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Toodling along with my mother and grandmother to the sabzi mandi has been such an unforgettable and ingrained part of my childhood memory. Probably for many of you too ...
I remember the mounds of vibrant vegetables, hawkers in cacophony, wet streets, flies, the smell of fish in the wetmarkets of Bandra and the colors of green and red as my mother would handpick the tomatoes like rubies of a new size. All this seemed so trivial to me as I would hold on to her hand and tug on her to hurry up. Ice cream was the cherry on the cake to be a good shopper along with my beautiful ladies.
My mother and grandmother would often tell me these are the important things and most basic necessities in life and to enjoy the feel of the fruits and vegetables. All I would enjoy was the color and to see the fish of the ocean lis there infront me as I watched it wondering when it will swoop back into the sea.
Life now for many years meant shopping for fruits, vegetables and meat in an air conditined store with glistening colors and fruits neatly packaged in plastic clong wrap gently placed over styrofoam.
In these times of Covid 19 where farmers lose to the world pandemic and sabzi mandis work within timelines , where we can't shop the way we used to and the poor Vegetable vendor has little to none to take back for his family & some vendors have left their spots & gone back to villages the markets don't feel the same. Here, in USA we shop within timelines too giving a breathing space of pure time to the elderly.
Times have changed and like you, I do hope we can walk again without these masks of life, once again hear the hawkers, see the colors of vegetables and smell the ocean in the wet markets where a child can still tug on to her mother and try and hurry her up where the mother just stands and stares and enjoys the moments of life together, this time in a sabzi mandi.
Fruit auction market. #SabziMandi https://www.instagram.com/p/BxK0e2jlpgI/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1diewjqhdwjy1
#sm #sabzimandi #photographyy https://www.instagram.com/p/Btn9ft7ntnY/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=3nidi1r0d0c4
wishing I was in bangalore drinking filter coffee and eating sambhar idli for breakfast to nurse this cold and fever but this throwback from a sabzi mandi will do for now. #bangalore #loveyourcitymore #sabzimandi (at City Market,Bangalore)
Sabz sabzi.