There was a time, during my childhood days in Kolkata when
the panacea to all illness seemed a hot steaming bowl of mutton or chicken
stew. “Oh my God you are running a temperature!! Caught a cold didn’t you? Have
Crocin now. Will make you mutton stew today….” my Maa used to say. At other
times Baba used to ask, “What happened? You are looking pale!! Not feeling
well?…Take rest…Will bring some chicken from the market and Maa will make you chicken
stew…don’t have anything else…you’ll be okay in no time.” I waited eagerly for
that deliciously wonderful stew cooked by Maa. So lovely were those days of being
nestled in the warmth of love and care of parents…..and the sheer magic of home
remedies!!
Mutton Stew |