The word tiffin always excited me as a child. What could have Mum packed for my lunch today? Would be an exciting thought. The fading of curiosity after opening each container of the tiffin and the smile it brought on my face when I would see my favorite food sent, cannot be expressed with mere words, and now, when my son comes back home and very warmly tells me “what an amazing lunch you packed today mom” makes me feel totally satisfied.
Talking of the time when I would take tiffin to school, I very vividly remember the first day of my school. My school A.F Petit a very old renowned school, had a huge campus with lots of greenery. The building structure was colonial, old but strong and solid. Since it was located on Pali Hill in Bandra the school was built on different levels. One could describe the school like Enid Blyton would have describe in his stories, just like a fairy tale world.
The pre primary section was located in a cozy corner with a beautiful play ground with slides, swings and sea saws and how could I not mention the jungle gym! I’m going to stop right here, as I could go on.
I was in Sr KG and it was my first day at school. Mum had come to drop me off and while leaving she promised me a surprise for lunch. As the day began, I mingled with most of the kids, some who were crying aloud inconsolably, some looking in wonder and some who couldn’t care less of what was going around. The two girls that grabbed my attention were Suruchi and Soumya and in no time we were playing together till the bell rang, announcing lunch break. I ran to the window of the class – room, to see Meera our house help waiting with a cane basket. Once my class teacher Ms Fernandes handed me over to her she gave me a warm hug and took me in the garden to feed me my lunch.
I was so impatient and curious to see what mum sent in the tiffin. I was not even allowing Meera to place the mat in the garden for me to sit comfortably and eat. But she was quiet a disciplinarian and after doing the needful she brought out a shinny steel tiffin which had 4 containers, a plate, spoon and a napkin. She arranged everything in front of me and opened the containers. While she was opening the containers I was very curiously looking into others tiffin’s as well.
Well in my tiffin there was steamed rice, dal, crisp fried mildly spiced potatoes, salad with just carrots and cucumbers and a small paper box with Monginis written on it. As I leaped to check the contents, Meera very authoritatively said that, I could have what’s in it only once lunch was done.
Hurriedly I finished my lunch to Meera’s satisfaction and out came the pineapple pastry from the box like the Jin from Aladdin’s lamp. I called out to Suruchi and Soumya who were sitting with their respective parents and we gorged on that pastry and since then became best friends forever. A delicious, tiffin helps in making good friends for the rest of your life too.
As days passed by our lunch breaks were getting memorable and full of fun. Many TIFFIN TALES to share with you, but slowly and steadily, one by one. I’m sure you all must be having similar memories of your tiffin’s as well that bring a big smile on your face. It would be lovely if you could share them with me too.