Over my 29 years of eating food, the one thing I have learnt is food unlocks memories.
As I sit slurping my Wai Wai noodles, I am transported almost 10 years back to hungry days spent as a resident of the LSRH (Lady Shri Ram College for Women Hostel, for the uninitiated). To days where noodles, especially Wai Wai, were a source of nutrition and sustenance A steaming cup of Wai Wai or Wai Wai with ice cold water (depending on the weather) was our constant companion whether listening to music with friends, sitting in the common room, staying up all night with oil in our hair or cramming for the dreaded exams.
Steaming hot lemon noodles from the cafe are reminiscent of long walks in the back lawns with my closest friend and companion in food adventures, till all that stopped the day we discovered lemon noodles had prawn flavoured salt in them, she being a vegetarian!
Seeing the familiar Wai Wai packet at the neighbourhood supermarket unlocked long forgotten memories, memories which I didn't even know I had!
P.S. - The extremely familiar bright yellow pack next to Wai Wai took me back to the day I was first introduced to junk food but that's a post for another day...
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