German Salad
My dear Annesha, I’m sorry. You might ask, “Why now?” You mentioned the German salad episode, and it took me back—eight years ago, maybe more. I remember conducting a theatre workshop at school. Being untrained in theatre myself, I had to think of creative ways to keep you all engaged for ten whole days. So, I planned a group activity—each team would bring and present a food item. I think there were about eight groups, five members each. Some brought bhel puri, others corn salad, some macaroni… I forget the rest, but I do remember your group. You brought what you called a “German Salad.” The name was intriguing. We were all curious. And what was it? Boiled potatoes drenched in mustard sauce. Simple. Bold. Unique. I personally loved it. But the others burst out laughing. I remember Jashan Singh Brar laughing the hardest. Of course—your classic frenemy. And then you burst into tears. Suddenly no one knew what to do. I stepped in. Scolded everyone—especially J...