Kali much rice

Kali much rice

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Seasons turned like pages. Children grew and left, but they carried in their hearts the taste of Kali’s rice. Weddings, births, and farewells were never complete without her blessing—a small, wrapped bundle of rice, tied with a thread of crimson. People claimed it bloomed in the pot, transforming even cold water into a feast. No spice, no oil, just the simple alchemy of grain and time.