Once upon a time, there lived a poor Brahmin in a village. He used to earn his living by performing religious rituals and ceremonies in the nearby villages. Once, another Brahmin from the nearby village came to his house and said, “I have to perform pooja in your village. Will you kindly allow me to stay in your house for a few days?”
The Brahmin gladly received him and allowed him to stay in his house.
One day, the Brahmin said to his wife, “Today is the occasion of Sankranti. A guest is equivalent to God, so please do make something nice for him to eat.”
The Brahmin’s wife became angry and said, “It’s not enough to be courteous only? There must be something in the house to offer to the guest for eating. We do not get two square meals for our family members and you ask me to feed delicacies to your guest.”
The Brahmin requested his wife to calm down saying, “Dear, I know, we are poor but even then we should offer something special to our guest on this day. It is more about the expression of our hospitality than food.”
Then the Brahmin’s wife understood what her husband meant to say. She went inside the kitchen and prepared a sweet dish from sesame seeds and offered it to the guest.