Rotis when made with love

It is quite nostalgic. About ten years back when I got married I didn’t know the ABC of cooking. It was much easier to learn curries and vegetables but rotis and that too round ones looked next to impossible for me. I used to take hours together to cook rotis for just two of us.

Whenever I enter my kitchen to make rotis my husband used to cross his fingers and has to get ready to console me and wipe my tears. It was like, as if I am going on a war front. And by any chance if he enters the kitchen while I am making rotis and god forbid if something goes wrong, all blame goes on him. But he never complained.

As years passed by, I have learned the art of making rotis and not to mention the “round ones”. Today I can make large amount of rotis in matter of few minutes. Thanks to my enduring and adoring husband, who encouraged me even when I served him half burnt or shapeless rotis.

No matter whether your rotis are round or not so round, what matters is the love you put, while making it. Still if the rotis are round it’s like icing on a cake.

PS. Written off the cuff for the “In(di)spire” column of Indiblogger