I personally had a special fascination with this rhyme. Do you know why? In my memory, the poem is still echoing. And I still remember how my mom taught me.

Once upon a time, on a busy kitchen shelf full of other pots and pans, there resided the two proud spices: Green Chilli and Red Dry Chilli.

Life is incomplete without SPICES, and this story begins in an everyday Indian kitchen where two spices, Haldi or Turmeric, and Namak or Salt exist.

It’s a story of sweetness that talks about Unity in Diversity. One day, a breaking news gained the attention of the global audience.

In one of the lush green vegetable gardens of Rupnanagar village, many vegetables are cultivated by the farmers under the sun.