While each one of us were relishing the last few bites of gajar ka halwa, mom kept sweating in the kitchen cooking food for lunch. She took a glimpse of the empty bowl that dad had just left in the sink to wash and wished secretly, if only someone knew she also wanted to taste it before it got finished, but yet kept silent.

When each one of us got busy watching tv, she walked out of the kitchen to dining and smiled. She looked at her plate and realised that dad had made sure that she has few spoonfuls of her favorite dish tonight, before everyone finished it.

She cried and smiled.

Ps: Little gestures of love.

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