A Taste of Tradition ~ Rajasthani Lifestyle with Vijaya Mehta

by on April 5, 2018

The serenity and finesse with which she runs her household are truly admirable. Although she grew up in Maharashtra, Vijaya Mehta’s love for Rajasthan is palpable; her charming residence at the heart of the Pink City bears testimony to this fact. Sadhana Chordia, who initially introduced us, was right in describing the 64 year-old as a “beautiful lady in a beautiful house”.
The comportment of the domestic staff and the hospitality extended towards guests were impeccable. As I learned during our interview, proper grooming and training of the staff is an integral part of the Mehta family tradition. As Vijayaji explains, “As a newlywed, I learnt that treating the cook and other staff with respect and care would help me win their confidence. Only after gaining their trust could I begin to learn the family recipes and the subtle nuances of each household member.”
The lentil snack and sweet cheela she served us not just tasted authentic but had a timeless quality. Here are some snippets from the conversation, translated into English.

Vijaya Mehta
I grew up in Yavatmal in Maharashtra but moved to Beawar in Rajasthan after my marriage at 15 to Virendraji Mehta. There were many differences between our two families but being young, I adapted easily. While most Rajasthani women during those days wore the traditional ghaghra-odhani, my husband’s family did not follow this tradition. In fact, my mother-in-law used to wear elegant organdie and chiffon saris, accessorised with sunglasses.
My mother-in-law was friendly with members of Rajwada royalty. Hence, the royal Rajasthani lifestyle and influence seeped into our house as well—right from the way we dressed and our cooking style to how we pampered ourselves. The manner in which the staff was trained to serve the guests and speak with utmost respect in beautiful Marwari dialect was reminiscent of the corporate staff training you see in hotels nowadays. I still remember how my mother-in-law gently groomed me into paying attention to details. She left such a deep impression on me that over the years, even after we moved away from Beawar, I continued to do a lot of things the way I learnt from her.
Traditions of food revolve around recipes as well as mannerisms and etiquette. The working staff at our house commanded as much respect from the youngsters as the household elders. For generations, the staff would continue to work in the same households, with their growing loyalty and familiarity becoming a major factor in commanding respect.
We have a son, two daughters, and four grandchildren. Whenever my son visits, I make it a point to make his favourite bhindi ki sabzi. Both my daughters love all varieties of porridge: ghaat and kheech. Gatte ki sabzi and dal baati churma are all-time family favourites. For the grandchildren, along with these traditional dishes, pastas and pizzas have become a part of their food preferences. Change is inevitable; how graciously we change is all that matters.
Because we maintain a full stock of ingredients, fruits and vegetables, cooking at short notice is never a problem. A range of delicious parathas and cheela can be made in no time. We also have a wide variety of homemade pickles and powders that can serve as accompaniments to upma, rotis or even bread.
We stock masalas for the whole year. When fresh masalas arrive in the market, I go and visit the famous Jaipur mandi where you find the finest spices. I really like the Jaipuri red chilli powder as it’s not very spicy and lends a rich colour when added to a dish. Along with spice vendors, you will also find women who will clean the spices for you and others who will grind the chillies, turmeric or coriander seeds on the spot for you.


Part-2 of this post is the recipe of Makki ka Dhokla which are steamed dumplings with maize flour, as taught by Smt. Vijaya Mehta.
First published in ‘Heart to Hearth’ – a column in Harmony Celebrate Age magazine. A series about elders who believe in nurturing the body and mind as the key to joy.


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