Blogging From A to Z Challenge (April 2016)
This is my third post in the Blogging From A to Z Challenge (April 2016). My theme this year is “Travel”. Alphabet of the day is ‘C’
There are all kinds of travel destinations and means of travel. I sat on my chair and traveled today, easy on the pocket and good for the soul. Sit back, relax and enjoy the musings of my mind.
Today I traveled back to my childhood days and found some beautiful moments tucked away in the folds of time. The year was 1970 and the place was Bombay (Mumbai). I was 6 years old and my sister 8, we were awaiting news of our baby brother or sister, who was going to come home from the hospital. Our mother had been taken to the hospital last night and still there was no news of our new sibling, we couldn’t wait for dad to come get us. Finally he came home and told us about our baby brother who was waiting for us at the hospital with our mom. We were overjoyed and wanted to go see him immediately.
On reaching the hospital, we ran towards the room our mom was in, she looked tired but happy. We hugged her and peeped into the baby cot to look at our brother, he resembled a chubby doll. We lost interest in him the moment the attendant entered the room with a tray of food for our mother. I smelt the boiled eggs before I saw them sitting snugly in the hollow of the ceramic plate, there were four shiny eggs in the plate. I was ravenous, hadn’t eaten anything in all the excitement of seeing my baby brother, my sister was hungry too. Mom saw us eyeing the plate and smiled, and when I asked her if I could eat the boiled eggs, she nodded and told my sister to help herself to a couple of eggs too.
We ignored everybody around us; the new baby, mom, dad and our granny, grabbed two eggs each and demolished them within a few seconds. To date, our parents narrate this anecdote when we all get together at home. The joke never gets old 🙂
I smiled at this nearly four decades old memory and cracked open the shells of the couple of boiled eggs on my plate, made a note to call up sister and remind her of our infamous hungry adventure…bon appetit 🙂
By Sulekha Rawat