tearing apart flower not swallowing chicken...
he carefully smothers his hands over the mirchi,
'not winking through khidki'
He is bringing split milk to a boil
while licking mushroom Achar once a while...
'satisfied' at last....he exudes...
killing a lauki in the corner.....
I love red punjabi suit,
and walks on one leg....
claiming he has most gorgeous knees
flashing his 'ulta swastik' belt....
I wish I could make a moustache out of chandan,
as the smell brings out my extra white teeth forward,
Though I am no Dracula...
I can sink my teeth in peas.....and stack them
over my pointy nails while rolling rotis
sometimes peas slide
over tawa....he calls it tawa pulao..not gajar halwa
he sings merry songs....and can never sink in comfy chairs
todays recipe is flower dum matar 'pulao'
decorating every pea with 2 min noodle....string....
- Nirzara
