Two bites in the meal

 I had just gotten married and I was living with my in-laws. The father-in-law was a retired railway officer pensioner. The father-in-law used to entertain himself by taking the name of God full time, chanting, bringing all the household goods from the market by himself, observing astrology and so on. The mother-in-law was always busy looking after all the household chores, cooking, getting up and coming. In-laws were very devout and religious.

The husband was a doctor and was earning a living at home. I was still studying after marriage.

At that time, we had a maid named Suman who was doing the dishes and cleaning the house. She used to do the work for four or five people in full swing. My mother-in-law had a habit. When we wanted to make those hot chapatis, we used to call Suman every day and give him hot chapati with tawa on tea as "Kha gam Suman". Until then, no one had eaten in the morning, but Suman used to share hot chapati and tea in her mother-in-law's hand. Paru and her daughter Meena would come to the door to sell fish. Such a large basket was brought by train from a distance and the doorman was sold.

I used to call my mother-in-law 'Aho Ai'. I want to feed mother Paru and Mina too .. 'Oh, eat some vegetable chapati, you come from afar, eat at least two grasses' so mother would sit down and feed them ...

There was a large influx of people at home, there was a constant flow of visitors..no one wanted to go without eating, it was like our mother's rule to eat only two hays..then my husband was earning alone and my mother was often bitter about why she was left to feed everyone. ..Sometimes I get annoyed..when you see me, sometimes a vegetable grower, sometimes a maid is sitting on the aisle and eating two grasses.

I was a young woman at the time, a little bit confident and egoistic about education. Out of that ego came a smirk of anger .. of that free letter and two hay hospitality ..

As the days went by, my mother-in-law and father-in-law passed away, and unknowingly, time also changed me.

Today, Jayshree, a servant from Tikad, came to Lonavla's house. In many cycles, I did not know when the ego of my youth vanished.

We eat without exertion, this kunkun is always there..kolin, big baskets of vegetables are flowing, the maid who comes home does all the work diligently and I am constantly aware of the feeling that I am just sitting at the table ..

My mother and my father-in-law knew the math of matching people in "two hats" ...

We should eat less "two grasses" but there is real happiness in donating food, there is happiness ... Mother and father-in-law unknowingly performed that ritual on me ... How can they be unloaded?

You gave everything to the trumpet, but you did not just give food, so it was commanded in heaven to go to earth and donate food.

He comes to earth and donates the same "Pitru Paksha" .. and then it is well known that Karna gets salvation ...

This salvation is not on the other side, but it is here and here to see this born and its eye succeeding in eating the other and sharing "two grasses" ....

We can give money to someone, we can give clothes, but giving food from our own plate is different.

Food is the seed of many desires, the human mind is associated with food. That is why food and attitudes are inseparable.

When we associate "two grasses" with another, we give up ego, lusts ...

I would have gone to such a place..water would have dripped from the roof .. the children would have been sitting in the house open .. an old woman would have rolled up a little rag .. and the mistress of the house would have said to me, I hate the ego of my old age .. I hate myself ..

The humanity of the two grasses that my old, poor mother knew makes me appreciate again and again.