Sunday, March 15, 2015

Chop chop

May light always bless those hands that bother to feed you. May the sun make sure there's smile on the face when they worry about your hungry. May the wind play with their hair when they're toiling in the kitchen. May the sweat that breaks on their brow never enter their eyes. May grief fail to touch their heart. May their kindness be repaid in kind. May the desire to cook be always with them. If not, may the food be with them at least. 


Anonymous said...

I will always have food for you. But more than that, I will always have love for you.

Anonymous said...

Annadaata sukhibhava!