Shri Ram had fixed a date for the Annaprashan ceremony after consulting it with his Gurudev Vasisth.

It was a moment of great joy everywhere, except for the royal kitchen. There the atmosphere was quite tensed.

"Uff ! Mai kya banau ?" Devi Sita muttered for at least the tenth time.

She had taken up the duty to make food for the Annaprashan ceremony of Rameshwari and now was confused as to what should she make.

After all, it was going to be the first solid food her Shiromani would eat, and that too which would be made by her own hands.

Although the instructions were quite clear that the food should be made from milk and should be tender enough for the baby to eat, Devi Sita wanted it to be nothing less than the best.

And seeing the preparations on the verge of completion she was getting more and more tensed.

"Inn sabka karya samapt hone ko hai aur maine shuru bhi nahi kiya.... Kheer banane se shuru karte hai..." She muttered looking around.

She hurriedly took out a plate and took some rice grains in it, but then stopped.

"Gud toh nikala hi nahi..." She said and went to take out the jaggery.

"Adhik toh nahi ho jayenge ?" Devi Sita wondered looking at the jaggery pieces in the plate, she quickly removed few pieces but now became indecisive.

"Kam toh nahi ho jayenge ?" She muttered.

She kept the jaggery aside for a moment and went back to her rice.

"Pehle chawal chunu ya doodh ubaalu ?" Devi Sita wondered.

She sighed holding her throbbing temples, never has she been so confused in her entire life.

"Sitey ? Kya huya ?" Shri Ram entered the kitchen to check on her.

"Nath !" She ran towards him, falling in his embrace, burying her face in his chest. She sobbed lightly out of frustration.

"Kya huya Sitey ? Ro kyu rahi ho ?" Shri Ram asked worriedly.

"Nath, mujhse bhojan ban hi nahi raha. Mujhe nahi pata ki mai kya kar rahi hu ya mujhe kya karna hai." She said.

"Tum toh sadev swadisht bhojan hi banati ho, aaj kaisi chinta ? Tum jo banaogi tumhari Shiromani woh pehli baar hi khayegi. Uss abodh balika ko kya pata swadist bhojan kya hota hai ? Tum jaisa bhojan banaogi waisa use pasand aayega." He said looking at her.

"Wahi toh mere chinta ka vishaye hai Nath, maine kabhi itne chhote se shishu ke liye bhojan nahi banaya hai. Yadi kheer mei gud tanik adhik ya kam ho gaya toh ? Chawal thik se nahi pake aur Shiromani ka swasthya bigad gaya toh ?" She asked with teared eyes.

"Sitey, tum toh parangat paak-shaashtri ho. Tumse accha bhojan kaun bana sakta hai ?" Shri Ram said with a chuckle.

"Nath, mujhse bhul ho gayi toh ? Mai Shiromani ko mai kharab bhojan karwayungi ? Na na... Mujhse nahi banega aaj ka bhojan.... Mai Mata Kaikeyi se jaa ke aagrah karti hu ki woh bhojan bana de.... Unko toh anubhav bhi hai." Devi Sita said.

"Sitey, kisi anya se Ramey ka bhojan banwaogi ? Woh bhi aaj ke itne mahatwa-poorn din par ? Jab woh pehli baar ann grahan karegi ? Ramey ka adhikaar hai tumhare haatho se bane bhojan ka anand lene ka, apni Shiromani ko iss adhikaar se vanchit na karo." Shri Ram tried to persuade her.

She looked at him a little unsure, he gave her an assuring smile while wiping the tears from her face.

"Sitey, har Mata mei Maa Annapurna ka vaas hota hai. Tum sarvottam bhojan banaogi. Mujhe vishwas hai ki Ramey atayant chaav se tumhare haatho se bane vyanjan khayegi." Shri Ram said with a smile.

Devi Sita fell into her thoughts for a moment, before nodding at his words. A smile appeared on her face, with a certainity in her mind.

"Uchit hai. Mai Shiromani hetu sabse swadisht bhojan banayungi." She said with new found determination.

"Uttam. Aur ab rona mat Sitey. Tum toh jaanti ho mai tumhe peeda mei nahi dekh sakta." Shri Ram said.

"Ha Nath, ab jayiye. Mujhe kheer aur panchamrit banana hai." She said with a smile.

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Chinta na kare Mata Sita, Maa Annapurna bhi aap hai aur Maa Dhanya-Lakshmi bhi aap hai ✨✨