Amma, I want to go back early to prepare breakfast for my daughter, she said not sounding too happy.
Don’t you people have bread for breakfast like we do? I asked.
I wish we did but the problem is no one in my family likes bread as they feel it is meant to be eaten only when one falls ill, she moaned.
The incident immediately reminded me of many of my friends and relatives expressing similar opinion of this most convenient ‘breakfast staple’ which was good health wise as well as a ‘labour saving’ device for the woman of the house , be it mother or wife.
Amma, It’s all my fault, continued my maid. All along my children were used to iddli, dosa and upma which I meticulously prepared with the side dishes but now since I STARTED WORKING, I find it difficult to cater to their tastes, she said remorsefully.
But shouldn’t they try to understand? I said feeling sorry for the woman.
Amma, you know , habits die hard, she replied emphasizing on each word. (she spoke in tamil)
It was again an oft repeated refrain I had come across!
n.meera raghavendra rao