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Hi, I am – a wanderer at heart, a storyteller by passion, and someone who believes that journeys are often more beautiful than destinations. Travel, for me, isn’t just about ticking places off a list. It’s about slow mornings in unknown cities, conversations with strangers who feel like friends, the taste of food I can’t quite describe but will never forget, and those moments when I discover a little more about myself along the way. This blog is my space to share not only where I go, but how it feels to truly be there—whether it’s laughing in a bustling market, crying quietly on a solo getaway, or simply soaking in sunsets that make the world pause. If you love stories that are light-hearted, honest, and sometimes a little raw, I hope you’ll feel at home here. Because in the end, travel isn’t just about moving from one place to another—it’s about moving closer to yourself. So, come along. Let’s wander, wonder, and maybe get a little lost together.

Family on a Plate: Our Most-Loved Meals

What are your family’s top 3 favorite meals?

In my family, meals are more than food — they’re little celebrations. If I had to pick our top three favorites, it would be these:

🍛 Biryani: A festival on a plate, full of aroma, arguments over who got the bigger piece of chicken, and lots of laughter.


🥘 Homemade Butter Chicken with Rotis: Creamy, comforting, and usually followed by someone taking a “small nap” that turns into two hours.


🥣 Khichdi with Pickle & Curd: Simple, humble, and strangely the most soothing meal on busy days — tastes like home itself.


Different moods, one thing in common — we love eating together. ❤️

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5 responses to “Family on a Plate: Our Most-Loved Meals”

  1. harythegr8 Avatar
    harythegr8

    Wow, this blog is a feast of flavors and feelings!
    Biryani carries the aroma of celebration, Butter Chicken wraps us in comfort,
    and Khichdi whispers the simplicity of home.
    Meals here are not just food — they’re little festivals of love, laughter, and togetherness.
    Every bite feels like a memory etched forever.

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    1. Shamitabh Avatar
      Shamitabh

      A beautiful way to put it!
      Food truly becomes poetry when it’s tied to our emotions, and you’ve described that bond so warmly. ❤️
      Thank you for sharing such a delicious perspective — it reminds us that a meal isn’t just something we eat, it’s something we feel.
      Here’s to many more plates full of memories and love! 🍽✨

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      1. harythegr8 Avatar
        harythegr8

        u’ve turned food into such deep poetry that I’m afraid my chapati will soon demand an autobiography. And if the lentils start sharing their existential crisis, I’ll have to write a full philosophical thesis for them. Basically, my dinner table is no longer a meal — it’s a university lecture hall, and I’m about to earn a PhD while eating!

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      2. Shamitabh Avatar
        Shamitabh

        🤣🤣 Oh wow, by the time you’re done, your kitchen will need its own syllabus, faculty, and annual day function!
        The chapati can be the guest speaker, the dal can present a research paper on consistency, and the biryani will obviously demand a Lifetime Achievement Award.

        Just make sure you don’t start grading the vegetables — nobody wants to see bhindi cry over low marks! 🥲📚🍲💛

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      3. harythegr8 Avatar
        harythegr8

        Bang on! The kitchen has officially turned into a university — Chapati as the keynote speaker, Dal as the research scholar, and Biryani as the lifetime achiever. Just beware, if Okra gets low grades, it might file a petition for syllabus revision!

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