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KOCHUMON & FAMILY
Cooked with Love
My Dearest Ammachy, would always have to do with
Chakka. I would settle in with
Thank you, for being part the smell of the morning dew
of the memories I cherish the while I carelessly picked a slice
most. or two from your plate. As the
My summer breaks at the Veranda slowly filled up, the
little old house that sat coy- place would be engulfed with
ly on top of the hill, nestled giggles and laughter and you
amidst the trees. I would wake would look at us with a smile.
up to the morning rush in- Today I realize that smile was
side the kitchen; plates clat- that of pride and content-
tering, oil splattering while ment, for this was the world
someone mercilessly rolled you built with love, patience
around a rock because “kallel and humility. I promise that
arrekunna ruchi vere onni- however far we may be, we
num kittilla”. Those creaky will always come back to this
brown kitchen doors lead- veranda to fill it with new
ing to the veranda,while you memories and new reasons to
would be sitting on your chair Love and Laugh.
preparing for our favourite Forever & Always
breakfasts are among my Chinnu
favourite memories. Yes, it D/o Kochumon, Dubai, UAE
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