Bachpan ke din aur Nutri Chawal

Nutri Chawal High On Food
Its a warm afternoon in Jammu. Chiki is lying like a sloth bear, not barking. We are all gathered on the veranda. My childhood friend, Kannu and I, are as usual playing our favorite sport Cricket, where he is imitating Australia and I, India. Rama Aunty brings the aromatic nutri chawal. We both leave our bat and bowl and run towards the veranda but are being stopped because we are all covered in dirt and mud. We don't bathe, we just clean feet and hands within 30 seconds and reach the veranda ba...