Samosas - A Burst of Flavours


 The steam engine whistled loudly and bellowed out a huge column of black smoke as the train entered a very small railway station called Kosi Kalan! It was a cold December morning as I heard the cries of ‘ Samosa’, ‘Garam Samosa’( Hot Samosa)! My small face was pressed against the window of the train’s compartment as I called the hawker and my parents bought the piping hot samosas for me and my brothers for our indulgence! These are some memories of my fir...

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Rahul Bhatia

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