What is your favorite sweet thing to eat? Bread pudding? Chocolate chip oatmeal cookies? A smooth and creamy piece of cheesecake? Tell us all about the anticipation and delight of eating your favorite dessert. Not into sweets? Tell us all about your weakness for that certain salty snack.
I have to admit that I have a sweet tooth. I like gorging on all sweets, pudding, chocolate, cookies, ice cream, cheesecake, doughnuts… Choosing one ignoring others will not be a fair thing to do.. Whenever I feel sad or little stressed having chocolates is the best option that cross my mind but keeping in mind not to eat a large portion. It sort of relax and tend to take my focus away from the problem atleast till the time I am enjoying any of my loving dessert.
A SHORT STORY: A SWEET MEMORY
Shama was sitting in her office occupied with the files when a fellow colleague, Suresh happlily confronted her with packs of Aam Papad.
“I went to Amritsar and brought Aam papad for all of the colleagues. Have some.” Suresh said happily.
Shama thanked Suresh and he went on to distribute aam papad to other colleagues in the office.
Shama with the piece of Aam Papad was wandering in her thoughts. Aam Papad has been her favorite sweet and reminded her of her best friend since childhood.
“ Shama and Reena met in sixth grade in school. Though they were poles apart in their thinking and attitude, they became best friends with time. Amongst all differences they share some common likes amidst which was their love for Aam Papad. Easy availability in the school canteen was a benefit for them. Whenever anyone felt bad or had a small fight , Aam papad served as a rescue. They both will eat it together and discuss their problems and feelings with each other. Aam papad turned out to be their best snack during their discussions in the school time.“
Back to the present she ate the aam papad and completed her work. Then soon at the way back home she thought to meet her dear friend and also bought aam papad for her.
She rang the bell and Reema opened the door.
Shama hugged her and gave her a pack of aam papad. Reema smiled and then for two hours they had dinner and aam papad with lots of talking, gossiping and laughing.
Shama left for her home and thought: Few things always remain special to us however, they may seem worthless or small to others.