A SWEET MEMORY 

 I hosted my husband’s cousin and his family a month ago. Made some traditional sweets and as we were enjoying them, I mentioned how I had tasted those for the first time in my life. 

It was almost 22 years back, while I was returning from India when my father-in-law came to drop us off at the airport. As I was hugging him for the one last time, he gave me a small box from a sweet store and said, “you would enjoy them.” I thanked him and kept it in my handbag though I never knew what it had. Never did I know in that moment that it would be the last time I would ever get sweets from him.

 It was a long journey back. After a couple of hours of sleep, the hunger pangs hit me, and I decided to check out the sweet box. I opened it and saw these small round balls in pale yellow color. I took one and had a bite. It just melted in my mouth. I had another and another and before you know everyone melted in my mouth. I learned from my husband the name of the sweet: malladu

Two decades forward, I learned the recipe from an online blog and started making them often as my daughter enjoys them just like I do. And every time I make, I think of my father-in-law fondly, how he always got me sweets. 

He remains in my heart as a sweet memory!

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