The next day passed by in a blur. I slept in till afternoon and Shiva was once again in front of the x box. But luckily this time the volume was comparatively lower than the last time. Please stress the word comparatively.
I spent the rest of the time whipping up something amazing in my kitchen. I rarely cooked when I was in my mom's house simply because the kitchen was all up to her tastes and it never felt like mine. But now, as I was the one who picked all the utensils and ingredients for this kitchen, I absolutely love it.
I started off with a late lunch prep followed by some smoothies for the evening, whose recipes I found on f*******: and then for dinner I was too tired to cook anything.
Uff!!
Apparently, I am not a born kitchen lover. I don't think I have it in me to cook for an
