Recently, I wrote about my trips to Serangoon Gardens to
the NIB shop. I suddenly remembered how I liked to visit the coffee
shop in front of the bus station to get a quick roti prata snack on
the go. I remember the roti prata man would make a cone with
the plasticky-brown paper, shred the roti prata in the cone and
pour some curry into it. After paying my 30 cents for this
snack, I would gingerly open up the pack and slowly nibble on the
curry soaked roti whilst waiting for my bus. I’d have to be very
careful, otherwise curry would spill down my school