This struck my mind in my office at lunch, for a bowl of rice or a roti (unleavened whole meal bread) to reach our tables begins with the sweat and toil of the farmer in the farms, the labourers, the traders and the skill of the chef (often our mother) in the kitchen. The art, mastery & dexterity involved in the ploughing of land, sowing of seeds, nurturing the crops & harvest and that involved in the kitchen to mix the most humble of ingredients to create something ingenious & delicious is beyond compare.
Yet, when born in prosperity, we often misjudge the importance of food in our daily lives. We leave plates full of food in the trash once we are done, without the slightest idea of how important every grain of food is in the lives of those less-fortunate.
Words aside, for a live example visit the Madina…
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