Cooking has always been my passion in life,
In my grandmother’s kitchen,
I learnt to use a knife.
Cracking the eggs, adding the flour and using a whisk,
My grandmother taught me the recipes- sweet and brisk.
The ancient secrets, the tools,
It’s this lady who made cooking cool!
In my grandmother’s kitchen, I learnt all I know,
These experiences helped my skills grow.
The warmth and ambrosial smell of this archaic room,
Vanished all sadness, despair and gloom.
At the end …. I would always say what I owe …
It’s this kitchen that helped me grow!