"Home Food"

I didn't miss my home food because it was perfect. I missed it because every meal carried a little piece of home with it.

When I lived in my home the food was just a food for me. I still remember my mom used to beat me and feed with her hands and I used to feel irritated because of that. I used to skip the food and also throw away if I don't like the item and I used to not think much about it.

After moving to the hostel started noticing the difference. I still remember if I don't like the food made by my mum I used to not eat it and throw away and then she used to again prepare a separate dish for me to eat. But here, in hostel there will be none to check or look after me. Only I myself should take care about me. Even if I throw away the food my mum will not be there to prepare a new one for me. That hurts me a lot whenever I think and then I started loving my mom's food that she prepares in our home...from them I never throw away the food whenever I go home. I'll just complete all the items that kept in my plate to eat.

It's not about the taste, it's about the feeling behind it. The love behind every food item prepared at home.

I still remember my mum used to feed me with her hands even I was a grown up kid cause she doesn't want to see me hungry. Always care about me.

And the day when I was more stressed, tired then for sure the home food comes Into my mind. Then the 1st thing the tears straight away runs from my eyes.

And also the food made in hostel the tasteless Sambar, unboiled rice, smelly curd remebers my lovely home food. There are many night's where I cried while eating by missing my home food. This is so sad to stay in hostel and missing the home food...but for good future I've to...no alternative for this.

"No pain no gain" everything happens for a reason. I still miss my home food but can do anything, the love of my parents is always precious and different and we can see that only when we live far away from that...and that's little tough but sad truth!

There will be many things that we don't like in the hostel but the main problem always will be about the food....

It will be always special because it comes with care, familiarity, and memories filled with love.

Always never forget the roots.

It's always about the food which give us energy improves health and it is a one of the important thing to our body to live. So never forget to have a proper diet, have a good food and live happily and thank your parents for everything.

Wherever we are, Whatever we are, how ever we are the home food is the home food that's it.