A Love Letter to the Best Thing Ever
Photo: KAZI AKIB BIN ASAD
My eyes first register the display of my phone as I turn off the alarm, and then immediately roll back inwards as my mind goes to its happy place: THOUGHTS OF FOOD.
The cerebral folds in my brain fight off the sleep gradually as images of warm flaky paratha, savoury beef nihari, and fried egg, flood every corner of my mind. My nose gets imaginative with the smell of fresh ghee and spices, and my tongue salivates on cue.
Of course, the idea of breakfast isn t just about taste, smell, sight, touch, and sound, it s also about the contents. The food itself is of paramount importance in the celebration, with the rest being necessary additions. The first time I heard