I, The Woman And Her Wishes....

Once the entire menu was decided, the arrangements for preparing the dinner started. The responsible people for the camp got all the required cooking utensils (although utensil is very tiny word for it) Sack full of onions, ginger/garlic, tomatoes, bucket of Chickpeas (white chanaa) flour, Suji (hulwa) and all other required spices. As we all know what Onions can do to us, nobody wanted onions for obvious reasons. So our teacher delegated who is to do what. And since I had been always the most favorite student to my teachers she picked me to deal with onions/ginger/garlic with couple of other girls. Boy! The sack with onions smelled like one of those vegetable markets after all vegetables are sold. eeekkss..  I along with my close friend picked a corner to sit chit chat and started peeling onions. And I swear to God L I still haven’t forgiven those stupid onions for bringing tears in my eyes. Initially, it irritated and we cribbed but soon we kind of lost it...