Friday, September 25, 2020

Published September 25, 2020 by Nidup Jamtsho with 0 comment

Kharang and Rice : My mom's creativity.

 A friend of mine was sharing about the funny incidences of his pre-primary days. That made me remember my childhood days of years back. Recollecting all those ain't so good enough because it was dominated by bitter things. However, the beautiful part is to remember how my mom used to combat the harsh reality. 

One thing I vividly remember is; cooking of Kharang and Rice in a single crucible (pot) without mixing. I do not really get a clue today, why we felt shy to have Kharang in front of others and proud while having rice? I assume that it may be because of the availability of Kharang in the locality and it was tough in those days to get rice (at my village people grow maize as the main food crop). Though both Kharang and rice serve to fill up our bellies, as a kid it was really a weird thing to have Local Kharang in a lunch box. 

Beautifully my mom used to wash rice before Kharang and put it in the oven in a pot. After a while, she adds Kharang in the same crucible but won't stir it to prevent it from mixing. After cooking, we used to have the upper layer (Kharang) for breakfast and pack the lower layer (rice) in my lunch box. This is just a small portion to describe the greatness of my mother. 


Thank you ama for your sacrifices. Love you so much. Be Healthy and long live dear ama.


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