I remember when I was a kid, my mom used to keep the kitchen locked. It was not because of food but because of my adventures. Somehow the kitchen always attracted me and I wanted to do all my experiments there.

I remember I used to switch on the gas burner to smell the gas. I used to love that smell. I know I am sounding weird but I used to love it. I used to take out all pans and glasses and play my music. I was pretty serious about it. I always tell my mom that I couldn’t become a renowned musician because of her.

I used to wash the dishes and play games with them. It was whole lot of fun. But my mom always thought about it as a nuisance. She gave me strict orders to never enter the kitchen. Moms are the most loving but also the most irritating people in this world. My mom is also like that. When she becomes angry, she becomes really angry.

You know what is the right plan of action with my mom. The right thing is to pacify mom, the very moment she speaks the first sentence because once mom starts speaking then nothing in this world can ever stop her. Then she would keep on speaking for hours and it was so, so, so unbearable.

My mom used to keep a strict eye on me. Now when she sees me working in the kitchen, she tells my kids all my adventure stories. My kids are pretty amused. They can’t believe that their good daddy was once so naughty. I don’t blame them. Ever since I have become a dad, I have become a really innocent guy.

But such is life. I remember the good old days of kitchen adventures with a lot of nostalgia. They are absolute fun.

Let me take your leave now. Please take care. Bye.

The ‘common man’ went into the kitchen and looked at everything with delight. On an impulse, he took out the pans and glasses and started playing music (screeching sound). The common man’s wife and kids hid themselves in their rooms. It was the common man’s official time to go crazy.