Kitchen ! It's not just a word but a room filled with experiences. Recently my mom went on leave, yes! Moms deserve leaves too. So the kitchen itself opened its arms to me, my sis and my niece. [More of hunger opened its arms] It was a playground for us. The kitchen is a chemistry-lab, where your output so badly depends on everything, like seriously everything. [Even the air you breathe out! just kidding] The long list of my bookmarks, YouTube videos and cooking blogs has been a savior in these difficult days 😓😬 ! Only because I never paid attention to my mom's recipes or her instructions! I am this typical 21st century lazy girl who enters Kitchen only to search food in the refrigerator! Some days, kitchen would give great joy by equalizing your expectations to what you made, while other days are plainly a secret passage to the dustbin, the only customer waiting for your failed attempts. Facing the dustbin is nothing less than facing your fears, it gets reall