Chapter 1

" Mummy....mummy...we are hungry. please cook some for us. " The tiny voice woke me from my slumber. My neighbour's kids are shouting... those kids are so noisy.

But wait my neighbour doesn't have any kids and wasn't I locked in the freezer of my restaurant....why do I feel so warm and cosy here ?

Did someone save me from that situation ? Even if I was saved ...why are some kids calling me a mother ? I slowly opened my eyes. Eight pairs of eyes watching me. where am I ?

" Mummy ...we are hungry . " said a boy with a cute face. Before I could respond a huge wave of memories struck me. It's not my memory....it's a memory of a woman named Trishna.

She grew up in a Ray family with five brothers, her father was a farmer who raised his family from farming. He gave education to his sons but didn't even think to educate his daughter.

She grew up helping her mother raise her brothers or doing farm work in the field with her father. But she loved to study and used to sneak out to go to school with her brothers. Her younger brother helped her a lot and even taught her many things.

One day she was caught reading a book and her father was furious. He immediately fixed her marriage with the village chief's younger son who was a doctor.

He was perfect in the eyes of the villagers with just one fault...he was married and had four kids with his first wife. His wife died during her fourth child birth. That's why no one wanted to marry their girl with him.

But since trishna's father wants to get rid of her he married his daughter with chief's son. But Trishna wasn't ready to marry yet...she didn't care for anyone, not even for herself. She grew weak and I think that's the time I shifted in her body.

" Mummy ..." a tiny sweet voice brought me back to reality. Her brown eyes glittering like stars. She is so cute. My eyes then feel like a little sleeping baby lying next to me. Trishna has a son of her own....the little guy is sleeping peacefully.

" sit here with your little brother and let me cook something for you. " I told them .They all were surprised but they did what I told them to do.

With the original owner's memory I walked in the kitchen. It's a neat room with a chula neatly cleaned , utensils neatly arranged , Jars full of food. I spotted some sweet potatoes... children can snack on them and meanwhile I can cook food for them.

I took an earthen pot and placed six potatoes in it. That will do for now. And as for the little one....I can smash some potatoes and mix milk with it. He started eating solids I know that.

well I somehow know where am I cause it's plot of a story I loved to read and now I am in it. Trishna doesn't have good relationship with her own family. Her In laws tried to have relationship with her but she didn't keep any.

All I can know about her is she has five children of all of different ages , like purvi is nine years old , Pradip is six years old , Arun is Five years old , Aakash is four years old and Arav is ten months old . Her village name is Mayuripuri. A almost Bengali culture village. which is soo good for me.

She separated from her In laws with her husband and now is living with him. Her husband is a doctor and recently went in a neighborhood village for treating a the village chief. He and Trishna doesn't have a close relationship....I hope he wouldn't notice the difference between our nature.

From a single chef to a normal woman with five children....well let's see how life goes on here. Here food will be good , nice environment and lots of little ones to love. life can't be more better than this.

Advik Chaudhary, my husband loves farming so he has planted many varieties of vegetables at home well fresh vegetables are not bad.

I made the sweet potatoes, I peeled them for the kids , they can have it with salt or butter. I smashed some potatoes and mixed it with milk. l took all the potatoes in a bowl and placed them on the dinning table.

" Kids come here and have a snack. " I called them and they arrived obidently . " Here you can eat it with salt or butter ...here is your butter. Eat it while it's hot....let me feed Arav. " I told them , took the bowl and went to feed Arav.

I took that little thing in my lap and he looked in my eyes, time froze for me. I don't know what feeling is this but I felt that he is mine.And no one can stop me from loving that little baby with that sweet smile.

I carefully started feeding him. He didn't made any problem and eat nicely. From the corner of my eyes I saw the toddlers eating. And I noticed purvi gave all the best parts to her brother's and she is eating the small potato.

Is she feeding her younger brothers the best parts ? She is eating with salt while others are eating with butter. why is she eating like that ? Doesn't she like eating potatoes?

" Purvi don't you like sweet potatoes dear ? " I called her. she hurriedly looked up and said " I like it mummy...it's very tasty. " she said taking few large bites of the potatoes.

" It's okay if you don't like it...mummy will make something else for you. you don't have to eat something you don't like. " I told her , her eyes widen with schok.

" Mummy it's delicious.....I like it. " she said with a smile. " Than eat more.....Arun bring some potatoes from the pot for your sister and Pradip pass her some butter. " I instructed the boys. They all looked at me like I am some sort of alien.

" Mummy it's okay.. .they don't have to do it. " said purvi , my little girl. " They have to if I say so...boys go do it. " I told them.

" we don't do sissy work. " said Arun and left. And his brothers followed him taking him as leader. well , looks like I have some serious work to do here. Arav finished eating so I placed him in the bed and went in the kitchen to bring potatoes for me and my daughter.

I peeled and buttered her potato and fed her little with my hand. " look at you so skinny ...eat more. " I told her . Her eyes teared up ...a little action and she is soo much touched.

" Don't worry from today they will never treat you like that. " I told her , I have to make her brave , strong , confident and that will not happen overnight. It will happen slowly and I will make sure she lives a good life. And those brats...well I will show them today ....no , no I will not beat them but I will teach them a lesson.