With my book in its last stages of correction before going off to the type setters, I was busy tying things up and tweaking recipes last minute. Since I have been officially designated as the Master Chef Puran Poli Maker of my generation after single-handedly making over two dozen polis for my mother-in-law’s 80th birthday last year, it was absolutely necessary for me to get at least that recipe pat. So the moment I got up I got down to making the stuffing of daal, sugar, cardamom and saffron . But the rest of the day turned out quite differently from how it had started out and the poli making plans had to be shelved. By afternoon though, the storm had settled and we converted our spare bedroom into a spa. Anna Shetty had expressed a desire to have a head massage and a pedicure so I contacted my friend Kay for the number of a masseur who is supposed to be an absolute whizz. It was an afternoon of sheer bliss – to soak one’s feet in hot water, have the most wonderful foot massage and have my toenails buffed to a pretty pearly pink.
Anna Shetty and MIL went for the head massage which turned out to be more than that. As the masseur wrung out the fatigue from the head, neck, arms, back and shoulders, I could see the tension ease out of M-I-P and Anna Shetty .
This morning I woke up the the wonderful aroma of saffron, cardamom and pure ghee……. it Bayda the bai who had woken up early and had attacked the puran with renewed vigour . I have just packed up a dozen of the best ever polis in my Samsung style and will deliver them to Anna Shetty before end of day.
I can’t thank God enough for leaving someone behind to appreciate the fruits of my labour.