Can we possibly name this as Holi cookies? I think colourful cookies will sound better.
He has his name saved in Madhushree’s mobile as Ashok Man Friday. Coming from Gopiballavpur in West Midnapore, a place in West Bengal and Odisha border, he has been there with the family for the last 8 years at least. He came to our house in 2015 and since then, life has been smooth (touch wood). For a working couple, managing a business, passionately blogging, parenting to a son touching five and children to dependent parents from both sides; there cannot be a greater boon than a ‘man Friday’.
He has a separate connection with the son and most of the times, the son bullies him. To an extent, the son teases him by saying ‘especial’ to him every time there is something special, just to make fun of him. At the start of Tugga’s school life in the ‘big’ school, he was naturally overawed by the big building, his new ma’am, new friends, uniform and almost everything around him – tiffin was the least bit of concern. Speaking of which, one of the criteria of putting Tugga in this school was the freedom of sending tiffin of your choice from home. Tiffins at schools act as a great source of bonding between friends, gives exposure to different cultures, food habits, cooking; makes one experience the thrill of stealing and also acts as a silver lining on a really bad day of punishments.
Now, Tugga has got a little bit of a foothold in the school, has grown a gang of friends with whom he supposedly hangs around (yes, hanging around as a term was as non existent in our times just as a transistor radio now) and he looks forward to his tiffin everyday. He has made it a ritual to ask everyday before leaving for school about whats there in the tiffin box. If Ashok is around, he would smile and say ‘Especial’ and Tugga, at the day end would share his evaluation of the tiffin.
Its the Holi week and also school closes till new session in April, so Madhushree wanted to surprise the son. This went as a tiffin on that day. The colourful cookies.