I happen to be a very good cook. Not many people are aware of my hidden talent, except for maa and dad.. and my siblings of course. But I like messing with kitchen once in a while. It's a boring thing to do though, no offence to cooking-lovers, but I personally don't admire being in front of the fire, mixing chicken, salt, etc.
I love baking, solely because it does not include fire and standing for 15 minutes with no clue how onions can turn from absolute white color to brown in the matter of one second when you look away to see if your mobile just vibrated. I still remember yelling out from kitchen,"Mom! They were just white.. Now they're.. sorta... black.." Nothing to be proud of, honestly! Me and kitchen don't get along really well, but still, whenever we do, we are rockstars! That being said, I'd tell you what I did today!
For some days, I had been thinkin' the same thing over and over again. Why is Mom not cooking any pasta these days? Pasta is the love of my life, and without it I feel incomplete and sad. That's rather abnormal, but that's not the point. On lunch, I suddenly came up with an idea that "Dad, we got this KFC we haven't eaten, so you bring spaghetti and I'll cook for you and maa." And they both agreed.
We bought this gravy a while ago. So I just took the gravy, spaghetti, the KFC chicken pieces, some capsicum, some other stuff, and mixed it all together. Believe me, it was 1 AM and if I had messed up the dish, the odds were that my dad would be embarrassed and a lot of stuff would be wasted.
I had no idea how it was going to turn out. Because honestly, I don't do the "Google Recipe, love it, cook it, enjoy it" thing. I like taking my own chances, doing what feels right.
And that beautiful Pasta dish turned out absolutely FANTASTIC! Loved it. Dad loved it, Maa loved it, I liked it (considering the fact that I stood in front of the stove for more or less 10 minutes and it annoyed my headache.. So my love turned into like..) So, the thing is, if I hadn't take a chance, I wouldn't know how it'd feel afterwards.
My point is... Take a chance. Take a risk. Because you never know what you've been missing until it comes along and waits for you to take a risk. Frankly speaking, the best thing you can hear from someone is,"I'll take my chances with you... or never take them at all." Be the one to say it to your loved one, don't worry.. Just go ahead, take the risk. What's the worst that can happen, right?
And see, lots of problems would solve if we were ready to communicate and face our fears. If only we'd talk, if only we'd listen.. If only we were strong enough to face the worst.. and yet hope for the best, the world would be a much much better place and there'd be less sadness, less disappointments, less hate, less problems. Be strong, be simple and be loyal to each other.. Life is too short to be wasted in tears, sadness and silence. Take your chances today, who knows, tomorrow could be your best day!
Leaving for Pakistan in some days. Would be off from blogging for a long while. Thank you everyone for being there, reading, commenting, always showing support! This blog would become better, and more awesome soon. I'll miss my home, no doubt.. But here's to hoping for a new, better and much much more productive beginning. Wish Me Luck :)
I love baking, solely because it does not include fire and standing for 15 minutes with no clue how onions can turn from absolute white color to brown in the matter of one second when you look away to see if your mobile just vibrated. I still remember yelling out from kitchen,"Mom! They were just white.. Now they're.. sorta... black.." Nothing to be proud of, honestly! Me and kitchen don't get along really well, but still, whenever we do, we are rockstars! That being said, I'd tell you what I did today!
For some days, I had been thinkin' the same thing over and over again. Why is Mom not cooking any pasta these days? Pasta is the love of my life, and without it I feel incomplete and sad. That's rather abnormal, but that's not the point. On lunch, I suddenly came up with an idea that "Dad, we got this KFC we haven't eaten, so you bring spaghetti and I'll cook for you and maa." And they both agreed.
We bought this gravy a while ago. So I just took the gravy, spaghetti, the KFC chicken pieces, some capsicum, some other stuff, and mixed it all together. Believe me, it was 1 AM and if I had messed up the dish, the odds were that my dad would be embarrassed and a lot of stuff would be wasted.
I had no idea how it was going to turn out. Because honestly, I don't do the "Google Recipe, love it, cook it, enjoy it" thing. I like taking my own chances, doing what feels right.
And that beautiful Pasta dish turned out absolutely FANTASTIC! Loved it. Dad loved it, Maa loved it, I liked it (considering the fact that I stood in front of the stove for more or less 10 minutes and it annoyed my headache.. So my love turned into like..) So, the thing is, if I hadn't take a chance, I wouldn't know how it'd feel afterwards.
My point is... Take a chance. Take a risk. Because you never know what you've been missing until it comes along and waits for you to take a risk. Frankly speaking, the best thing you can hear from someone is,"I'll take my chances with you... or never take them at all." Be the one to say it to your loved one, don't worry.. Just go ahead, take the risk. What's the worst that can happen, right?
And see, lots of problems would solve if we were ready to communicate and face our fears. If only we'd talk, if only we'd listen.. If only we were strong enough to face the worst.. and yet hope for the best, the world would be a much much better place and there'd be less sadness, less disappointments, less hate, less problems. Be strong, be simple and be loyal to each other.. Life is too short to be wasted in tears, sadness and silence. Take your chances today, who knows, tomorrow could be your best day!
Leaving for Pakistan in some days. Would be off from blogging for a long while. Thank you everyone for being there, reading, commenting, always showing support! This blog would become better, and more awesome soon. I'll miss my home, no doubt.. But here's to hoping for a new, better and much much more productive beginning. Wish Me Luck :)
Take care of yourselves and your loved ones! Don't forget to express your feelings, enjoy your life and be honest to each other.. Live Simple, Stay Dignified!
Till we meet again,
There are No Goodbyes..
FiamanALLAH
- Maryam 'Mano' Ahmad.
hello again Maryam,
ReplyDeleteso nice to read for u again.
very interesting post, too .. the way u turned a cooking recipe into a life recipe !
thank u ;)
9B
Oops, I just read this comment :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the appreciation! Means a lot. And thanks for always following the blog!
- Maryam