Smell of the freshly made mango pickle
swirled through the room leaving all
the aroma of species behind.

The opening of the martabaan(jar),
could be heard across the room.
Within seconds the children flocked around,
with their mouths wide open & drooling.

The lady then with her frail trembling hand
reached out the end of the vessel to take out,
the rare delicacy as the children around her,
fixated their eyes upon.

The lady cunningly said "Those well behaved will get the whole piece for their parantha & maakhan".
The children then with their dismal faces slumped few feets away from her.

The grandma smiled & patted as she
gave them the "divine delicacy"
from the jar onto their plates.


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