Happy Birthday, Mummy!

.A letter to my siblings It's hard to forget someone who gave us so much to remember! It’s mummy’s birthday today and I’m awash with a kaleidoscope of memories- childhood memories that celebrate our family life! For mummy every day was a day to celebrate and she did it with so much zest. She was aptly nicknamed Papa and when I think of that it brings out the child in me and I feel like giggling, remembering how she enjoyed nursery rhymes and fairy tales even in her adult life! Mummy considered a birthday in the family as a red letter day and a day to be celebrated. A celebration should have the accompaniments of food, frolic and fun. So on her birthday, in remembrance of her, let’s celebrate with a ‘mocktale’ of food[all those sinfully delicious sweets and savouries she so often made] with rhymes, just for some fun ….. Mummy Dearest’s Yummy Zest, Tummy Fest….. Globjarm, Halwa, Mysorepak You made us as happy as a lark. When our hunger pangs struck Down went your existence luck. Globjarm, Halwa, Mysorepak Pat-a-thattai,pat-a-thattai, mummy’s fingers Fry us a thattai as our greed lingers. Pat it and fry it and mark it with love and fuss, And put it on a plate for Daddy and us! One, two, give us rava ladoo Three, four, give us some more Five, six, slurps and licks Seven, eight, we relished and ate Nine, ten, a satisfied yen! Karachevu Ottupakada sat on the snack  rack Karachevu Ottupakada tempted us, a greedy pack. All of the rack’s height and all of our will-power Couldn’t keep Karachevu Ottupakada from us far. Muruku, Cheedai quite crunchy What makes you tasty so? Your refill requests and mummy’s culinary quests And her kids’ satisfaction all aglow!