Sher Khurma takes me back to my naughty part from childhood. I used to climb compound wall when I was 9 years old just to enjoy the warmth of sher khurma and my neighbour Aunt's love! Auntie never forget me to call for bowl of sher khurma. And always on the way back home she used to come with me with a big dabba full of sher khurma to drop me at my house to make sure I don't get scolding for jumping off the wall from mumma! I miss her on every Eid! But I still demand her to make some even if it is not even Eid whenever I get chance to visit my parents house. On this Eid I got lucky! While talking with one of my daughter's classmate's mother about sher khurma and Eid! I couldn't stop myself sharing my memories and remembering my Auntie... And next day my friend surprised me with this box of memories and sher khurma! That's the advantage of being a mother 😀. Sher khurma is patience...
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