My youngest loves Kesari bath.. I usually make a batch of kesari in the weekend for her, and she eats it for brekkie. There have been times, she came to my room in the middle of the night to tell me that she is really craving for Kesari and would I make some for her? (She can’t roll the letter R and it sounds like Kesali)
The kesari we had in Bangalore always came in orange colour and I too added orange colour (saffron)..Till one day Yaya asked
“Why should the Kesari be orange in colour? Why not blue?”
I didn’t have an explanation why kesari always came in orange and explained perhaps in the beginning people might have used saffron. But it was really exciting to make something colourful..an unexpected kind of joy from something so mundane..
And so we started making Kesari in all sorts of colours.. pink, purple, blue, green.. Current version is deep blue. (yes, I am aware food colours are unhealthy..)
Yaya then remembered how her grandmother used to tell her the story of the fox that fell in to the dye left in a bucket(Neelakurukkan). Amma used to let Yaya pick the colour of dye in the bucket and every afternoon we had the same story, but different colour fox.
Unfortunately, my youngest hardly remembers my mom..
Today I wish, if only life had a different path….