An Ode To My Curly Twirly Twisty Friend

Hunger in my growling stomach calls to you
O my curly twirly twisty friend
You have kept me running like new
Whether it snowed or it rained.

I fear not the jungle or the desert
I fear not the hills by the sea
I fear not the cold loghut
‘Coz I know you will always stand by me.

When civilization stops, you carry on
When rivers become rapids, you cross over
Available in the evening and at dawn
You make us nomads come closer.

Sometimes you are watery, sometimes dry
You are such a wonderful thing
Imagining life without you I can’t even try
Oh my Maggi, so much happiness you bring.

If you have ever lived and traveled in India, you would know and take comfort in the fact that there is one friend around to take care of you all along. No matter where you are, what you are, what time of day it is, there is one friend always there for you. Maggi.

This is my tribute to the greatest packet of food ever made.

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3 Responses to “An Ode To My Curly Twirly Twisty Friend”
  1. Ko says:

    you know, i got the feeling you were talking about maggi. but then i wondered if you were talking about roads 🙂 curly twirly twisty friends come with little pouches of spice that makes them irresistible, hai na?

  2. Sleepwalker says:

    hell ya … how would we ever live without maggi … the little pouches of spice are like the entry to gates of heaven …

  3. Chandni says:

    Yes I know the sentiment. Painfully hungry at Zingzingbar, I almost did a little dance when I was served Maggi :DLoved the verse!

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