
Have the taste of your own medicine. Heard it a lot when I try to give life advice to my close ones in trouble, stress, or tension, although these three are my big-time buddies since I got into class 1.
We are so confident and full of positivity when someone discusses their problem with us. Assumption of being their one and only savior comes into our head and we provide them our very own non-implemented words of wisdom.
But what if, you only don’t get to taste your own medicine?
Every artist has a right to test their art by judging them from various perspectives counting one of their own.
There was a time I made something out of scrap but I was not able to try it and then karma hit me with something in the future, about which I am gonna narrate to all of you today.

I had already made chocolate tarts in the past but during my bakery course in New Delhi, I was taught how to make a tart from scratch without using digestive biscuits. I was excited to make something from its raw ingredients filled with fresh whipped cream and glazed fruits.
The only issue with the dish was, it contained eggs and it was the time of Navratri when I am not supposed to consume any type of nonveg item since it was part of the fast. I prepared the tart by mixing sugar, and flour with cold butter shaping it in the shell and baking it, its smell was all over my hands but I couldn’t eat it. After getting baked it smelled warm, buttery, and crunchy but I didn’t even try it. It wasn’t regretted me the fruit tart looked so perfect that anyone would get attracted towards it to eat it.

A few months later in college, we were supposed to make tart again with the egg recipe, and again Navratri was here yes I was on a fast but that day I hadn’t had breakfast and if I didn’t have the tarts in lunch it would have been a tough day to survive, on an 8-hour schedule of study with an empty stomach was not my cup of tea so I went for the tarts filled fruit jam and garnished icing sugar meant to be super sweet but my hunger was not in a state to do any kind of partiality.
Those 5 jam tarts were like a bomb of sweetness I had in a very long time but I had to have some calories at that point in time.
Had heard that karma hits bad but this was an experience of mine where karma hit hard but super sweet hard!