's words again and again. Nothing can be compared to Ma. Mother used to ask me all the time what to eat and what to ask my father to bring. Sometimes, Dad wants to know what you want to eat. I used to tell my mother without saying anything to my father. Mom has never been told I love you so much. In every family, a mother is a valuable asset to a child, a place of dependence where one can open up and breathe a sigh of relief. A mother is a person who can never be shared with anyone. A mother is a person who is free from thoughts. Mom, I love you so much.
