She wiped away morsels of food sticking to my mouth as my tiny palm became an airplane and swirled around. She coaxed me to have another bite while looking at me like I was the most precious person in the whole world. That look in her eyes is how I remember Dida. All my memories of her have food playing the central role. She kept it that way, I guess. Dida became as much a part of me as the delicious food that she fed me round the clock. I always came back fatter and full of her love in my heart when I went to visit. I guess she was the only one who knew the size of my heart because she seemed to know the exact measure of love I needed till my next visit. She was the busiest woman I had ever seen, her soft pallu always trailing her around like a mighty bird following a goddess. She smiled when she cooked, she sprinkled love into the kadai just as nonchalantly as she sprinkled salt. She taught me how graceful love could look. And, in the nights, when the whole world seemed too scary for open eyes, she would wrap me in her arms and sing a little song about lollipops till I fell asleep. Dida’s love is a cocoon of protection, woven around me one memory at a time.”
This beautiful quilt in red and maroon hues has the beauty of Kantha and Sashiko coming together on layers of soft made-in-heaven mul to wrap you in comfort! You could use it as a casual throw to add charm to your interiors as well.
