A Taste of Freedom

My most vivid memory of an instant noodle meal is the very first meal I made myself when I moved to my new home–MY home, all mine- – was green chilli instant noodles, gifted by a friend. I didn’t have much yet: a single saucepan, and a pair of chopsticks,  but that was all I needed. All my life I’d longed to have that moment, making my own meal over my own stovetop, sitting in front of my own tv, with no-one –FINALLY, NO-ONE- telling me I should be doing something else, eating something else, sitting somewhere else, being someone else. It was a rainy evening, it was a stupid TV show, it was a cold hard floor, and it was the greatest meal I’ve ever had. — Meihan Boey