Boarding schools teach you a thing or two about eating everything that’s on your plate fast while keeping it away from predatory seniors and dorm bullies. Growing up in a fauji household meant having to adapt to an equal opportunity palate — never forgetting your table manners while at it. Saying no to any food was never an option. Leftovers — a 21st century malaise — isn’t something I recall from my childhood, not because there wasn’t enough on the table, but because you weren’t allowed a smaller portion of bitter karela because you wanted more of the mutton curry.
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