1980’s in India, Bend recalls his
childhood, and it took a tantrum from the big head kid Bend, a potential
aristocrat then, who forced his parents to buy him the attractive looking candy
floss he was seeing for the first time. The floss was wrapped around a thin and
sinewy straw which was also used in making handles for flower brooms then; an
important house commodity then and still, now mostly sold made of plastic. The
dark and ragged poor man joyfully sold a sizeable piece of the pink cloud to
kid Bend, bigger than his head, making some honest new paisa in return; so, a
livelihood through this borrowed innovation. This probably a tribal man carried
his establishment on a bicycle, and when selling his goods used to park it with
its back wheel on a saddle stand. The English candy he made was sweet, and the
first time it made contact with Bend’s lips, the fluffy mass surprisingly
melted in Bend’s mouth leaving behind sweet residual particles much fewer than
expected.
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