The rice grains Painting

History is engraved on this grain of rice, On it you can read the history of my life A handful I returned to my mother as my price Some I nudged with my toes in my new home as wife Dreams are engraved on this grain of rice It reads my palms as I run through circles of routine It cooks as it simmers all the suppressed screams It knows , though I don’t , I’m not placid it seems History is engraved on these grains of rice. The grain of rice is part of every day life of women in traditional Indian homes. While leaving her maternal home, during wedding ceremonies she throws a handful of grain at her childhood home , thus returning what she consumed there and giving up all claim on her life there. When she steps into her marital home she kicks in a measuring vessel full of rice into the home, thus bringing in times full of luck and fulfilment. In between these ceremonies are the daily meals she cooks and serves for everyone everyday, without fail, her life’s journey on a grain of rice. Through generations, never changing, life after life , time after time.