Of Food, Friends and Foes....

I was lying on my back with a copy on Salman Rushdie's Midnight's Children held high over my head, trying to make sense of all the abstract ideas...when an inverted face came into view. It was Neha. "Anu! I've had enough!! Lets go out for dinner!!, " she pleaded, giving a particularly funny puppy-dog look. She's usually in a better condition than this, but lunch that day had been exceptionally inedible...and if past experiences were anything to go by, dinner wasn't going to be any better.
REWINDING TO LUNCH:
The guy in front of me dropped a green blob of some sticky substance in my plate. "Ahhh.....palak ki sabzi..my favorite, " I said, voice thick with sarcasm. "No, " said Neha. "Its not palak ki sabzi. Its methi ki sabzi."The question of exactly what we were going to eat seemed acquire to the complexity of Schrodinger's equation, so we decided not to bother our brain, and ask the man instead. "Sarson ka saag hai, " he said with a stony face. Enlightened by this knowledge, we proceeded to the daal and the chapatis, which I do not have the courage to describe..

So, I smiled and put the book down, and sat up."Hmm.. okay...where?"

One of the things I really love about campus is the sheer amount of choice you have when it comes to eating out. Mind you, nothing high end.. open air joints with wooden benches is as good as it gets, but there is something distinctly heartening about having an absolutely no-holds barred dinner with friends and coming back to your room and watching all six parts of Saw back to back(I do it when I'm alone) or The Notebook (or some such cheesy movie, when you have company).

I remember rushing to IC (short for Insti Canteen) and the countless redis on campus,  in between classes during the winter months, because I'm too lazy to leave my cozy bed and ultimately end up missing breakfast everyday. (And the prospect of having Sam chat instead of sticky-white-so-called upma, was an added incentive of course).
Or going to Canot, where every dish tastes the same as the other ( except for certain "chinese delicacies" which were so overflowing with soya sauce that I never had the courage to try them out). And Bluemoon's MNB(midnight beauty:D) shakes and Sharma ji's gulab jamuns are a perfect recipe for that crazy evening out with friends.
Or going to Food King and Sky and envying the Budh Bhawan guys for having all these places a stone's throw away.
And where do BITSians get all there crazy ideas? Its got to be ANC. Thats short for the All Night Canteen. Everything from APOGEE  projects, to Fash P is discussed here, amongst the endless shouts of "Fried maggi, boss!!". If  there ever was a poll about the most loved food item on capus, ANC cheese toast would win hands down.And ever since the system of paying via ID card came, cash-strapped BITSians have begun flogging to ANC like never before :D

We were still pondering over the question of deciding on a place, when Neha's roomie entered the room, ice-cream in hand. "Wassup?," she said. "Nothing, we're done with mess food. going out. Wanna join in?"
She looked at us, puzzled. "What, you guys don't know? There's a veg grub in the mess today."
"Damn!! Its high time atleast one of us checked up on the mess notice board once in a while, " I winked at Neha, as we rushed to the mess.