Thursday, November 21, 2013

Way to cook.

As much as I love that feeling you get when you complete an article, proof read it and then sit back satisfied, I just could not think of anything to write. For the last few days this disturbing revelation had been torturing me - that it has been almost an year since I actually wrote something. So, today when I opened this blog for the umpteenth in the last few days, I decided that I should actually make some effort to overcome this difficult phase rather than whining about it. And to write about something, you need to know about that something. Owing to my pathetic general awareness about any other topic and congenital self obsession (though I've not written much about myself and I'm not planning to make it a habit either), I decided to write about me.

No, don't panic. I'm not gonna bore you with the conversations of my inner self with itself. But yeah, these are a few things that I don't mind sharing if you don't mind listening.  It's about this amazing bond that I share with this passion of mine.

I've always loved cooking and as far as I remember, always is from 2nd or 3rd grade. It was not part of my future plans then. But by the time I was 15, I had this new option in my list of career possibilities – being a chef. Well, my parents in the beginning weren't really sure about it being the best option for me,. But it was my thousand uncles and aunts and cousins and neighbors who made it a point to tell me that it was a stupid idea and that the scope for a girl to thrive in that testosterone dominated world was minuscule.

So when I had an option of choosing Culinary studies over a safer trade after graduating from school, I chickened out. Though I am ashamed of this fact, I would never call that a mistake I made in life because that one year in Christ University, Bangalore was totally worth it. New friends, first time in a hostel, totally different culture, our share of stupid fun and how can I forget the huge amount of life lessons that came with it! But when you are destined to be something or someone, and you really really want that thing, it has a way of coming to you and once you decide to go with it, the changes will be drastic and risky and uncertain. But if you have awesome family and friends like mine and a thousand Disney movies to ensure you that “All Is gonna be Well”, things shouldn't be tough.

Currently, I'm doing my Bachelor's degree in Hospitality and Hotel administration in Institute of Hotel Management and Catering technology, Mumbai previously (and even now locally ) known as Dadar Catering college. And yes, I'm happy now. I'm happy about the fact that what I'm doing is what I always wanted to do. About the fact that when I'm old and guilty and in case my life is crappy, I won't feel that I failed because I refused to take risks and decided to play it safe.

I like it here. I like it that I have to work my ass off everyday in the college. I like Mondays when I have to go to the kitchen super early and work for hours straight. Cuts and burns and steam and heat and chefs shouting at you. And the adrenaline rush. It's like the hell I'd like to call my heaven. And the best feeling is when you come back home and fall onto the bed drained but satisfied.

Well, what is gonna come of me once I get out of the institute is different. I might not be hired at all. I might be very bad at it if at all I'm hired. I might even end up being a housekeeper or an F and B or Front office personnel. Not that these jobs aren't great or any lesser. But just not something that I even remotely want in my life. But however things turn out to be, I'll never feel that whatever is wrong with my life is so because I didn't have the nerve to try and take a few risks for something that I really really wanted. After all, what is life without a few drops of risks, approximately a teaspoon of drama and    dollops of incredibly amazing moments with the kind of people and dreams that you cherish. 



3 comments:

  1. Very well said :) Always better to take a risk, than do nothing at all. I've always felt that regrets which start with "If only I did ....." are more painful. If we don't give it a try and play it safe, we end up losing automatically. If we try something and it comes out great, then wonderful! If not, great, you've learned something! It is always a win :D

    All the best for your future endeavours. And keep writing.. :)

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  2. "It''s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting."

    What i wanna say is that you took the right path.. you are in right direction... nd stop thinking abt ending up like a housekeepr or front officer.. as far as i know, those who shown enough courage, chased their destiny fair and sqaure.. Keep your courage ,be happy and take risks.. god bless

    #Yourbestsofar

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  3. Thank you Vaisakh chetta n mestranger. :)

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