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Fortunate are those who have had the love of their grandparents.
In this day and age with nuclear families and increasing distances, it’s not a common sight.
A child has grown into an adult but the fragrant memories of a loving grandmother remain.
Coriander could never be cherished so much.
Please read ahead and click the blue link to enjoy the story. Cheers!
My nani always smelled of coriander. The smell was in her hair, her cheeks, the cream cotton kurta that she always paired with a black salwar. I thought she had only one outfit but later discovered that all her clothes were the same color. At the time, my young mind had thought that it was […]
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Thank you. 🙂
this is a beautiful story, deliciously told: the title grabbed my attention and it never wavered; I’ve never read a story where a herb is the centrepiece —
At times, even the most ordinary thing can mean the world to us. It depends upon the feelings and memories that circle around it. Thank you so much, John. 🙂
this is perhaps ny favourite story of yours
Thank you so much, John. It means a lot to me. 🙂
Wonderful story 👌 dear Terveen ❤️
Thank you so much, Jane. I appreciate it. 🙂
Always welcome, dear Terveen ❤️
Memories persist in the words and the plants. Lovely story!
I think those are the relatively safer places that memories can reside. Sometimes, life can be quite ironic. Thanks so much! 🙂
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It’s such a tender and beautiful story.
Thank you so much, Cassa. To loving memories and their immortality. 🙂
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One of my favorites of yours of what I’ve read! Beautiful…
Thanks so much, David! I really appreciate it. 🙂
So beautiful and endearing, and such a wonderful way to memorialize a person. Your words show such deep understanding, compassion, love and respect for the elderly. Memories of my grampa are bouncing around in my noggin right now. I tip my cap to you, Terveen, on a wonderful piece of writing. *tips cap* 🙂
Thanks so much, Mike, for the beautiful comment and the hat tipping. A graceful curtsy right back at you. Haha! I’m glad those memories are bouncing around. It’s good to let them out. We’ll be gone someday too. Will someone remember us too? I wonder…
Such an amazing write, Terveen. I loved this one very much. ☺️
Thank you so much. Jeff. I’m happy that you enjoyed it. Take care and keep writing and inspiring! 🙂
Love this wholesome tale!💕❤
Thank you so much, Aaysid. Good to have you here. Hope you are well. 🙂
Wow, Nani is made of coriander and it keeps giving even after death. And a grandma who can cook so well is the blessing of all. Wish all children are brought up by loving parents or grandparents, although I know that is too much to wish for.
Certain relationships are just wonderful right from the start. Though it’s hard to believe in this day and age. Now, intolerance and short fuses keep getting in the way. Coriander is a lovely spice. It deserved a dedication to it too. Thank you, Haoyan. 🙂
You weaved magic with your words, taking us on a journey where your nani reigned, i am sure that must be one of the most cherished part of your life and then feeling her again through those fresh coriander plants is
magical!!
Thanks Deepak. We immortalize our friends and loved ones through the objects that once were and continue to persist. It’s like holding on to them and cherishing the fond memories. 🙂
True, your story reminded me of a similar experience of mine!!
The poignant description took me back in time and I felt I knew your Nani like I’d known my mother.
Ma smelt of a heady mix of perfume and Bengali spices.
Blown over by the simplicity of this precious piece.
Glad to have met you here, Traveen.
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Hi Natasha, thanks so much for stopping by. I appreciate your lovely comment and the fact that it reminded you of your own mother. That’s a beautiful feeling. Take care and write on. 🙂
Yes, I will. Lookinf forward to reading on too, all that you curate. <3
I commented on Masticadores twice. Haha! This is a favorite of mine, Terveen. Amazing write!
Haha! Thanks for that, Jeff. No amount of your kind words can ever be enough. 🙂
Truly wonderful and heartwarming.