Mother used to cook for us her favourite dish in every weekend. Her manifestation while cooking her favourite cuisine was a treat to watch. Wearing her favourite apron above her favourite weekend white frock, the reflection of her messy curly hair strands shining by the beam of morning sunrays from the glass of kitchen windows used to catche our eyes. Her persona used to blend in with the environment and yet always grabbed the attentions. Divulging in the recipes and giving the best taste in her