I remember a funny experience to share about Baba. Me and my sister were in school. When we came home, we saw that mom wasn’t well. She had fever and severe headache. Baba was never into Kitchen at all. It wasn’t about believing in Gender equality, but he wasn’t raised in a way that he needs to know anything about kitchen. But when the time came that his daughters were hungry, couldn’t make anything on their own as they were small, the restaurants not closeby, he had to enter the kitchen and make something for his family. The toughest time that even he could recall. He made the worst of Upma he could. We still recall the taste and have a good laugh.