In Rourkela,the missionary schools flaunt their majestic buildings amidst graveyards.My school (boys school) is entouraged by two girls school.There used to be a graveyard infront of my school and the crowd puller to the graveyard was the "Samosa wala stall".It served some of the best "Samosas with chutney" that my taste buds have ever tasted.We used to hang out in the graveyard,sit on top of one of the coffins,enjoy the samosa and the beauties of the neighborhood girl schools added some extra spice to the chutney!!!Such was the craze of the samosas that people from far off schools also used to visit the stall.It was like the mecca for all school going teenagers.The strategic location(read the girl schools and graveyard) of the stall fetched great business for the stall owner.Not to mention,the taste of samosas shot off exponentially when it used to rain.
After spending 4 years of engineering in momos,half fry and parantha with butter,I am currently in a place where bread seems to be the staple diet!!!I get the same samosa now at thrice the price at which I used to get in school(can't blame inflation for that as it hasn't shooted 3 times....).I get the same samosa in a battered state engraved in two sides of a "paw".(compare with a dead boy covered up in a coffin....poor little samosa!!!)They call it samosa paw.The nomenclature is very simple.If you replace samosa with vada(huh...we call it aluchop in orissa.....in hamirpur we used to call it alu bonda...),it gets chritened to "vada paw".Replace vada by jalebi in a paw,you get "jalebi paw".Replace jalebi with pakodis,you get "bhajji paw".Now I realise aptness of the punchline of SAIL..."Resources are limited but creativity is unlimited".
These samosa paws are no match for my samosa chutney of st pauls.Amidst all those noisy honking,pollution and pests resembling population of the biggest metro,the taste is hard to decipher!!!
Miss those peaceful graveyards...those lovely school days..those unrivalled "Samosas"......
