I recently moved into my first house and it brought back memories of my grandmother’s house where I was born, a place that still feels like home despite being a distant memory. There were cows in the backyard of the house that provided milk, and I remember my grandmother describing the Indian tradition to boil milk till it overflows when moving into a new house. It was a symbol of wealth and prosperity. Regardless of the meaning, I thought I should reconnect with the tradition, if not for anything but to associate with the warm memory of my first home.
