a new talking phase

I recently found out that I love cooking. Wait, before anyone of you comes to any conclusion — I didn’t say I cook good, but I am saying I found out I love cooking. No, I mean I like cooking. I believe there’s a huge gap between liking and loving. So I won’t say right now that I love it. We are quite in the talking phase right now. But yes, I like it, I surely like it — the waiting that comes while roasting sweet potatoes patiently, but also not absent-mindedly. To be patient yet not lost, wow. This is what I learnt from cooking.

Sometimes my family praises me for good food, sometimes they don’t, and I still praise myself enough to enjoy it with a good drama. One of the most delicious and warm meals of my days has been macaroni soups filled with lots of veggies and corns, a lil cheese too — how warm and comforting on a winter night. Adding toasted garlic breads (home made by me). I think cooking is really calming, really something I want to do.

2025 is about to end and I am glad I found cooking. I think whenever I have felt “now I know myself enough,” it’s just then that I have found something new. Something more about myself, something more weird, something more cool, and something more healing.

As I grew up, I felt no need to share much about my life. I found a lot of peace in my solitude, in my alone time. I lost so many friends, but I won’t say lost — I would say I found myself more and more, and also the ones that stayed despite it all.

2025 is about to end, and with that I want to say: I hope you all find good, warm things to keep, feelings to feel, and a lot of understanding of who you were, who you are, and who you want to be — not as in career, but as a person. Till then, have a cup of coffee, tea, whatever brings you relief. I am signing off. Take care.


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