Life Delicacies REMEMBERING MY GRANDPARENTS
Life Delicacies REMEMBERING MY GRANDPARENTS The Lord has been great and benevolent that when I was born; had the hands of my grandparents and parents waiting for my arrival: had the privilege of enjoying love and affection of both. I remember my grandfather had nick named me as “Ach” the smaller version of “Achhar” my childhood name and while coming back from his job in Diwankhanna (Mini Secretariat of the King) he used to bring without fail for me, “Sangtare Ki Goli” (Orange Candy) still available in the market if one intends to find: those were days neither of toffees nor of chocolates as at present, ice-cream too was unknown; however, the milk ice (Burf as it was called) sold wrapped in warm cloth was a delicacy available now and then, our “Baba” used to buy for us. “Baba” was fond of “Double Roti” whole bread not sliced as at present: he used to buy for us from an early morning hawker “Goloo”. My grandfather a man of happiness: always saw him excited whenever we visited ...