Wordless Wednesday-4


21 thoughts on “Wordless Wednesday-4

  1. The Sun
    sniffing a bit
    through the
    so fashionable
    in the atmosphere;
    a last look at
    the still trees,
    the dusty kachcha road,
    and a jeep
    rushing home,
    rough shod over
    hilly terrain.

    She looks out
    amidst the
    jai -jui
    languid over the doorway.
    a flavourful aroma
    wafts in
    from the
    on the
    wood fired stove.

    She rushes back
    to sizzle a
    tawyavarcha pithla
    as she measures
    the bhakri flour.
    a fist crushed onion,
    a teasing green mirchi,
    and the
    sound of brakes
    at the door….

    Dinner for two
    by the light
    of the waking Moon,
    and the Sun
    and retires
    in jealousy,
    to try
    the next morning,
    once again,
    “Ayushya he asach asta…..”…..

C'mon,out with it,right here :)

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