Are you wondering what this is all about? Can one experience all of this at the same time? Well, this is just another one of those crazy moments that I gladly would like to share with you. A peek into something that happened just recently. After another long day’s work and a long-delayed train journey back home, attempting to cook something for dinner was the last thing on my mind. I would rather go to bed without eating than prepare something for dinner. But it is not just me here. My poor hubby has to be a partner in this starving act too and that did not seem fair to me. Normally under such situations, I would shamelessly shout a YES to anybody who suggests that we stayed back for dinner. But this time, I tried to be nice! So instead, after a couple of social visits after work, we decided to opt for a take-away from Nandos, which has been our pick lately. It is known to be healthy too! Although Shiva might not agree with me on this . In about 7 minutes flat, our order was ready and we headed home in our car with the smell from the take-away packet stirring our nostrils and causing the tummy to grumble. It seemed like we were in a race against time to finish the meal ASAP. We changed into our comfortable home clothes, washed ourselves and got down to the business of eating. The meal tasted divine. Both hubby and me have become very mild spice eaters after having come to this new country, unlike our family back home. We enjoy mild food and drinks these days. In fact when family visit us, they find that the sugar here is not sweet enough, salt is less salty, the tea is not strong enough and chilli powder is not hot. So the servings are double of everything when they are around, including oil! As we were munching through our Nandos dinner, hubby noticed beads of sweat popping from the back of his neck. I began to develop a runny nose and teary eyes. The tip and sides of the tongue started to burn and my head was in a state of buzz. I could taste nothing except for the intense burning sensation on my tongue. The buzzing became so intense that it started drilling through my ears too. We both gulped down a bottle of fizzy lemonade that was not chill and with the hope that the burning sensation would subside. The result was just a burp and nothing much. My hubby cried out to me, “What have you done!” He really wanted to say, " What have I done to you?!!" But it didn't quite come out the right way as the tongue was numb. Well, it was I who placed the order at the counter. I wanted something different for a change. Our eyes fell on the paper bag that was used to pack our meal. It said – 1 x half a chicken – HOT! with a picture of a bright red-hot chilli next to it. I fail to understand how people enjoy a meal that is HOT, EXTRA HOT or SUPREMELY HOT! Mild is beautiful.