Munching on mutton cutlets in the movie hall, one would be too engrossed in the film to think about possibly offending any co-movie watchers who might be conservative vegetarians. However, carrying a similar meal to school was a completely different matter… Having been born into a Bawa (Parsi, for the uninitiated) household, a non-vegetarian diet has always been as natural for me as raindrops and sunlight. However, owing to the fact that I’ve lived around people who were rather strict vegetarians, a bit of tact was always called for in order to not offend their feelings. At a very young age, I was adequately aware of the fact that meat and eggs were anathema for most of our neighbours. Though my family never made a secret of our eating habits, we did make it a point to avoid mentioning non vegetarian food before acquaintances who were vegetarian. I must have been about four or five when I would often go over to a neighbour’s place to play with their son, who was a little younge