A lunch box is a running emotion from childhood to eternity.
As a child, our mother cooks, and our father packs and stuffs it in our school bag.
At the college level, the father will buy a large box, and the mother will increase the number of chapatis in it.
Working men/women, we shop/cook and pack for ourselves.
Then as parents, we repeat the process!
The lunch box is an eternal companion;
I am very attached to them and rarely upgrade to newer versions.
It isn't easy for me to let go of the older one unless it is damaged.
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