I grew up in an old colony like atmosphere, where the premises were closed like the modern day residential complexes. We did not have to worry about trespassers and our parents let us lose anywhere within the premises. Also because all heads of the families living in the colony worked in the same office, our parents did not really have to worry about our naughty endeavors, because in every nook and corner of the colony, there was someone who would identify us. Before we would reached our homes, our parents would be informed over the phone, about what we have been upto. But then we had the craziest fun during the festivals with dozens of kids forming groups based on their age groups and having the fun of their lifetime.
There was a phase in my life as a young adult when food was only a means to stay alive and not the end. But today as I take up challenges of life as a mother, I think that food is the best friend that I have on my journey. Ofcourse there are books and my blog, but then there is something called the comfort foods, the static friends who stare back at me and says, ‘Feeling overwhelmed? What are you waiting for? Come on gobble me up and cheer up!’
I know some may argue that treating food as a stress buster may not be a very good idea, but it definitely is the most harmless idea if one knows their limits and is not guilty of putting on unhealthy pounds on themselves. One of these days when I picked up a bowl of my fried rice after a hectic afternoon of taking care of the kids and home chores, I realized that there are some foods that help me relax like no other. These are my ‘comfort foods’. When I indulge in these, stress scuttles out of my system and leaves me refreshed to take on the upcoming challenges with a new vigor. Continue Reading