Kitchen -My Best Friend from a distinctive view

Kitchen --- My Best Friend

Being a girl I have spent most of the time of my existence in kitchen. Everyone expected me to be an ordinary, unpretentious homemaker. But being a Sagittarian by birth I never perceived to be a good cook. I used to cook to the degree that is vital for subsistence functioning.

After my elder sister’s wedding, responsibility to look after my asthmatic mother, grandmother and my father fell on my shoulders. That was the time when I started employing most of my time in kitchen. First of all, I tried to be skilled at new dishes to sway on others’ heart as there is a saying that you can acquire somebody’s affection by offering scrumptious food but I didn’t find myself apt for the job. Then I thought to take advantage of my time. Just to kill time, I started doing post-graduation in English. It was really a hard-hitting job to stand these peculiar books written in idiosyncratic language especially for a girl who had completed her studies from Hindi medium school. Still I began to take glance at these unusual works of fiction while cooking. Sporadically it produced curiosity and this curiosity transformed into inclination of analysis.

While working in kitchen I started analysing things even in the kitchen like  I noticed that Gas burner frowns on turning its nostril, stares angrily at utensils kept on it( as a boss throws his fierce look at a short tenure promoted employee)  and starts flaming with anger.

Green vegetables like a father of the family, laugh and find solace by satisfying others' appetite. Red chilli never forgives anybody and always ready to take its revenge. Coriander enhances the flavour of dishes as some people bring colours to others’ lives.

Utensils conspire against housewife by gathering again and again in the sink and housewife gets ready with her weapons of bar and scrubber for the battle. After being bereaved at the battle from the housewife, Utensils settle down unconcerned, unresponsive and indifferent.

This observation helped me first of all in improving my English and lately in becoming an English Trainer. Most of my readings have been done at the time of boiling milk. Even my interest in writing poems also developed at that time. Even right now, lines you are reading, have also cropped up during my kitchen time when I am making preparation for Aalu ka Paranthas.

Today all my family members are proud of me for being perfect in studies but that perfection has furthermore led me to love my kitchen and has transformed me into an admirable cook also. So I regard my kitchen my incomparable, distinctive and unique  friend which helped me in devouring each bit of my time in valuable approach for being constructive for my family as well as the society.

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