A rasoi for me has been an escape. An escape from life, fear and anxiety. With me, my rasoi has seen a lot of days; happy, unhappy, forgiving, regret, proud, healthy, not so healthy, blessings and so on.
I am in a phase I like to call my second innings. As all girls in India I learnt how to embroider, paint, cook, bake and write in a beautiful hand writing.
This blog is a record of my life in and out of rasoi.