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The Maggi Fiasco

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With my last blog out, my brain got breather to talk about other stuff.

Amidst all the Nestle Maggi controversy and recall, I'm wondering what will it be like without Maggi. It is awfully horrible to imagine those empty sections of D'mart, Big Bazaar, Hypercity which had overflowing Maggi noodle packets.

It is giving me nostalgia when I had my first acquaintance with Maggi. It was the rarest food and tasted sinfully awesome. Even Sunday special brunch would be just a week away.

I thank god, it is all happening after my sister completed her Engineering. My Mom used to bring lots of Maggi packets so that my sister doesn't stay hungry while studying. And I'm so very sure that she would stay up just to eat Maggi. I must say Maggi has good share of contribution to her scores.

I have survived on Maggi for most of my dinners for almost 6 months in US, just to realize I need to start cooking. (Cooking part is completely to ignore)
Same would be story of so so many Indians.

Though I'm happy that action has been taken despite the feeling of 'Why? Why Maggi?' 
Still question is - Should we thank government for saving us from lead-content food (even though tobacco, alcohol consumption are harmful since centuries), or rather bill government for increased breakfast / dinner effort of Indian Ladies?

Lastly I rest my case with heavy heart for the end of an Maggi noodles Era (which I so wish to be not true), and thank it for fond memories and support on all lonely dinner times.

Meri Maggi, Bas do minute!!!

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  1. UnknownJune 6, 2015 at 8:48 PM

    Rightly said.....hope so now government will realise it's responsibility of approving the food products.

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