On our way back to Dehradun from Mussoorie, our eyes were on an eager lookout for the famous 'maggi points'. Some dull red chairs scattered in front of a small, flimsy hut caught our attention. The driver of our car, lost in the meandering ghats, replied after the third time we asked,
' भैया, यहाँ maggi मिलती है ?
जी हाँ, मिल जायेगी '
Ek cup chai was sipped as we saw a pahaadi guy boil water, chop vegetables, mix all ingredients and finally add his own tastemaker recipe.
Sitting on the edge of a ghat on a three legged chair, two packets of the ever'green' Uncle Chips, the most satisfying maggi ever, and my companion. Four delights which stood out in the small bheed which thronged The Maggi Point.
