Every alternate week I’ll share one item from my bucket list. You may find some of them really simple or ridiculous even, but I hope that you will still appreciate it.

Learn cooking. That has been on my list for quite some time. My family follow a very simple diet and so, we never had any extraordinary cooking at my place. My mother, who makes the yummiest khichdi, is not very fond of cooking. She almost hates it and thus, never pushed me into the kitchen to learn all the various cuisines. While she hates cooking, Maa really enjoys going out and trying different restaurants. I’ve had some of the best moments with her while exploring little cafes and patisseries around town. As I grew up, my love for food also developed.

I remember the first time I made pasta. I believe my results from first year of college were out and I did quite well. I wanted to surprise Maa and so I decided to make pasta for her. I called up my best friend for the recipe, who by the way is an excellent cook, got all the ingredients together and very excitedly started chopping all the vegetables. I remember the happiness I felt while boiling water for pasta, getting the plates ready and swaying away to the music of Keith Urban. I acted like a total professional cook – chopping the onions really small, taking in the scent of the food every once in a while, sipping some delicious orange juice in between (Sorry, no wine for me) talking to myself, explaining the whole process of making pasta as if it was a television show. In that moment, I realised that cooking is like therapy for me. I was care-free and calm. I had absolutely nothing on my mind. It was simply me twirling without any hesitation or worry.

My inspiration. "Not everyone can become a great artist; but a great artist can come from anywhere." - Anton Ego, Ratatouille

My inspiration.
“Not everyone can become a great artist; but a great artist can come from anywhere.” – Anton Ego, Ratatouille

That day I made a promise to myself that I’ll start cooking. I started learning and enjoying cooking one dish at a time. I started with simple things – dishes that my Maa cooked and was an expert at. My best friend helped by teaching what she knew the best. Day by day, I started getting a grip on the whole cooking business. Today, I can cook a pretty decent meal for two. I agree that it is not a big achievement, but it is a start and that is good enough for me for now. So here is to the many disasters that may come with my cooking and to the delicious inventions in between…

“…no one is born a great cook, one learns by doing.” – Julia Child