Setting the Scene
It was a rainy afternoon when I first discovered the joy of baking. I was seven years old, and my mother’s kitchen was my favorite place to be. The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the air, mixing with the scent of rain hitting the garden outside. My mother, with her sparkling eyes and warm heart, was at the center of it all.
The First Lesson
“Come here, Bhumi,” she called, her voice warm and inviting. I jumped off my stool and hurried to her side. On the counter were bowls of flour, sugar, milk and curd, ready to be transformed into something wonderful.
“Today, we’re making chocolate chip cookies,” she said with a smile. “But these aren’t just any cookies. These are special cookies.”
The Sweet Reward
The smell of the cookies baking was almost unbearable. I pressed my nose against the oven door, watching as the dough spread and turned golden brown. Finally, the timer dinged, and my mother pulled the trays out, setting them on the counter to cool.
We each took a warm cookie and bit into it, the chocolate still melty and gooey. It was, without a doubt, the best thing I had ever tasted.
A Lesson for Life
“Remember, Bhumi,” my mother said, “baking is more than just following a recipe. It’s about putting your heart into it. When you bake with love, it always turns out special.”
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