SC-S29/W3- Nostalgia Of The Liitle Me : Childhood Food Memories

Assalamu Alaikum,

First of all, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to @sohanurrahman bhai, the organizer of this beautiful and emotional competition. Thank you very much for creating such a wonderful opportunity to relive the taste of childhood food and the lost days. This event reminds us that ordinary memories are actually the most valuable assets in life. I feel really lucky to be able to participate in this beautiful competition.

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Food is not just about satisfying hunger, food tells the story of our lives. Whenever I think of my childhood, the first thing that comes to mind is some familiar smells from the courtyard and kitchen of our small village house. Those smells were the safest refuge of my childhood. My favorite childhood foods were rice, dal, potato stew and fried dry chilies. Although the foods were very simple, their importance to me was infinite. Because every piece of this food was associated with the love, care and unconditional affection of my mother.

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My mother usually cooked these dishes with her own hands. Boiling potatoes with lentils in an earthen stove and making them into a stew with mustard oil was a kind of silent expression of love. I didn't understand it then, but now I understand that this was the safest time of my life. We usually ate this dish at noon in our village house. Sometimes sitting in the yard, sometimes inside the house, there was a peaceful environment around, the chirping of birds and the loving presence of my mother. There was no pressure in life then, there was only the joy of the present moment.

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Today, when I think of this dish, many feelings arise in my heart. Maya, love and a kind of soft pain. Although this food is still a part of my life, the people, environment and feelings of that time are no longer there. So the taste is no longer the same. This memory has taught me that happiness is actually very simple, with little food and the love of loved ones. Today, when I cook for my children, I try to convey that love through food, which my mother once gave me.

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I remember rice, dal, potato, and fried dry chili most clearly. This food is special to me because it is associated with my mother's love, childhood security, and memories of a simple life.

My mother usually prepared these foods for you. At that time, I felt very safe, loved, and cared for as a child.

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I usually ate these foods at noon at our house in the village.

When you think about the taste and smell of food, a kind of soft pain of nostalgia, illusion, love, gratitude comes back.

This food is still part of my life, but it doesn't have the same taste and feeling as before. It is now a precious memory mixed with reality.

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Childhood food memories are actually the roots of our lives. Time changes, life changes, but these memories remain forever in the depths of the heart. These memories are our spark, when love is in our heart, anything ordinary becomes extraordinary. I am truly grateful to be able to touch the days of childhood again through this beautiful event. I hope this writing of mine will take you back to some corner of your own childhood.

Finally, I cordially invite my three dear friends to participate in this beautiful competition,
@hive-141434
@tipu
@me-tarzan