When I look back, I realize I never wanted to cook in my life. I used to tell my mother that I would always keep a cook, because I was not meant to be one. Sometimes life takes us in directions we never imagined. I always wondered—someone who loved the phone and technology, how did I end up spending so much time in the kitchen?
Cooking was never my passion. In fact, I disliked certain things like asafoetida (hing) so much that I never even wanted to touch it because of its strong smell. But fate had other plans. Slowly, I began cooking, and eventually even started creating online recipe collections.
Now, I do enjoy cooking to some extent, but as the years pass, I feel my interest in it is gradually reducing.
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