Mirinda

Today, after what seems like years, I had some Mirinda.

The first sip took me back years to school holidays in Dubai. It would be peak summer, and I’d be out cycling in the afternoon (between 2 and 5) with Sunil Guna.

We’d cycle all over the place, or if I were alone I’d head over to Bur Juman (about 2.5 kms).

My friend would be a Coke or a Mirinda on those long throat parching rides. Those were the days