Milkybar Memories

Bought a Milkybar sometime back. Cost me 10 bucks. When I bought it nothing special struck me. Just when I unwrapped it and started chomping it like just another eatable, realised how unimaginative/reckless I had become.

When in school, a Milkybar was something cherished. When appa bought me one, I used to treasure it like a mother fondles her new born. You can't just open the cover and start eating. First you have to look at the bar, then read everything in and around the cover, stare at all the images that are there, check if anything free was not given by the stingy shopkeeper, and then place it in the refrigerator to cool. Every 5 minutes the mind wandered off from Science and Social Studies to the Godrej 165 L rusted pale White fridge and the hand instinctively reached for the fridge (yes mummy told it's fridge only!).

But, then came the villain amongst all these dreamy sensations, the SISTER. It came , it growled and it snatched the candy. Then , a fight ensued, World War 1 chapters were forgotten, Newton's laws were rewritten and the SISTER was forced to share the spoils, that "Smoothest Whitest Softest bar, Nestle's Milkybar". Then we had to cut each piece nice and clean, ensure there were no extra helpings for either of us. The grandmother was called to confirm that the pieces were equal and finally when all was well we finally got to sink our teeth into those 2-3 pieces of absolute bliss. Then , when Duck Tales came on TV,during the ad breaks those children used to fly like astronauts and eat whole bars of Milkybar and the mind wandered off again imagining when it will live to see that day when it too could do that.

Finally, the day has come 8 th July 2008, alas the pleasure doesn't remain.Oh, what wouldn't I give to be a child again minus the studies of course :)