ooh man, when i was in what 6 or 7 th grade, i was in Boys Scout and we went to sundarijaal..it wasnt really a hiking trip, but man those stairs and carring those freckin heavy bags with sleeping bags and clothes, that was baddd..and we had just got up in the morning, and with an empty stomach we climbed all those stairs, but when we reached our base... dammn FOOOD, i ate Ram Toriya ko tarkari,dal ani bhat..majalee...Ram toriya, i use to hate it so much, but that day i ate 2 plates of dal bhat with ram toriya...that was my first true realization in life..that time i realized how immportant was food..and i also understood what my mom use to say, when i use to throw my food in thrash can.. "ANNA kO APAMAN kahile garne hoina, bujis", that pharse was vividly apearing in front of my eyes at that time...