The incessant wail of his 2-month-old brother, the cooing of his mother, and the rumble in his tummy- these were the constant noise that companies the 7-year-old Agastya every morning. Every morning he used to wake up, get ready for his school and wait for his breakfast at the table. Some mornings, there used to be left over from the night that he used to gulp and leave for his school. But most mornings, he used to wait for his mother to be free and cook his breakfast. And when his mother couldn’t contain his newborn baby brother, he just used to pick up a packet of biscuits and eat it with a cup of milk.
His daddy, Aditya, used to look at the proceedings guiltily. He wanted to help his eldest son but was restrained by the life-long habit of not cooking. Everyone in his house knew that he couldn’t cook to save his life and he was proud of this fact. But not today! As a father, he wanted to do everything for his sons. When he was not shy of working 9am-9pm, why should he run from his own kitchen? Thus, with grim determination, he broke the chain of his habit and headed to the kitchen to learn the tricks of cooking.
This was the story of Aditya, who today, takes pride in preparing meals for his sons.
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When was your first rendezvous with your kitchen?