While beginning your journey at a new place, it so happens that we human
beings start creating associations with the first things that we come in
contact with. I’m not really sure if this theory of mine extends to the entire
(or even most of the) human populace but I do know that this is what
happened with me as I began my undergraduate degree atEMECollege
In those horror filled days when every corridor seemed to be
echoing with the chants (Ha!) of ” DEGREE 33?!”, I remember Shah Jee’s
Tasty Spot becoming my first refuge. And without exaggeration, I can bet
that no outliving would have, and could have visited the Tasty Spot as many
times as my friend and I have in the painfully long and at the same time
absurdly short duration of four months because we have had the honor of
rushing to the Fresh towards Shah Jee’s ever-smiling countenance and a
never-full tank of Peach Iced Tea every 40-45 minutes a day (yes we are one
of those freaks).
If you are an EMEnent, then my claim that Shah Jee’s Paratha Roll has saved
many lives might not surprise you. It certainly has saved mine on many a
days colored grey with suicidal gloom. May be it is my Lahori nature, but
this Rs.50/- roll with mayo and sauce filled holes between lubricated Seekh
Kebab chunks has often been my tool for survival on bad days, my
Man-o-Salwa between back to back classes and my “strength to stand again”
after flunking various quizzes and a couple of mid-terms. And I can say
without hesitating that my dear old Paratha Roll has been there for me on
many occasions when my nerdy friends have not.
Well, cutting the long love stroy of me and my Roll Paratha short, I
sincerely advice all the people who haven’t had it yet to give it a try.
I can not really be trusted to be an impartial judge of it (given my
association with the rolls, of course) but I would recommend it
And to those who are NUSTians but not EMEnants: if you ever visit EME
make sure you eat at least one!
P.S : The above expression of thought does not seek to offend Sajjad Bhai,
by any means.