Revenge

It's called instincts. When you're sleepy, you sleep.When you're hungry, you eat. When you're bored, you either turn on the TV, start texting friends or change your status in Facebook and moan how boring you are, expecting someone to respond to all those pathetic calls of attention.

My brother, Awwas, bought a packet of Maggi with the assistance of my dad without my mom's notice. Maggi, as everyone was told, had bad effects to the brain and all. So being a mom, she didn't really liked the idea of us, her darling sons, eating those MSG-filled drugs.

When Awwas succeeded in buying a packet, he had to keep it in the kitchen cabinet. He had to wait a time when mom's not around. Only then will he be able to gain the immunity to eat those Maggi. But his plans usually backfires. It never goes as planned. Little did he know, he's brother was always lurking for food at midnight. On Thursday, he realised that there were only one Maggi left in the cabinet. The rest was eaten by he's older brother who was always hungry during the wee hours. One Maggi per day.

And to release all those frustrations, he took the opportunity to eat the last remaining Maggi today.

Sweet, sweet revenge.