I'm obviously referring to the "food for human tummy" and "the human tongue". "Reeeally?? I thought to myself.
Suddenly, while waiting for the "yellow rice topped with some brown beans and some salsa" dish, my condition transported me from the "now" and real state to "self-reflection" state; I said to myself - "Look around, you are in a food-court with so many options. Hell, I'm in the land of the dreams and with enough greenback to burn then on anything I could easily afford the most expensive food in and around the city!"
Before this and all the while I have been in the US of A I have been spending greenback so lavishly on food where ever I went trying many intercontinental cuisines (No-fish, No Egg, vegetarian options) like Thai/variety of Indian/Italian/Chinese/Middle eastern/ Mexican/Somilian (cuisine named after myself).
"But what am I sad about"? Hell I have been spending $20 to $40 sometimes on a meal. That amount could buy me a meal pretty much anywhere except the super high-class "richtaurants" where some clowns go for anything but food. So why am I sad and why do I feel I'm suffering from the IBS like condition? I gave up this thought for a sec. There was another thought! Hell, I have been so lousy all this while. I tried to date this back when I was at the peak of my capability and performance. I thought - When was the last time I was the "go-getter" with a "killer instinct" or "the man on fire". Suddenly, the lady at the restaurant counter hinted that my dish was ready for pick-up and gobbling.
I quickly got the tray and started at the yellow-rice. I had a bite. While my jaws were crushing the rice in between them, the thought appeared again; when was I at my peak level of performance. I felt that moment.
Made me the most nostalgic ever. These were so many moments that rushed in front of my eyes (virtually).
Moms hand made food. Yes, I'm talking about the sweet feeling of a "full tank of gas" combined with the sound of burps! The sweet feeling of calmness, relaxedness, want-to-hit-the-bed, sleep in the eye after gobbling all he "delightious" food cooked and served by our Mums. Those were the days when all I wanted
after a long day of work or the semesters assignments or cramming for exams was "Moms handmade food"; it relaxed me and buried my worries in the "black hole of nowhere" leaving me charged and motivated and supplied me all the energy to get through the next big thing. She supplied the food that you most liked (which multiplied your energy-levels). That was my fuel and subsequently the food for my thought process!
Back to the "now" moment. I said to myself whatever I eat, how much ever I gobble, which ever places I go,
I am missing that "feeling of eternal bliss" in all of me (mind, body and soul). I felt deprived. That is my happiness and its oceans away! At this moment it would not make a single difference to me even if I could afford to build my own palace on the moon or hire the best chef of all times for all my life. What I realize is that there were 23 years in to my making with that food, how could I miss the point? ...and here I was looking for substitutes!!!
Okay, so you've reached this point. May be you would have had one or 2 or may be more images of your moms hand made food and recounting those "bliss-periences" from the past. If not then may be like, now!
But some of you may wondered whats "mom-made food" got to do with the Indian economy????
Mom-made food is not just mom-made food. Its what you are built with. You have been shaped up with that, nourished with that, grown up with that! The most essential ingredient that I am going to spell out is the "moms love" that goes into making that food and folks you know what I'm referring to...exactly, inexpressible!
Well, mom-made food is the most often missed and unspoken action and is the most essential foundation of the youth of India who are the luckiest people I believe who are blessed with it, if not with fancy homes/fancy cars/ etc.
I felt stronger then. It was my fuel then! If I had nothing I would not worry but if I was deprived of that food back then I would be! They youth of India is the engine of the Indian economy and their Moms are servicing them meal by meal from breakfast to dinner along with their specialty treats! I would not be surprised if you are thinking of your favorite mom-made dish right now!
Indian Moms are really the inspiration to the Indian youth. That is the action that goes unnoticed and unspoken while we have all the economic mumbo-jumbo release every so often ...GDP, EPS..blah blah..blah blah!
Indian moms have had the greatest hand in the development of our economy up until atleast my generation. They have kept the Indian youth engines "all guns blazing" and on fire all the time be it recession or otherwise.
I don't know if this moms act will sustain with the coming generations since we think we are so dead right and justified to ourselves that copying the ways of the west is the best. The future youths building block is in great danger as we copy the ways of the west in feeding style, at the least!
My only wish - To be Indian moms of the future please keep this wonderful act of yours always alive!
This is for you Mom- you and your hand made food is the best!
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