Oops… I’ve done it again. I’ve gone ahead and committed to being part of something that is adding to my anxiety-ridden life. One would think that being ‘experienced’ would rid me of all doubts. But tell me, does that one experience count? I still get sweaty palms when I think about those panic-filled days that followed my decision to host a cake stall at a Durga Puja pandal. The emotional meltdown, the nail-biting moment when my oven quit on me and the stubborn cookies. So much happened in those days. Why, then, did I push myself into that quicksand of nervous tension again? Perhaps to feel again that moment of…
Setting up a stall seemed to be about booking the spot, cooking at home, bringing food to the stall, selling, earning money and appreciation and you are done. Sounds simple? Not!